Chapter 3

Victor narrates.

I ran out of maids to seduce and many were not even willing to work for me in the mansion, I was somewhat frustrated with that situation.

My father, even after his death, made sure to make things difficult for me even though he knew better than anyone how difficult my life had been before I met him.

Bernard was one of the few faithful servants who had stayed by my side, which was to be expected, they were paid very well.

"Bernard I will need you to move my father's things from the basement" I ordered him as I finished eating.

I had sent Elizabeth to change into that white dress full of purity that prevented me from seeing her body, she was younger than me but I still found her incredibly beautiful.

Bernard nodded quickly and left since he knew I wanted to be with the beautiful maid I had noticed. I must admit that I was bored with the quietness of the mansion.

There were no more women and I would have to be locked up for a while until the media forgot about my father's death, but I knew that deep down I was depressed, and locking myself up for an excuse was exactly even worse.

I move back and forth the silverware after I had finished eating the district dishes that the beautiful Elizabeth had served me, I was not at all bothered by waiting for her to come to me in a dress for the different servant job. Rather I was thrilled at the thought of waiting.

Elizabeth appeared before me in a black dress, it was knee length, and it had cleavage and embroidery, to me it seemed perfect, for I had gone to great lengths to choose a dress that would satiate my visual hunger.

She had good legs, her skin was smooth and her eyes looked beautiful even though she was barely smiling. She was a little embarrassed I could tell by the way she walked.

My heart was fluttering at the thought of finally having her in front of me nervously.

"What do you think of the new dress?" I ask her full of intrigue, I am anxious to know her answer.

She takes a moment to take a deep breath and slowly begins to place the dishes on a work cart she had brought with her.

"This dress is much more comfortable than the last one Master Victor" she replies a little shyly.

She looks so beautiful trying not to make eye contact with me even though she knows I am interested in seeing her body.

"Perfect, because this will be your new uniform, then we will change it...in dependence, if I find new maids, but right now you are my favorite Elizabeth" I flatter her a little, I was getting carried away by my impulses, and hunger.

She nodded several times without even looking up, I was more than sure that meant something, but I could not conclude what, because despite all the time I had lived next to her in that mansion, I could not believe that I had not noticed how beautiful she looked, she had very good qualities and a particular taste.

How had I not noticed that beautiful flower in my mansion? I had ignored her for so long that I didn't realize that physically she was very bright. But I still could not perceive her scent, I began to think that I was congested or had given me some allergy since I could not perceive her sweet aroma, as I did with other women, because they all have a peculiar and distinctive smell that makes them irresistible to me.

But at this moment there were no other women and there was only Elizabeth. At some point, I felt the need for affection from a woman.

She cleared away all the dishes and went into the kitchen to finish her daily chores, while I left the dining room and started to search the library that my father frequented. I had to admit that there were some very old books, for the Hellfrost family is one of the oldest in existence.

I sit for a moment near the bookcase and begin to slowly survey the completely clean place.

I smile slightly.

I think about my father and how he earned the right to be called that because he was in my childhood what could be considered a rebellious child.

I pull out my phone for a moment, I have a lot of messages in which people leave me their condolences. My father was a powerful and well-known person, but I only inherited his things, his qualities were just developing inside me.

"Master Victor excuse me for interrupting you, but...your new suit is ready" I indicated to the beautiful girl who was under the door frame.

Elizabeth had amazing photos for sewing, it was one of the few skills that had caught my attention from her and the reason why she was getting extra money on top of her normal pay.

She gave her a mischievous look and then lifted me, I had finished my new outfit fast, it had barely been a week since I had asked her to design an outfit I would like, I wanted to test her skills, for some reasons, I knew that good talents should not be allowed to go to waste and I didn't mind trading on them.

"Show me what you made," I urge quietly as I smile slightly.

She leads me through the halls to my room, I had placed the suit folded perfectly on the corner of my bed, and she waited outside while I changed, but with my sexual desire so active I couldn't help but imagine her naked in front of me in the room where I am changing.

I look back to the door and once I finish I go to the mirror, he was shocked by the good cuts and folds that had the suit, it was of an ultramarine blue color I was ready to wear it for some important event. I had to admit that the girl had talent, a talent that precious is and natural.

"It looks amazing on me" I comforted her with my words and well I managed to make her heart flutter a little. I could completely hear her heart.

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Elizabeth narrates.

I didn't understand why he looked at me the way he did, I was being very innocent, but for some reason, I felt like the prey of a huge beast, I don't know how a man can make a woman feel that way. Victor was very handsome, but he was not the kind of man who wanted a woman, he was only willing to use them, I had seen him do it on more than one occasion and I was afraid of him, I had to be afraid of him, he was a dangerous man.

"At ease Bernard," I politely said goodbye to my co-worker.

I continued to my room and there I started my ritual to be able to sleep, since I was a little girl I had trouble sleeping, my father used to arrive drunk and beat my mother non-stop, my night terror was the same every night because after beating my mother, my father would visit my room and beat me.

I was just a helpless child back then, I had to hide my bruises when I went back to school, and I never failed to wear a sweater or go to the doctor with the excuse that I had fallen down the stairs, while my father worked to drink, my mother worked hard to support my brothers and me.

I never understood why my father was so aggressive, nor why he hated me so much, I wished my mother would leave him but she did not, so I opted to leave myself, when I managed to get a decent job in this mansion I was filled with relief because the late master Joshua had been commissioned to help me without even hesitating.

I was twenty-one years old, I was very young for all I had lived and yet I deigned to continue living, most of my money was sent to my mother, but my father surely took it away, I could never start my university studies and I had to keep this job if I wanted my brothers to have a decent life or at least better than the one I had.

I liked being a maid, all this I think while I change, little by little and I get into bed, I ate well, I had everything I needed to live when Victor was not there I did the shopping with Bernard, before me there were other maids more capable, but Victor drove them crazy with his beauty, he looked like a demon, I always thought he had made a pact with a demon because of the way women went crazy just being near him.

I get out of bed to turn off the light, a small detail that I had almost completely forgotten, smiled a little to notice that he was better than he told me a year ago and did not want to change his life for anything.

As I slowly start to fall asleep, I feel the touch of someone between my breasts, I remain completely still. I can smell his perfume, it's Victor, what is this man doing in my room? I thought I was sure of his deadly hunger. His hands slide down my body slowly over the sheets that were supposed to protect him, he doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping touching me, he wants to wake me up.

A few seconds ago I was asleep and calm, trying to rest and now he invaded my room and tried to abuse me.

I am afraid.

He gasps.

I had never been touched like this before, I was starting to get nervous.

"Master? Master?...what are you doing?" I ask desperately as I feel his lips against my neck.

"I am hungry Elizabeth...and you look delicious...I should have warned you before I came in, but you looked so beautiful sleeping I didn't want to wake you up and my hands moved by themselves to touch your body" he answers me shamelessly.

I was his closest prey, after all, I was the last servant he had left to have fun with, but I didn't feel the same way he was feeling at the moment.

I was filled with a little panic as I felt his hands on my breasts. I let out a moan and then a gasp.

He pulled back a little, he seemed to be sensing my rejection because unintentionally tears had started to come out of my eyes, I was scared, of all the things I could have been scared of he had managed to do it perfectly, I always thought I wasn't afraid of anything, but I was wrong.

I was afraid of Victor.

He looks at me for a moment and tries to hug me with gentleness this time, his body seems warm to me this time, he no longer looks like a wild beast looking for prey, this time he is a kind person, I was impressed when he gave in to that pressure, he did not touch more than he should this time and he was silent while I cried, I had never cried when my father hit me, why when this man touched me then I cried? I didn't understand much about the world, but sometimes I felt I didn't deserve to be in it.

"It's okay I won't touch you anymore" he murmured soothingly as I cried.

I took a moment to calm down and then managed to address him.

"Please-let go of me and go away" I urged with a stunned voice, I was trembling and didn't know what else to do to stop him.

He looked at me with darkness and I could notice a bright yellow light protruding from his eyes, he was somewhat shocked by my reaction, I guessed he expected me to give in to his touch and but he must not have known I was a virgin, I was annoyed and at the same time frightened by his so confident attention out of nowhere.

He slowly released me and then left the room with incredible speed.

The crying intensified after he left and from one moment to the next I was curled up in bed to continue crying, I was in pain, my legs were shaking and my face was burning.

My body stopped responding to me and I finally fell asleep.