Sold to Him

"Do I yearn for a taste?" he asked, his deep voice surprising him. His gaze fixated on me, as if I held all his fascination. Lost in thoughts, "What should I do?" I pondered as he inched closer, despite the urge to flee or resist, I found myself trapped against the wall by his presence. "Oh, how intensely I despise this man," I sighed inwardly. The combination of his intoxicating scent, powerful body, and captivating emerald eyes left me reeling. I knew it was morally wrong, given his fiancée, yet that very fact fueled my attraction. Suddenly, his cool voice shattered my daydreams, "Lie on the bed and part your legs," reminding me of my role as his servant. "Yes, Master," I replied, my heart heavy with conflicting emotions.