The Art Date

Arabella could not believe her ears.

She still sat still in shock, blinking rapidly as she stared at the empty door her master had just walked out from.

It was hard to believe what he had just said - even though he had been doing a lot of nice things to, and for her. She had not expected this, it was almost too much.

Fucking too much and out of her expectations too.

Once he was out of the dining, she did not waste any more time, trying to even eat or whatsoever.

She pushed her chair backwards and jumped up from her seat. With a bright smile plastered on her face, she gathered all the plates on the dining and rushed to the kitchen to drop them.

Once she was done, she hurried into her room and searched her wardrobe for the most suitable dress to wear outside the walls of the mansion.

This was her first time going out, and she had to look good. Not just for herself, but for her master too.

She couldn’t wait to see the look in his eyes, once he saw whatever she had worn, and she knew