Purchased As The Young Master's Pet

Alexander took a close look at the pet he just purchased, her eyes were filled on the floor, "Do you know what you're here for?"

"I am your pet, Young Master. Isn't a pet means someone that would take care of Young Master with all her life and soul?" She inquired with a trembling voice. Alexander arched his eyes at her, unable to believe he had brought a total introvert as a pet.

He began to approach slowly, taking each step backwards, "Pets do more of such, many dirty things," he remarked with a gory sneer, making her heart race with horror. 

Even though she doesn't understand what he said, "What do you mean, Master? I can also clean a lot....., "Pets supposed to satisfy their owners' desires, particularly sex. In summary, you are my pet, not my personal maid. 

Your responsibility is to behave in accordance with what I desire; failure will result in your last breath on earth," Alexander announced, and her back finally hit the wall.

Despite the fact that she was an introvert, she understood his comments meant something very dangerous!

"But right now, I don't need it; I want to taste your lips instead. I want to change that saint part of you into a total sinner," Alexander murmured quietly, causing a tear to fall from her eyes. 

Alexander was not concerned; instead, he closed the distance between them and raised her chin, making her face meet his crimson face, "Your tears mean nothing to me, pet,"

"I apologize for offending you, Young Master. Pardon me," Inara whispered as Alexander went away and slumped back in the chair, "Go to your room; it's next to mine. Stop standing like a stupid," Alexander shouted sternly. Inara quickly bowed and walked away. Thanking the stars for saving her.

Following that, a man and a lady dressed in bodyguard outfits entered the room, saying, "Young Master, the servants have been waiting there for hours. Their hands appeared to have already been burned as a result of the heat from the meal. We ask your forgiveness for them," Loxley pleaded.

"We've had other servants prepare you another breakfast. Apparently, the maids who prepare your meals were switched," Forest continued.

"I'll be in the dining room shortly; make sure my pet arrives even before I arrive," Alexander remarked coldly. Forest and Loxley understood why he didn't say what he wanted them to do with the maids because they knew their jobs.

"Sure, Young Master," they bowed and walked away. They walked towards Inara's room and grasped the door handle, which opened promptly. Inara was crying as she lay on the bed, her head between her legs.

Forest and Loxley exchanged glances before Loxley approached her, "Young Master requested that we take you to the dining room before his arrival," she said, making Inara's heart race.

She gazed up at her and mumbled, "Would he do dirty things with me there?" Loxley's eyes widened, but Forest only smirked. Of course, dirty activities can be done at any time and anywhere.

"It's a dining room, there's no room for such," Loxley consoled her, smiling brightly, "Really? Won't he claim he wants to taunt my innocence and make me a sinner?" Inara requested again, this time in whispers.

Forest burst out laughing, unable to hold it in any longer. But it was cut short by Loxley's deadly hard stare.

"Yes, he wouldn't," Loxley whispered to Inara, "But I need to tell you something important," She climbed onto the bed and whispered something in her ear, "Do these and I believe you'll be safe," she finished, boosting Inara's bravery slightly. She was scared of her so called Master.

When Alexander entered the dining room, he discovered Inara standing in a corner with her head focused on the floor. There were only two of them in the dining room. 

Alexander moved up to his normal spot and sat in the master-designed chair. With trembling but calm hands, Inara grasped the silver jug on the table and filled his cup with wine.

She dropped it and returned to her old posture, "What are you still waiting for, Pet?" he asked sternly. Inara furrowed her brow at him, perplexed, "Is there any more work for me?" she said, but then remembered Loxley's advice.

|Be sure to delight Young Master only; he despises bored pets|

As her warning reverberated through her mind, she swiftly took the cup of wine and handed it to him, "Young Master, please have some wine," she whispered gently, her head lowered as usual.

Alexander stared at her and collected the wine from her, but to her surprise, he poured it on her dress instead, "I'm sorry, Young Master," Inara apologized.

Without further ado, she grabbed up the hot water jug and attempted to fill it, but his harsh voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Wait," he says, and Inara drops the jug back on the table, "Young Master, do you want me to get you some cold water instead? Or perhaps it is a newly prepared meal?" Inara spoke quickly, hurrying through her questions.

"Worthless," Alexander murmured, "Feed me, Pet," and Inara immediately began sweating abundantly on her forehead.

"Feed me, or you want me to implore force on you in the most sweetest manner?" Alexander qurred sinisterly, staring into her eyes, he saw a flood of fear and worry. He is drawn to her naive gaze, and…