Chapter 6: Please Don't Send Me Back, I'll Make Amends
"Your Highness, can you tell us why you want to go there? We had heard some nasty things about the Young Master. Why…., "It's just rumors; we never know if they were intended to tarnish his image," Inara immediately stopped her off.
"We could have, but we had no idea how to get there," they both admitted regretfully, with Inara nodding in agreement. Is it true that she won't get to see him again?
Yivanne walked into Inara's room the next day and found her in a bad mood and refusing to eat.
"Your Highness, what happened, you aren't eating your meals," she mumbled worriedly, but Inara simply broke down in tears, "Am I a cursed child?" Inara asked in between her sobbing.
Yivanne understands her condition; her parents were always severe with her and were never willing to listen.
However, this was not because she was cursed. She knew it was her father's fault; she knew him to be a self-centered man.
"Your Highness, you aren't cursed, "Then why was I treated this way? My own parents despised me so much that they sold me out! I want to leave; I don't belong here!" Yivanne went to sit with Inara after she yelled in tears.
"I understand your pain, is there any reason you want to go to Duke Empire?" She asked, "I just want to go and see a friend," Inara lied, biting her bottom lip, because it was clear she was lying for the first time to her.
"A friend? You've never told me you have one," Yivanne murmured warily, lifting her eyebrows in expectation, "I was sold to Duke Empire after spending months on the Black Market. I just wanted to inform that friend of mine that I wouldn't be seeing her again. Only for the short time,"
"What if your parents asked of you?"
"They won't; I'm always indoors; you can stand in for me, "Sincerely, I can bring you to Duke Empire, but I'm scared for your safety," Yivanne said honestly; she has been Inara's closest friend since she was a youngster.
"Really? You will take me there!" Inara remarked, Yivanne could feel her face light up with joy; she had always wanted a friend and she is overjoyed for her now.
"Yes. We could actually sneak out now. I want you to be careful, but don't worry, I'll bring you a carriage,"
When Inara arrived at Duke Empire, she realized she couldn't get inside, even without her disguise. Yivanne simply knew how to get there; she had no idea where she was going or how soon she'd there.
However, desperate not to be labeled as an intruder, Inara took a different way. In her attempt to evade the guards, she moved deeper into a building, which was quiet and intimidating.
Inara went on to discover an appropriate solution, but was interrupted halfway by a frigid voice.
"What are you still doing here?" echoed the voice, and Inara stood still, her heart racing. Nonetheless, she looked around and saw the unexpected person, "Young Master?" she asked, her tone slightly happy.
"I asked you a question," Alexander stated coldly, dismissing her totally, "I couldn't stay there; I'd like to remain your friend. . I mean Pet until my last breath on earth," Inara said in a weak, panicked voice.
"It's useless, you're a princess,"
"A princess without dignity is nothing. Please do not turn me down, Young Master. I do not want to return; I enjoy your company.
I enjoy being with you," Inara said unconsciously; when Alexander lifted his eyebrows in surprise, Inara quickly adjusted her words.
"I apologize, Young Master, I didn't mean it that way," she said, "You should leave; you don't need to disguise yourself; I already knew it was you," he added, wanting to depart.
But Inara falls on her knees and begs him profusely, "Young Master, my relatives despise me. Wouldn't it be better to avoid those sorrows and seek a proper solution? I promised to devote my entire life to you! I don't care if I become your Pet until I get grey hair!"
For several minutes, there was silence between them. Alexander attempted to go away but instead spoke quickly, "Go back to your room, and don't disguise yourself," and walked away.
"Thank you, Young Master!" Inara screamed frantically after him, with a strong smile on her face. She knew he wasn't a good person in front of everyone, yet he was her life savior.
Someone who freed her from her wicked family– and no matter what, she'd always choose to become his.
Several seductresses knelt in between Alexander and caressed his face, but he paid them little attention; he was only there because he had to be.
Alexander stood up from his seat and went out of the hall, which he found uninteresting. As he moved down the passageway, he noticed a lady attempting to reattach her garment.
Seeing her bare back would have turned him on, but he felt nothing.
He proceeded by her, but he felt her firm grip on him as he tried to ignore her, "Your smell is quite pleasant; would you like to feel me?" She requested in a seductive tone, but Alexander arrogantly responded, "No,"
"You are also in need, huh! I could make you feel amazing, instantaneously make you become aroused, I could," Alexander pulled her against the wall, cutting her short abruptly.
The lady gazed at him with longing and beguiling eyes, wanting to feel him completely inside her, "You're a witch!" he declared, surprising the lady, but she kept it hidden, "Yes. Will that prevent you from making me yours? Furthermore, you smell very intoxicating,"
Alexander pressed his lips against her, a surge of want rushing through him; he wanted to hear her groans, and even his simple kiss contained the lust the lady was suddenly seeking.
The lady responded lustfully; his lips felt exquisite against hers, and she wanted to taste him thoroughly. They pushed the door open with the force of their entwined bodies and entered the room, still kissing madly.
Alexander pushed her to the wall, only his developed body touching her, and let his tongue to slide deep into her lips. His hand traced to her dress strap and loosened it, allowing a finger slides in instantaneously, causing her to lose her wits as she gasped in response to his actions.
He loosened his robe and dug his dick inside; it went straight, eventually hitting the right cords in her, "Umm," was the next sexual moan that escaped her lips.
She entwined their legs, and Alexander quickened his tempo; his focus was on causing her to plead for mercy. Nonetheless, he refuses to move forward. Alexander pulled away from her while she was still moaning.
"Leave now!" he shouted without looking at her, "What happened? I thought we….., "Get out, I say," he said, his voice harsh and vicious.
The lady picked her dress, and walked away, afraid of his terrible and chilly arua, and could not ask any additional questions. Alexander wore back his robe and departed without making another appearance.
Alexander never sent for Inara during the day; Inara then proceeded to his room, which was locked.
Her subconscious keeps telling her he's probably trying to ignore her. So Inara waits for him outside, in the pouring rain, and she doesn't mind being sick afterwards– her mind is focused on apologizing to him.
After a few minutes of being soaking in the rain, she observed a figure strolling past her, and she knew the face. That was him!
"Young Master?" Inara mumbled in a faint voice, "You should get to bed,"
"May I ask why I am being shunned, Young Master? I promise I'll make amends," she blurted, making him pause and tilt his face at her, "Coming back here is a major mistake; just because I forgive you most of the time doesn't mean I won't mind to hurt you,"
His words hurt her small soul, and instead of letting him know, she lowered her attention quickly to the floor, "I promise to serve you with all my life, and I'd like to make amends, Young Master. Please, I still want to be your servant," Inara muttered fiercely, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Why was her sole friend turning her down? She is truly a dreadful disaster,"Young Master, I pledge to do everything you want. Just don't send me back there," her delicate body collapsed on the muddy floor.
A drop of rain landed on her eyelids, while her body swayed to the rhythm of each drops falling on the floor.