Chapter-1

Author Pov

“Take care of yourself I will miss you,” Maria said hugging Rose who sighed heavily patting her back with a poker face.

Her eyes for a second met her aunt who wanted nothing but to hug the young girl and again apologize for everything that has happened in her life but Rose only rolled her eyes at her concerned eyes and turned around.

She didn’t even spare any glance at the orphanage and took a seat in the car. Her eyes suddenly brought some beautiful yet sad memories back. She gulped heavily closing her eyes.

I will always be with you.

A small joyful voice echoed in her ears as she took a deep breath still keeping her eyes shut. Her heart thumped against her chest when another memory hit her.

Remember me, Rosie.

With that, she snapped her eyes open taking deep rapid breaths as she looked out of the window. They reached her master’s mansion. And she didn’t even notice it.

She jumped off the car and walked inside the mansion only to find a young man keeping a hard face standing there. He came forward to Rose and tried to grab her suitcase but she shook her head.

“It’s fine I can manage.” The man didn’t say anything only nodded.

“Come mam I will show you your room.” Rose nodded and they entered a room. It was nowhere luxurious or rich kind room. It was a simple room with a small-sized bed and a small cupboard in the corner. The mirror was attached to the cupboard while there was one more door and she knew it was a bathroom.

Rose sighed heavily knowing very well. He hadn’t given her any room in the mansion but a servant one. And it’s not like she felt offended. She simply doesn’t care.

She opened the cupboard and found it empty. The man didn’t even have any decency to buy clothes for her but Rose had no problem as she brought a few clothes with her.

She placed her suitcase in the cupboard and looked around the room. And only one thing caught her attention. The window. The window wasn’t as vast as her orphanage ones but still, she was happy she could at least lookout.

She walked closer to the window and looked out with her usual emotionless gaze. She had to admit the view was indeed beautiful. There was a garden in front of her window and it was beautiful.

She stared at the view getting lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice someone entering the room.

“Mam.” She visibly flinched hearing the voice coming out of her stance. She turned around only to find an old woman standing there with a tray of food in her hand.

“I didn’t know what you might like so I brought everything I could.” Rose walked towards her and nodded her head grabbing the tray from her.

“Mr. Hunt doesn’t like to eat with people. He prefers eating alone that’s why he instructed me to bring food to you in your room.” Rose looked at her nodding her head. She was thankful she didn’t need to see his face.

“Thank you I can eat anything edible. I don’t have preferences.” Saying that she took the plate in her hand and started eating the food silently.

The woman stared at her for some time before walking out. She couldn’t help but look into the young girl’s eyes. So damn cold. Her gaze was so chilly that she felt goosebumps spreading on her skin.

The girl seems so different than the girls Rafael used to bring. He always had preferred shy, submissive, and timid girls. She indeed looks extremely smaller than Rafael but nowhere submissive or shy.

She’s just way too emotionless to be shy.

Rose was finally done eating and decided to bring the tray to the kitchen. She had no idea where was the kitchen but she still decided to follow her instincts. It’s her habit of washing the dishes she used for eating.

She finally reached the kitchen and sighed in relief. Her room is actually near it. She placed the tray and grabbed all the dishes and started washing. She even noticed some dirty dishes lying in the sink so she decided to wash them after all she has nothing to do anyways.

She frowned suddenly remembering she hadn’t asked the old woman’s name. She couldn’t even find that woman in the house anymore. She finally finished the dishes and wiped her hands using her dress.

As soon as she turned around a small gasp left her lips as she stepped back in a surprise finding a hard chest being towered over her body. Her hips collided with the edge of the counter as she looked up.

Her surprised-filled gaze turned blank once again when her grey eyes met with the shiny blue ones.

“Fiore, what are you doing here?” He said placing his large palms on the edge of the counter beside her body trapping her between the slab and him.

He leaned his face down to her level as he stared right in her blank ones. Rose internally gulped seeing the man in nothing but a towel around his waist. Even his hairs were wet. He looked like he just had taken a shower.

“I was washing dishes, Master.” Rafael breathed out as he bit his lower lip. The word master seems so damn addicting from her lips. He wanted to hear her calling him master again and again.

“I see. Where is Stella?” He asked as he slide one hand to hers and took her tiny cold hand in his large warm ones. Her hands were freezing as she was washing dishes with ice-cold water.

“Who Master?” Rafael hid her cold hand in his large one so he could warm it. He looked into her eyes and tilted his head to the side a little.

“Stella the old woman who gave you food. Did she? ” Rafael suddenly frowned asking her if Stella had given her food as per his instructions or not.

“Yes, Master she did give me. But I don’t know where is she now.” Rafael nodded his head and stepped back straightening his back. He grabbed her both hands in his this time and brought them to his lips.

He let out a warm breath rubbing her hands together. Her dainty hands were too cold for his liking.

“Next time don’t touch cold water. There are two taps. One is of warm water.” He said pointing at the sink making her nod her head.

Rafael stood in front of her only in a towel kept on staring at her without blinking. Her hands were still caged in his. Her blank eyes were stuck on his chest while Rafael’s were stuck on her.

He had no idea why but there was a strong pull he was feeling towards her the moment he had met her in the orphanage. The way her eyes lifelessly looked at him did something to his stone heart.

The innocence in her eyes was evident even after all the coverage of blank emotions. And it wasn’t his first time witnessing such innocence. He had a lot of submissive and shy innocent girls before.

But there was something different about her eyes. There was innocence but a different kind. And he had no idea of what kind?

“Look at me.” He breathed out making her look up at him. Again those blank eyes met his dark ones.

He slid one arm around her tiny waist gently pulling her against his chest making her look down knowing very well what was coming. And she had already made her mind.

He placed his other hand on her cheek caressing it with his thumb. His blue dark eyes stared deeply into hers as he leaned against her face brushing the tip of his nose against hers.

“Mio Bella.” He whispered in his thick Italian tone before pecking the side of her lips making her hold her breathing back for a second. (-My Beautiful)

Her hand on its own went to his bicep as she held him feeling her chest going back and forth rapidly in anticipation. His grip on her waist tightened as he slowly dug his head in her crook.

And damn that scent. That seductive scent of hers blurred his senses to think about anything else. He felt her shivering against him and that made him smirk in satisfaction. He knew no matter how much she try to show that all this doesn’t concern her but still his touch will definitely bring out some emotions from her.

From the time he had seen her in the orphanage he knew he wanted her. He knew he wanted to destroy that emotionless facade. He wanted her to understand who can dominate her. Who owns her. She needs to fear him.

And this was the time to claim what was his.

He leaned his face down to her ear brushing his lips against her earlobe. He whispered making her gulp down.

“Are you ready Mio Fiore?”

Claim this body it’s yours, Just don’t expect to have more than that.

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This book is a dark romance containing a heavy erotic theme a lot more than Yes, Master. So beware.

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