Iesha's povI tried to hide my curves with my arms because I felt so uncomfortable. "Do I have to wear this? Of course I have to, its what the master wants." I answered the question I asked myself. He cleared his throat to gain my attention, his eyes still examining me. "Let's go." He said casually and for the first time I felt a sting of pain not being complemented. I turned to Belle and waved at her before moving behind my master. He moved swiftly and being unable to cope due to the shoes I was wearing, I called his attention. "Master." I called out softly, I was panting heavily and my hands were signifying for him to stop. "What is it?" His red eyes gazed at me from my head to my feet. "My feet, it…" I was about to say 'hurts' when he carried me in bridal style, earning a gasp from me. I felt a tingling sensation when our body made contact, his hard chest brush against my arms but what I couldn't understand was the smirk on his lips. When we got to the car, he placed me gent
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