All Chapters of YES, MASTER (The Luther's Empire Series): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 Drunk on the sweetness and warmth of their kisses, Samara slowly opened her eyes and caught her young master’s tender and needy eyes. She closed her eyes again when Jasson caressed her cheek and gave her other warm kisses. “Happy anniversary, baby.” “Happy anniversary, Master,” they greeted in unison. A sweet smile draws on Samara’s lips. Her eyes were radiant as she stared at him. It’s been a year now, but she still couldn’t believe she was in a meaningful relationship with her master. It seems like it’s been a while since they painted the town red in the first month of their relationship in the same place— here at Sky Eye. And now that they’re celebrating their first anniversary, Samara has no idea that Jasson would rent out the entire amusement park so that they could use the place alone. They’re actually celebrating it late. Their relationship

Jasson's forehead was tangled as he adjusted his necktie, and when he got pissed, he took it off and threw it on his bed, which his sister Anastacia caught up with. “You should get married so you have someone to fix your necktie,” Anastacia teases Jasson as she picks up the tie and approaches her brother. She knew that Jasson didn't usually wear a necktie, even in the office. Her brother has no patience for wearing that piece of clothing, except during his relationship with Lucy, who was his necktie fixer. “You should dress nicely because I have a surprise for you,” she said as she put the necktie on him and handed him his black suit. But instead of asking, Jasson just nodded while wearing the black suit. “Thank you,” he responded, frowning. The two attended Peter Ross's wedding together. However, instead of heading to the function hall, they went straight to the chapel at the back, where the wed

Jasson closed his eyes tightly as the whiskey he was drinking landed in his throat. He slowly lowered the glass, which created a noise over the counter. For some inexplicable reason, he is currently in the exclusive bar and has been like this for a few nights now. “Hi…” a soft voice said, and warm breath hit his neck, but he ignored it. “Alone, huh?” The woman at his side took the whiskey that should have been his. She sniffed it and then brought it to her sexy lips to sip. “You can't enjoy the night alone, handsome,” she said seductively. Her full breasts, whose cheeks were already exposed due to the deep groove in her v-neckline dress, were practically touching Jasson's right arm. Heretofore, he would probably heat up immediately in this kind of situation; now, he could no longer understand himself. He feels that he is already impotent or can no longer have sex. And it only started that night. Damn it! Jasson glanced at the woman. He knew the lady. Daisy Rosie is a famous actre

SAMARA looked around the entire mansion. Today is the day of her flight to India. She seems to have been oblivious to the passage of time lately. She even prayed that her 10th-grade year would never end.But it’s just like that. Not all wishes are granted by fate. Instead of slowing down, progress seems to be speeding up every hour. She didn’t realize that she had already moved up from junior high. And she had to leave the island she grew up on.She didn’t know if she would ever come back here or if this would be the last time she would see the beauty of the mansion and the entire island.She looked up at the magnificent staircase in front of her. It was carpeted in crimson, and at the top of the step were new satirs on either side leading to the rooms. There are five guest rooms on the third floor in addition to the twelve rooms occupied by the Luther brothers on the second floor. And the size of each room is no joke.She was the daughter of the Luthers’ female butler and driver, but

"REALLY, JASSON? You canceled our schedule just to be with that kid. She's just your maid, isn't she?" Ruth's forehead furrowed as she confronted Jasson. But just a few seconds later, her upturned eyes widened when she seemed to infer something from the look Jasson gave her."Oh no! Don't tell me... Jasson, are you out of your mind? She's only sixteen, for God's sake!" "Shut up, Ruth. What's going on in your mind?" Jasson calmly replied, his attention focused on his laptop."My instinct never fails me, Jasson. Is that why you haven't gotten married yet?""I'm not yet ready to marry, Ruth, and that is my reason.""You are not ready? Or she isn't ready yet?"Annoyed, Jasson leaned on the backrest of his chair with his arms folded, before staring blankly at the lady standing in front of his desk. "She's eighteen years younger than me, Ruth. If you see me showing any concern for her, it's because she's no different from the rest of the family. Samara is just like my younger sister," he s