DARIUS POV"Leave her alone." Darius's voice echoed throughout the room, and he knew it because all eyes were on him, and amidst the stunned expressions on everyone's faces, his gaze was drawn to Brielle, who was trembling on the floor. He'd arrived at the submissive training room earlier, eager to learn what Delilah had in store for Brielle. He'd heard the maids whispering about it as he walked through the mansion grounds with Rocky, and with curiosity nagging at him, he swiveled around to the room, only to be met with a sight he didn't like at all. He had entered the room quietly, and lucky enough, no one had noticed him because everyone's attention was on Brielle and Delilah, who appeared to be putting on a show. His eyes widened when he saw Delilah grab one of the toughest whips, and he proceeded to observe everything that was going on. He overheard Delilah saying she would severely punish Brielle, and then he watched as she did so. The cold bucket of water to be poured on
DARIUS POV"What made you decide to burden me last night?" As he stood behind Brielle, his breath fanned the hair on her shoulders, and he leaned in slowly, with his hands pleated at his back. He heard her hitch of breath as he asked her this question, knowing that he was affecting her, but she said nothing. She was trembling and shaking so badly that Darius wanted to wrap his arms around her and comfort her, but everyone in the room was watching them. Not that he cared about their opinion or that they could do anything to him, but he didn’t want to cause more rumors between the maids, submissive and guards.After the little scene earlier, where he had stopped Lady Delilah from punishing her, Darius had decided to question her behavior from last night because he needed an explanation.He'd fucking apologized to her, which was unusual for him. He had no idea what had happened to him, but he was spilling out the five-lettered apology words from his lips, and she seemed to accept the
BRIELLE’S POVThe stunned expressions on the maids' faces in the room were similar to Lady Delilah's and mirrored Brielle's. Her mouth dropped open in shock, her eyes widened, and her hand trembled as she replayed the words in her head. Lord Darius was removing any hold Lady Delilah had on him, and he would now be in charge of her training. She had no idea if this was something good, and the thought sent shivers down her spine. Her feet taped blindly on the tiled floor, her teeth chattering, and Lord Darius still had time to lean close to her ear and say amidst the small murmurs that seemed to have broken out in the group, "Be calm. You'll be fine.”First, he had apologized to her for last night, and now this, and she was just bewildered.Why was this so?What was he trying to do, and did he have any hidden motive?Many thoughts raced through her mind, questions she couldn't even begin to answer. Brielle said nothing to him, her head bowed in fear, as she was afraid to look up ag
FOUR DAYS LATER BRIELLE’S POV The days that followed Lord Darius taking over Brielle's submissive training role flew by. Her mornings were filled with the same routine: waking up, bathing, and pumping herself up in the public dressing room amid murmurs, stares, and pointing fingers. Brielle spent her afternoons in her room, sleeping or sitting alone or with Madeline, who now visited her room regularly, and she couldn't deny that she enjoyed her frenemy's company. It seemed strange, the last thing she would have expected, that Madeline, who had looked at her with such disgust and hatred the first few days in the mansion, was now her friend, but she liked it. When she wasn't talking to Madeline or sleeping, she would spend her afternoons staring out the window and into space. Brielle was relieved and a bit happy with Lady Delilah's strange absence these past few days. She had no idea where the mansion's mistress had gone too, but Brielle couldn't deny that her absence made every
DARIUS POV"Brielle, let go of your reins. You're doing it willingly." Darius said softly, his gaze fixed on the leather-clad beauty in front of him. He could see her trembling in the dim blue lighting where they both stood feet apart, and he could even smell her fear. She had been standing by the entrance since the maids had brought her to the room, unmoving, and while he liked her shyness, he would have preferred her to be a little bolder. If she messed this up, he wouldn't put up with it tonight. He wouldn't take it lightly, and he wasn't making empty threats. He gritted his teeth as his gaze roved over her body, noting that she looked insanely beautiful and hot, just as he had envisioned when getting the clothes for her earlier. The leather clung like a second skin to her pale creamy skin and curves, and he was envious of the brittle material. "Brielle, please come here." He gave the order, lifting his finger in a demonstration, and watched her walk slowly towards him until
BRIELLE’S POV Brielle's hands gripped Lord Darius's veiny manhood, slurping on the thick length. Cheers to her, thinking today's training would be similar to what Lady Delilah had done to her, but it wasn't. He'd told her it was a sex training, so they'd get right to the point and not waste any time. He'd break her and shape her to his liking, but he hadn't done anything yet because he only wanted her to pleasure him, and that she was doing. Knees down, as he had instructed, she would occasionally free her mouth from his dick, wanting to get some air before resuming the duty of making him orgasm.This was her second time doing this, and as she took him roughly, under his guidance, Brielle could tell from the groans he made that despite being a sex novice, she was doing a pretty good job.He had one hand wrapped around her hair, steadily guiding her lips in and out, while the other roved around her chest, quickly loosening the knots in her leather bra. Brielle felt a trickle of s
DARIUS POV "How is the training going?" Darius looked up from his books, watching Delilah's entrance into his home office majestically.She hadn't knocked, as she rarely did, and while he never saw it as a big deal, he was furious today that she hadn't announced her presence. What if he’d been doing something important? She would have barged in and interrupted him just like that.Darius gritted his teeth slowly, trying to calm himself down, knowing he had to let her know her limits soon. He'd put her in her place eventually, but for now, he'd play along and talk to her like he always did. Besides, this was the first day she was visiting him personally; ever since that night, he had decided to train Brielle personally, and he didn’t want to welcome her with some words of vexation."How are you, Delilah?" Darius asked, clearing his throat and flicking his chin as he stared at her for a moment. He had purposefully ignored her earlier question because he didn't want to discuss Briell
BRIELLE’S POV"Does he seem nice? Is he gentle with you?" Madeline asked her, abruptly changing the subject of their conversation, and Brielle immediately felt uneasy. Madeline had become incredibly close to her former enemy in the last few days. For someone who hated the public, always wanting to be her shy, recluse self, Madeline was incredibly pushing her boundaries. Brielle knew they both liked being able to talk around each other freely; it wasn't about the questions and answers or how much information they shared. No, it was about how at ease she was with her thoughts, and now this person was trying to push them out with every word she said. She simply didn't want to talk, but Madeline had other ideas. When she tried to be, the girl could be pretty persistent. They were now in the busy hallway, and Madeline had her hands tightly wrapped around her wrist as they pranced around. Brielle could feel the gaze of some maids passing by on her as she looked around, which made her f