She trembled in fear as she made her way to his room. It is tonight, the time she will fulfil her duties to her master, which is serving and pleasuring her master in bed. After all, that is why he bought her. Who is she? Imogen, a beautiful young lady who just turned eighteen. When she was eight, she got sold by her mother to a famous auction house that deals with selling girls as sex slaves to the noble. After being tried at the auction house, she got sold to one of the powerful man in the country. The popular and feared noble man in the kingdom, Lord Simon Sebastian a man of many mysteries, cold-hearted and brutal, the rumours of his brutality spreads across the kingdom most especially to his slaves. However, imogen got sold to him as his slave, at that particular moment, she knew her worst nightmare has just begun. What happens when her master falls in love with her?And his cousin who she considered a friend also confessed her feelings to her. It would only make it more worse if people finds out that the two noble men is in love with a sex slave. Now, the real question is who does her heart belong to? "I will save your friend if you give me what I want" Her master said to Imogen who was on her knees pleading. "I belong to you, Master. You don't have to ask, my body already belongs to you" "Yes, it does. But there is something I don't have yet" He stated. "What is that, Master?" She questioned with her head down. Lord Simon squatted to her level. "Your heart, I don't have that yet. And I want it, I want it to be mine, mine only"
View MoreFear, she hasn't experienced that in a while. The only man that has ever terrified her so much was Simon. And he has been good to her, even more than good, but sitting in front of Beldon here makes her quiver, whoever he is, she knows he is no ordinary man.And the look he gives her is so fearsome, that she could guess who he is, especially after seeing him with Edward's servant Marcellus. He is so similar to Simon and Edward. It is so obvious, who he is but the reason he is here is what scares her.She wished to leave. To get off this carriage, but running won't solve her problem, with the three men outside and Aria as their hostage, it is hopeless.She took another look at Beldon who took a seat in front of her."You must be Simon's new mistress, you are more beautiful than I thought. Do you know who I am?" Beldon asked while Imogen shook her head like a child being interrogated. That is how she feels in his presence, weak and worthless. Intimidating by a man she just met in just a
"This isn't what I foresaw today to be, he isn't supposed to be here watching you selecting your wedding attires. It was meant to be a surprise, how is he going to be mesmerized by your beauty when he has already seen everything" Imogen complained, as she looked back and rolled her eyes at Carter, who was walking behind them with a few guards.Aria gleamed, she was delighted that Carter was here with her, even if it wasn't as her lover but as Imogen's guard. She is still pleased, but it makes no sense if he has seen everything they are going to use for the wedding dress."But it isn't like we can push them away, he is here under the lord's order to protect you""From what? Am just his mistress, not his wife, and yet I have more guards than I need. It isn't like my life is in danger, I don't understand why I have to go around with these guards. It is frustrating""I guess that is the price you have to pay for being his mistress, I heard the news has spread around every region in the ki
Nothing can be compared to how she feels now, her husband's betrayal, Gila's words and even more."Let's go to them" I requested but Maggie shook her head."Your Highness, please.." I ignored her plead and headed to the door when she heard some noise outside which made her halt."Do you hear that Lady Victoria came back and she is with the prince?""I did, I wish I could see them together. The other maids said they look good together, better than this new princess. Sometimes I wish the prince never married her, there is no place for someone like her in the palace. Even Maggie is tired of being her maid, I heard she went to the chief of maids and requested to be put under another royalty, no one wants to be under a foolish princess especially when her place isn't yet secured" The other maid said and they both laughed, Freya gasped and her hand leaves the door handle.She turned to Maggie, hurting not only by their words but their betrayal. Her maids are supposed to be her best friends,
Many acknowledge her to be a failure, who went from her higher place to a lower place. Many pity her because she is a young lady who lost her husband, and few fear her because none of what they think of her is true.The ride stopped, and the door opened while Victoria grinned and stepped down. Take a glimpse of the mansion in front of her, a place once called her house until her parents discarded her.Marry her to a man she never loved, all because of power. And shocking that is one of the reasons she came back, for power and love.To conquer Avis."Well, well, well, look who is here. The almighty Mrs Victoria Fearington or I guess not since your husband is dead. You can't be called Mrs Fearington either miss, how sad. You must still be grieving, my dearest. I understand, how you feel....""Insolent" Victoria disgraced, cutting her father Mistress Dorcas short. She turned to the servants in front of her."Take my stuff to my old room, and take some gifts to my mother, They are from th
The smile on Imogen's face, expanded more when the door opened and he walked her in.Never had she thought, she would be able to enjoy this luxury. Having a big room like this was not part of her plan, Simon held her hand and kissed it when she left her mouth widened open.This was unexpected, yet beautiful."Do you love this? I thought you might not like it since it is old but if you don't"Is he serious right now? She might not like it, this was the biggest room she had ever been to, maybe not as big as Simon's but..., it looked so beautiful, with its glowing crystal lamp, and wooden furniture, she looked at the big bed and then her golden closest, the pretty furniture mirror she has ever seen, and most importantly now her room.Which isn't in the slave quarter, but near to his. This is one of the rooms, he never allowed anyone to enter but now hers. Her room looks like that of a Princess, a fantasy she has only read in books but is now hers. Hers, she can't stop using that word.
Waking up this morning felt frighteningly unusual to Imogen, she tossed and felt Simon's strong hand tighten on her waist, listening to the soft rhythms of his heart. It was the first night she had ever shared the morning with him in peace, without worrying about what would happen the next morning.Even though it was unusual, she felt so much more peaceful than ever. And it scares her so much, being in his arms like this might make her weak again.'Am starting to think you regret this, with the look on your face" Simon said while Imogen gasped surprised."You were awake?"Simon raised his head, and rested his cheek under his palm, staring at Imogen like she was all that mattered and she was.All that matters."I have been awake for a night, to be honest, I couldn't sleep. I was scared that when I woke up, you might disappear, regretting that you agreed to be mine" He admitted and tucked Imogen's hair behind her hair while Imogen smiled."One might think you are badly in love with me,
Poppy stared, shocked by his request. She can't believe he wants her to poison Imogen, why? It is just so cruel to a girl who has never done anything to him. Maybe her only sin was being Simon's woman, but none of it was her fault. She is just as helpless as any other slave, just like her. "I.....I... Please take my life, but I don't think I can do it" She said and got on her knees while Lucien looked at her with no emotion written on his face. "Oh," He curled his lips and squatted at her level, and raised her jaw, in a hurtful way. "Then you won't mind if I inform your former master where you are now, I saved you from your brutal master who wanted you and your son dead. If I let him know about your location, he won't hesitate to come to find and kill both you and your son. Or will it be better if I do it myself, I mean kill your son and hand you over to him" Lucien threatened and Poppy's eyes flickered with different kinds of emotions. "Not my son, please" She clamped her hands t
She pulled him closer and kissed him, while he responded to the intimacy before she stopped. She pulled her hand on his board chest, and looked up at him, with a shaky breath."As long as you don't have regret, then I also don't. So, tonight don't think about anything else than you and I" He gently held her neck and crashed his lips against her. Imogen gasped in surprise and his tongue slid in, possessing her with his mouth and his tongue. It feels so good, to be kissed by him. She hates to admit but if she had left with Edward, she would surely miss this. Her possessive master and now her lord. The kiss got more intense, as they kept moving back not breaking the kiss until her back hit the wall. Simon halted and looked at her with nothing but desire and love, he wanted her so much. And she does too, the passion for each other was there. Apart from her desire, he couldn't find anything. It hurts but he wasn't expecting more than this. "Get on your knees" He requested while Imog
The red garment slipped off her body and she stepped inside the warm water of the bathtub, filled with red roses. She relaxed her body into the soothing feeling of the water's warmth, as two slaves washed her, with Poppy behind them inspecting their service to Imogen, tonight, there could be no mistakes. Imogen wondered if the letter she sent had reached Edward and if Aria was now safe. Decisions were meant to be made, and she made one, she chose to abandon Edward and hold Simon's hand. Regret? if she had one, she would not have made this decision earlier. "We are done" The slaves announced and she stepped out from the bathtub, her body was then dried by the slaves with clean fabrics, it sure felt good to be cared for in such a manner, it almost made her feel like royalty, but she knew she couldn't be farther from royalty. They sat her down in front of the mirror and they started dressing her. "Do you know you have the most beautiful hair I have ever seen?" Poppy addressed her as s
Imogen's gaze was glued on the mirror which was fixed on the wall, she took a look at herself, admiring her beauty.Similarly, the mirror was giving her full access to her body. The beauty, many will wish for, but not her life.The life of a slave, not just any slave but a s3x slave.Women of high values and importance, noble ladies, they all wished for her beauty but she wanted their life, to be someone that's respected and valued.It pays to be born ugly and be rich than being born beautiful and be a slave, if your master tells you to die, you do so without hesitation, go naked around the town and you do or face bitter consequences.That is the life of a slave, the fate of a slave. You don't have permission to live the way you want it, your master determines how to live and when you die. And today that kind of life just began for her, because she will get sold today, to her new master, the one who w
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