Brutus left in the morning with a horse and it was already evening, yet he was not back from wherever he left to yet.
Casablanca felt like she was going crazy.
In the farm, there was work for every servant and maid under the employ of the chief. Since traveling back in time though and giving Casablanca the sacred experience of his touch, Brutus managed to buy himself a few privileges.
Since traveling back in time, he abandoned all his work in the chief's farm, including farm work and other menial activities in the chief's home.
The other servants and maids working in the chief's farm noticed this, but none of them dared to voice their discontent.
Afterall, they were not blind. They could tell that Casablanca, the chief's favorite wife suddenly had favor for the young servant.
It built resentment among the other servants but none of them dared protest, definitely not against the chief's favorite wife.
Chief Rarluk was an abusive husband, but no one cared, he had the power and money to do anything he wanted in this world of cultivators.
As a Neophyte realm cultivator, he was one of 3 most powerful people in the village. And as the ruler of Luvre Village, he was the richest, having been embezzling funds from the public for years already.
And as the main representative of Luvre Village to the Red Phoenix Sect, he had the greatest connections among everybody in the village.
This was why no one dared to cross Chief Rarluk's path.
And this was why none of his wives left despite his abusive nature. Despite the fact that he also beat Casablanca, all the servants and maids knew that the chief did even worse things to his older wives.
Casablanca was still by far his favorite wife, and it was mostly because she was new. Once the chief grew tired of sex with her, her status would quickly transition to that of the older wives.
But till then, none of the servants and maids dared cross her path.
That day specifically, more questions were already being asked as the servants wondered where the hell Brutus had been since morning.
And not just the servants either, one of the chief's children also asked.
Urus, the chief's 15-year-old son already had a beef with Brutus after being humiliated by his step-mother yesterday due to the good for nothing slave.
This was the reason why today, Urus refused to go bird hunting with his friends, rather deciding to stay here in the farm because of Brutus.
He was just 15 but he already developed a twisted mentality just like his father. 'That whore won't be there to back you all the time!'
'When she leaves the farm, you'll be all mine'.
'And I promise you slave, I'll torture you! I'll make you regret ever humiliating me!' Since morning, he had been plotting but the most painful fact was that the slave he plotted against was nowhere to be seen.
"Where the hell is that bastard?" Urus was losing his patience.
He asked a few of the servants in his father's farm, and all of them said they didn't know where Brutus went, leaving him even more angry but most importantly, he started becoming suspicious.
As the sun slowly started setting, meaning the approach of night and still no sight of Brutus, Urus became suspicious.
'What is that fool up to?'
Thinking of what the fool did yesterday though that made his father punish his favorite wife, his eyes lit up in an epiphany. Urus snuck up to the horse pen and that was when he confirmed it.
Chief Rarluck was the richest man in Luvre Village. He had 14 horses in his pen, excluding his beautiful white horse but at this moment, after Urus counted, he discovered that there were only 13 horses in the pen.
And since none of the chief's wives could ride a horse, and the fact that all of Urus' older brothers were out of the farm, Urus arrived at a conclusion.
'It's that fool!'
'He rode a horse out again despite father's punishment yesterday!'
'But when?'
He was angry for a moment but he quickly calmed down, smiling deviously. 'When doesn't matter, what matters is that he took a horse'.
Thinking of Casablanca and her big breasts, a piece of smooth flesh he had been fantasizing for years to grab and play with, a devious plan materialized in Urus' mind. 'I don't know how, but what matters is that Casablanca let him take a horse again despite father's anger'.
The next moment, Urus walked up to his step-mother's bedroom before knocking on the door. "Casablanca". He called.
Casablanca stepped out with an irritated look on her face. "You disrespectful boy," she scolded. "How dare you call your step-mother by her first name?"
Instead of flinching in fear like before though, Urus grinned lecherously, staring her up and down, not even bothering to hide the focus of his gaze.
Seeing this little 15-year-old boy look at her in such a lecherous manner, Casablanca felt anger rise in her heart but before she could speak, he did.
"I already know your secret".
Casablanca paused, she stammered. "W-what secret?"
Hearing her stammer, Urus grinned. "I don't know why, but I know that you let that fool take father's horse out again".
Casablanca just stared at him for a few seconds before dragging her into her room. She looked outside, confirming that no one saw them before closing her door and then she turned, focusing on him.
From the look in his eyes, she knew that he came here with a plan.
"Urus, what do you want?"
The 15-year-old boy raised his arms dismissively. "I don't care what forbidden thing you're doing what that slave, even if you're having a secret affair with him".
Hearing that term 'secret affair', Casablanca grimaced.
Urus continued. "You may f*ck him all you want, but I want too".
Casablanca paused, stunned. "W-what?"
Urus stared at her lecherously, a look of 'are you dumb?' on his face. "Do I have to be explicit? I want you to f*ck me, right now".
"…"
"…"
"…..!"
Casablanca just stared at the 15-year-old boy, then she growled. "You must be out of your mind! Get out of my room!"
"Fine, I'll just tell father when he returns before your slave boyfriend".
"Wait, stop". Casablanca had a difficult look on her face. "Urus, please, demand for something else. I'm your step-mother, I can't do that".
"But you can do it with a slave," he smiled coldly. "Dream on".
"That is the only thing that I want".
Casablanca gritted her teeth, feeling like strangling him in a thousand pieces, and then she sighed. "Ok, I agree Urus but it can't be now".
"Why? Father is not around".
"I know, but there are countless maids and servants in the farm". She blushed slightly. "This is broad daylight; they'll hear me moan".
Hearing that, Urus' face turned a bright shade of pink. "Ah, umm, s-so what do you suggest?"
"At night, let's do it at night".
Urus stared at her, slightly in disbelief at how easily she agreed. "Don't you dare go back on your word".
Casablanca smiled at him. "I won't".
About an hour later, Chief Rarluk finally returned home.