This was the second time in his life that he knew he was going to experience the worst. "Do you think you can do that?" Ava asked, looking happy, as she pleasantly pushed me towards an ice cream spot so that I could activate my elegance and get her more ice cream, faster. "You can do this, right?" she looked up at me.
And I scowled. "No, I am not doing that." The place caused aversion in me. The cheerful screaming, youngsters jumping from one place to another, couples holding hands, taking pictures, and looking happy with one another. "This place is horrible," I frowned at her and grumbled, "Why exactly did you bring me here?"
"If you hate ice cream, you can just say so," she folded her hands, the happiness in her eyes already turning into disappointment. "We can leave if you want. It won't make sense if you keep frowning anyway."
"Really?" Anyone would notice the joy in my voice, but when she shot those dull-looking eyes, I sighed and gave up. "Fine, I will get you the ice cream you want." Moving towards the line, I ignored others as I made my way to the lady selling it. She had long blond hair, and green eyes, and truth be told, she was beautiful.
"You can't just ignore the line and..." she stopped talking when I smiled at her, putting on my alluring face. "I know, miss, but then I have been standing here, waiting to hear your voice, but the line seems to take forever to reach my turn."
"He is lying."
"This isn't fair."
Others growled, but I ignored it, my gaze never leaving her alone. "I'm sure you taste just as good as your ice cream." A blush appeared on her cheeks, and I smiled. "I would have loved to chat, but I know you need to keep selling, and my little sister over there needs some ice cream, or she will go nuts." The lady turned and stared at Ava, who was grinning from ear to ear.
"Alright, s..."
"Call me master," I mumbled, knowing how that sounded. But from the looks of things, this girl would like to be dominated and taken care of by her master.
"Alright, master," her face turned even redder after the words rolled from her mouth. I collected the ice cream I paid her double for, learned her name was Julia, and then moved back to the pest in my life. "Here you go."
She collected just one and smiled. "You can lick the other. How did you do that anyway?"
"It wasn't hard, Ava. I am attractive anyway," I shrugged. Ava shot me a mystifying glare, and I told her my little sister was waiting. Patting her head, she slapped my hands off.
"I am not your sister."
"Oh, I know." Smiling, I looked at her face. "No brother wants to get into their little sister's panties." My words did the trick, and she always looked beautiful when blushing.
"We should go," she turned around and fastened her steps towards the haunted house. I knew I shouldn't have followed her, but I did, and I ended up regretting it. It was all dark inside, Ava holding my hand, her body shaking from fear. Any little sound, she would scream and cling closer.
When a zombie appeared out of the blue, I was surprised when she climbed my body. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her hands wrapped around my neck, and her face buried in my chest. "Ava?"
"Please," she sobbed, "take me out of here." Whether she was scared of darkness or just everything freaking her out, I exhaled. I held her tight and hastened my steps out of the absurd place, finally getting some sun and fresh air.
"Ava?"
She lifted her hand and stared at my face. "I'm sorry. I didn't expect it to be so dark. I hate darkness." I frowned because my life was full of darkness, not a single light in it. "You can let me go now," she mumbled, and I nodded, letting her go. I ran my hand through my hair. "We can go back now. I think I want to be alone."
"Hmm," my eyes studied her gently before speaking. "No."
She shot me a startled and confused glance. "Why not? I know you are not happy here."
"I said no, and I mean it," I replied firmly. Holding her hand, I pulled her towards one of the silly playthings children like to get into. After paying the necessary money, we stepped in, and it started moving in no time. Looking at Ava, she was happy again, yelling, laughing, and smiling. "Such a child."
There is more to Ava, something she is hiding, something that scares her, and I plan on finding out. "That was an amazing ride, Master," she chuckled. "Look, win me a Teddy bear." She dragged me to the machine, and after giving her some money, she tried but nothing happened.
"Let me do it," I said, pushing her aside. I tried the first time, but nothing happened, which was surprising. Ava chuckled, and when I shot her a glare, she zipped up her jacket, unbuttoning three buttons. I rolled up my sleeves and bent down to give it another try.
Ava stood there in shock, watching such seriousness from her Master Damon as he tried his best to win the bear. His tongue was out and his full attention was fixed on that bear. Who would have thought there was a side like this to Damon? "Master, it's okay. It's not important."
"Ava, it so happens that this bear is trying to defeat me, and I never lose," I growled, putting in another coin and continuing with my silly game.
What happened in that haunted house earlier made me smile. I never expected him to look at me with care. He can be kind and wicked, and nobody knows when his character will change, and that freaks me out.
"Master?" Hearing a lady's voice, I turned around to stare at the woman who usually sells ice cream. Why was she here? Why was she calling him Master?
"Got it," Damon smiled, holding the teddy bear. His gaze moved to the lady, his smile not disappearing. "Ava, hold it," he said, giving me the bear. He moved closer to her, and she blushed, and I frowned.
"I thought I would say hi to your sister."
"Is that really why you came here, Julia?" Damon furrowed his brows. "Here I was thinking you liked me."
"I do like you," Julia rushed her words, which got me frowning and Damon smiling. What game is he playing? Holding the teddy bear tight, I looked at Julia. She must be around twenty-five or twenty-six. She seemed mature.
I didn't want to see this. I should give them privacy. Turning around to leave, Damon held my hand, stopping me. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Anywhere but here." Frowning, he pulled me closer, and I gasped. His hand moved to my neck, and in a blink of an eye, he kissed me. Julia gasped in surprise, while I gasped out of pleasure.
When I unconsciously opened my mouth, he withdrew, frowning. "You do not go running when I don't permit you, understood?"
Frowning, I rolled my eyes. "Yes, Master."
"This girl needs to be tamed." He held my hand and ignored Julia as we walked back to his limo. Getting in, he shut the door and asked the driver to take us back to the mansion. He looked pissed. "You rolled your eyes at me after I worked so hard for that teddy bear in your hands."
I completely forgot. "Thank you." Biting my lower lip, I looked at him. "I just didn't like how you smiled at her like she was your precious."
Understanding what I said, I slapped my mouth with my hand, and a smile rose on the corner of his lips. "Oh, don't worry, Ava. You are my precious, and tonight, I plan on showing you exactly how I treat my precious."
"I don't understand."
"I told you I was going to spank you earlier, and then you punched my dick. You rolled your eyes at me, and you even asked to switch places with Evelyn," he said with a smile, and I realized I had made a lot of misconceptions. "But then you got jealous, which made me smile. Should I forgive you?"
"Yes!" My words came out in a rush, causing him to chuckle. Leaning in close, he kissed my neck and then bit my ear before whispering, "My silly little girl."