Chapter 11 Silly GemmaAUTHOR’S POVGemma jabbed at her food lazily; she didn't seem to have much interest in the food. Ezekiel watched her closely with his under-eye. She is trying to get her way out of the house by throwing a tantrum. But he knows better than to let her get her way this time. Suddenly, Gemma threw down her cutlery, wiping at her mouth with a napkin. "I'm heading out!" She announced, pushing the chair back. "You haven't even eaten half of your meal." Her mother, Daniella, commented. Ezekiel cleared his throat, taking a sip of his water. "And where do you think you are going, young lady?" Gemma scoffed, "Where else, dad? I am either shopping, hanging with the girls, or spending time with Gael." She stressed the name so much everyone winced on her behalf. "How did I birth such a shameless child like you?" Her father spat in distaste. "Ezekiel!" Daniella called out softly. "Easy, uncle." Ezra, who had been extremely quiet, chipped in. He shook his head stubbornl

Chapter 13 Her RoommatesNIA POVLike a cat drenched in water, I stood in the doorway pleading with my doomed roommates to please let me in after a long day working in the kitchen. The both of them drew a line between the door and the room. They dared me to step forward while they sat on each side of the room with a whip. I thought they were joking about whipping my leg if I tried to move. The first step, a painful sound escaped my lips when both whips landed on my feet simultaneously. I glanced back at the hallway, hoping for help. But I knew no one would come, and I hoped for a miracle. Somebody must have informed the other maids what would become of me this evening, and as usual, none of them would try to stop such wrath from being unleashed on me. I hate that I am getting used to their foul treatment. It would have been better if someone tried to come to my rescue. At least, that might have given me some courage. It seems far-fetched now. Wiping at the tears in my eyes in resolv

Chapter 15 Reselling the half-breedGAEL’S POVI moaned softly, throwing my head to the back at the delightful feeling of Sarah's warm mouth over my dick. Of all the women I have gotten down with, she gives the best head. Whenever Gemma chooses to act up, I get reminded of how better Sarah is in everything. She grinds and sucks like it's the only thing she was born to do. Grunting hard, I nutted into her mouth. It's her fault for being so good at it. Pushing her away from me while she got herself cleaned up, I pulled up my trousers and threw myself into the bed. The door opened abruptly, and I almost cursed Sarah's generation for making such a ride exit. "What the....." My words hang in the air at the sight of Ezra. "What happened? You, get out." I bickered at Sarah, causing her to scurry off. Ezra rubbed his forehead, pacing the room back and forth. "How much is the half-breed?" Sniffing, I stared at him, feeling a bit confused. "What sort of question is that?" "Don't act like

Chapter 17 No HealerGAEL’S POVMy head aches badly. I tried hard to avoid drinking too much and ended up with a hangover. But here I am, wincing at the hammering in my head. Sitting up, I yawned loudly. On both sides of my king-sized bed lay four of my concubine's butt-naked. A delightful grin spread out on my face as I smacked the two near me with both hands. They moaned in response to their sleep. My life is incredible!Slapping each of them harder, I kicked at the one inching close to me. "That's enough. You all should get out." I ordered. After what felt like forever, the four left, leaving me to myself. I stared blankly at the wall. I don't know what it is, but I haven't been in the best of moods for days. It probably has to do with Gemma's absence. But then, deep within me, I know it's not. For some unknown reason, I am beginning to regret signing the deal with Ezra to let the half-breed serve the packhouse for just a year. Left to me, she doesn't deserve to roam about so fre

Chapter 19 The Mistress, the whore.GAEL’S POVI was about to get a blowjob from Sarah when the door to the study burst open abruptly, letting in Gemma. Without warning, she threw her handbag at poor Sarah while letting out an ear-piercing scream. Her face looked quite rough, like she had been playing in the mud or pushed to the wall roughly. The poor girl she hit out of the blue ran without being told what to do.Zipping up my trousers, I gave her a disapproving look. "I do not like how you always barge in on me with no ounce of respect," I stated. Tears laced her eyes as she stood in front of me. "I have only been gone for a few hours, and you are already getting down with one of your sluts?" "I'm not going to discuss my private life with you." "Won't you ask me what happened to me?" She stomped her feet, sobbing. This problem is my own doing. I have no one to blame. Inhaling sharply, I smacked my lips. "what happened to you?" Gemma burst into tears. "you won't believe what Per