"A pet?" Cerys cocked an eyebrow in confusion. , "I do not seem to understand what you mean" she added.
Cerys's throat felt parched, she wondered if the tea on the table was poisoned. Still, she was dehydrated, so she picked up a cup. Cerys could feel the man's eyes on her, watching her as she drank her tea nervously, the cold detachment on his face giving way to a contemplative expression. He takes a deep breath before he speaks, his voice measured and even.
"A pet…meaning you would be my companion"
Cerys is taken aback by his words, unsure of what he means by 'companion'. "What do you mean? What would my role be?"
Ryu's lips curl into a faint smile. "I want you to be my pet," he says, his voice low and seductive. "To live in this estate with me, to serve me, and to share in all the pleasures that I can offer you…that's before I eventually break you" he smirked.
