I pulled her into the room, the door clicking shut behind us, sealing us in the dim light. Her body was rigid against mine, trembling slightly.

Her heart beat frantically beneath her thin uniform. My hands slid from her waist to the small of her back, pressing her flush against me.

Although I could have just manipulated her to do my bidding, where would the fun be in that?

"Shhh," I murmured, my voice low. "Just a little fun. No one needs to know."

Her breath hitched, a small, terrified sound. I leaned in, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

"You're a pretty thing. Has anyone ever told you that?"

I didn't wait for an answer. My mouth found the soft skin of her neck, and I felt her shudder, a mix of fear and unwanted sensation.

Slowly, I backed her towards the large bed, my movements inescapable.

When her legs hit the edge, she fell back onto the mattress with a soft gasp, her eyes wide and fixed on me as I loomed over her, a predator ready to claim its prize.

Her hands flew to my chest, a weak attempt to push me away. "Master Ace, please," she pleaded, her voice cracking.

"I... I can't. I have a boyfriend. He works here, one of the bodyguards. His name is Khold."

A slow, wicked smile spread across my face. I didn't stop my advance.

"Khold?" I chuckled, the sound low and dismissive.

"You don't have to worry about him. I'm sure he'll be glad you're able to repay my goodwill to everyone in this mansion with your body." I paused, shoving my knee between her legs, forcing them apart.

The fabric of her skirt bunched up around my thigh.

"Besides," I continued, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "if you're a good girl, I'll reward you. What do you want? A luxury bag? A car? An apartment in the city? Name it. I'll give it to you."

The fear in her eyes began to wavered.

She was thinking about it, weighing her meager pride against the glittering prizes I was offering. It was the opening I needed.

My hand slid slowly, under the hem of her black, long maid skirt.

The material was rough against my skin as I traveled up the smooth expanse of her thigh. I found the thin barrier of her panties underneath, the lace damp with a sweat of fear.

My fingers brushed against the fabric, and then I slipped underneath, finding the warm, soft folds of her p*ssy.

I began to stroke her, a slow motion designed to melt her resistance. Her breath hitched, and her body tensed, a silent war being waged within her.

"Master Ace... I can't," she whispered, but her voice lacked conviction.

I leaned closer, my breath hot against her ear.

"Can't? Or won't?" I increased the pressure of my touch, my fingers circling her clit with a maddeningly slow rhythm. "Think about your boyfriend. What can he give you? A small room? A modest salary? That's nothing."

I let my words sink in, my fingers never ceasing their exploration.

"I'll double his salary," I offered. "Triple it. You'll both be set."

Her breathing grew heavier, her hips betraying a slight, involuntary rock against my hand.

She looked at me, a single tear tracing a path through the light dusting of powder on her cheek. Her lips parted, and the word that came out was a breathy, defeated surrender.

"I...I'll do it."

A triumphant smirk twisted my lips. I didn't waste another second. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and ripped them away, the flimsy lace tearing with a satisfying sound.

I freed myself, my c*ck hard and demanding, and positioned myself at her now-soaked entrance.

I'll make her forget about her boyfriend not through mind control but an experience so out of this world, that no man would ever satisfy her except me.

"Forget about your boyfriend. Tonight, you only have one man." I didn't slam into her. Instead, I pushed in slowly, letting her feel every inch as I stretched her wide.

"Master!" Her back arched, a choked moan tearing from her throat as I filled her completely.

This marked only the beginning. She would be trained properly, step by step.

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Two hours later.

I woke up feeling refreshed. Sophie lay on the carpet, completely exhausted after twelve straight rounds of training with me. I only stopped when she could no longer keep going.

"It's already late. Get up," I commanded, my tone flat.

I walked over to the dresser and poured myself a glass of water, offering her one as well.

"From now on, you're promoted to my assistant, like Alice," I said, patting her head for a job well done. "You'll get triple your salary, and no more menial chores."

Her eyes lit up in excitement.

"There's one catch. You have to break up with your boyfriend."

Her eyes widened. "But... Master Ace... you said you will give him a raise."

"And I will," I confirmed, a cruel smile touching my lips. "Consider it a severance package. I don't share my toys, Sophie. I don't want anyone else touching what's mine."

I reached out, my fingers tracing the curve of her jaw, a possessive gesture that made her flinch.

"You belong to me now. Your body, your pleasure, your loyalty. All of it. He can't have any of it."

I stood up, looking down at her. "If it makes things easier, I'll tell him myself."

She stayed quiet for a moment, thinking it through.

"Please handle it, Master," she spoke at last. "I've made up my mind. After everything that happened, it's clear he and I were not meant for each other. I want a fresh start… by your side."

"You made the right choice. Fine, you can head back to your room. I'll handle him tomorrow."

Although mind control could've made him forget, it didn't sit well with me to keep him.

Firing him after handing over enough money to retire was less complicated. See? I'm not a bad guy at all.

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