Caution

The first thing I picked up was a scent. A nice scrub foam with a lemon-scented liquid soap was being used to scrub my body. It felt nice, so nice, that I relaxed in a more comfortable position as I let the person continue whatever she was doing.

Without having to open my eyes I was suddenly self-aware of my presence. I could tell I was in a sitting bathtub, not the one I was used to. All the showers I have ever taken were standing up, but now sitting down, with my legs hidden underwater felt amazing. Not only did I feel pampered but I also felt like an overly rich royal person. I know what it feels like to be rich but not as rich as having someone bathe me.

When the person I had assumed to be Martha had finished scrubbing my hand she moved lower so she could do the same with my legs. I slowly raised my legs for her so as not to inconvenience her. She hesitated but soon took my leg and started to scrub on them.

I let out a content sigh loving how gently she scrubbed on my thighs. I threw my head backward, letting my lips part in pleasure as she scrubbed me so well. It felt like I was having a massage at the same time by a beautiful man with nice hands.

"Hades definitely needs to pay you two times more of whatever he is paying you, your hands work magic" I muttered but it came out as a moan.

I did not remember what exactly happened that made me pass out, maybe this nice morning bath somewhat made it hard to recall. But I didn't mind, not at all. It'll be best to enjoy my quiet time, while I still can.

"Is Hades always so… Cold?" I raised a question at Martha who was now messaging my shoulders. She didn't answer and I didn't urge her for one. It was completely understandable if she wouldn't want to say anything bad about her master.

"He definitely came to see me naked, right?" I questioned again but the only response I got was stiffness from Martha.

"Do you think he fancies me?" I questioned again, allowing myself to be a little delusional as I strolled my fingers around my chest down to my breasts. I moaned in ecstasy. I giggled at my delusional thoughts. I unknowingly trace my fingers past my belly button, my thoughts getting wilder the more I picture him. Us together in a room… Alone.

I giggled.

"But he's cold and mean!" I suddenly spoke sitting straight, remembering his cold demeanor. I crossed my hand under my boobs as I frowned. "I rather let the devil take my virginity than let an impolite god bed me."

I heard a huff and then footsteps from behind, it was as if Martha had a fit with what I said and she left angrily. I didn't catch a glimpse of her before she exited the room.

"Well that was uncalled for," I murmured to myself. I thought we were starting to bond. Maybe gossiping about her boss wasn't the right way to go about a conversation.

I grabbed a nearby bucket to rinse the soap away. I didn't know if the water was for that, but it smelled and looked clean enough to be used for my needs. I looked around for my towel and forced myself out of the tub before my skin started to look wrinkly.

I stood up carefully, as I stepped out of the water so I wouldn't slip and crack my head open. Luckily, there was a floor mat just nearby so I stood there and used the towel to clean my body.

I stopped mildly when my ears suddenly perked up at the voice coming from the closed doors.

"This must not be heard by a third party, not even her, do you understand? You know what I do to those who disobey me. You don't need me to remind you."

The voice spoke. It sounded a lot like the grumpy Hades.

I quickly made my way to check what the problem was but I was only met with the dark mist of Hades' disappearance. I turned to Martha who still has her head bowed in fright.

"What's the matter?" I questioned, somewhat concerned.

But she only shook her head and said "It's nothing, Master Hades was reprimanding me for an error on my part. Let's get you dressed"

She spoke out, not giving me room to insist on anything.

I didn't try to pry or insist any further so I gave her a nod, allowing her to take me to where I was going to get dressed.

I noticed a change in color in the bedroom I was given. A slight change.

"Martha?" I called, making her stop in her steps and turned to me.

"Yes, Milady- sorry, Aurora." She answered.

"Who's room is this?" I questioned

"Oh. Your new room."

"New room?" I questioned further.

"You don't remember?" It was her turn to question me. When she realized it was unethical to ask me that she quickly added. "I wasn't sure of what happened. You and Master Hades were upset, and soon the walls started falling apart and everything caught on fire. And you went unconscious in Master Hades's arms. That's all I can remember."

"And might I add something Milady?" She continued giving me a sorrowful look. I nodded my head giving her a go-ahead.

"Master Hades is one of the best masters I've ever had, he's a good master and he's very understanding. Only when you have come to understand his personality. He is only snappy and brings harm to people that disrespect him, even if it's the slightest. I believe that was why he destroyed your room earlier. Truly, I have never seen him exhibit a power like that before. Please be careful and watchful of your tongue. He rescued you today, but he might not again."

And with that, she bowed a little and went to the drawer that was situated opposite my bed to pick out an outfit.

How do I tell her it wasn't her Master that exhibited such power? I wasn't even sure myself till I felt it emanate from my bones. I didn't know I had that in me. Was I more dangerous than I realized?

"Aurora, come check out these sets. Master Hades asked his Royal tailor, the world's best seamstress, to bring the finest, made just for you."

I snorted.