The Blackest Market (Claude F. x Servant! Reader)

The Blackest Market - Part 3

"Caspia...David...Step Forward." 

You both stood at the edge of the desk waiting to be ordered. The man in grey turned around in his chair and his golden eyes glinted in the darkness of the room. 

"Caspia..." You jumped at the sound of your new name, but stepped closer to the desk and curtsied. 

"You are now my personal maid. You will wake me in the morning, bring my food at meal times, and make my tea when I desire it. You will also entertain guests when there are parties." He smirked, and gave a low, evil chuckle. It made you shiver as you nodded. 

"Yes,Master." All you could do was follow the orders you were given until you found a way to run away from this place. 

"David" The little boy stepped close and gave a low bow. "Yes, Your Highness." 

The man snarled, "Do not address me like that!" He slammed a fist down on the desk as the boy trembled slightly. "You shall address me as Master or Sir. Understood?" He growled softly as he leaned back into his chair. The young boy nodded and gave a small, barely audible whimper.

"David...You are my new errand boy. You will deliver mail, run for groceries, and shop for my clothing. You will also need to learn to drive a car. If you cannot learn how to effectively drive the car within two weeks, you'll be fed to the dogs. And if you think I'm joking wander into the basement if you can stomach the stench." He chuckled and stood to look at you both.

"David you are dismissed to go with Renard. Caspia, you will stay with me for the time being." He smiled mischievously as the two men walked out the door and closed it. "Now then...come here..." He directed you to come closer to his chair and you obeyed. 

You walked closer and before you knew it he yanked you closer to him by the wrist and had pushed you over the desk. You gave a small squeak of surprise and wanted to resist him, but against his strength it was useless. "Hnnn...I knew there was a reason I liked you. Your voice is soft and sweet, your body has the perfect frame. You'll be a wonderful maid I'm sure." He leaned over your body, that was still pinned to the desk, to whisper softly in your ear. "I think in time you'll grow to like working here. So any thoughts you had about running...well...let's just say that if you run, you won't live to see the next day." 

Before you could utter a retort you felt him slip his hand into your underwear and begin squeezing your butt. You gasped softly in surprise but then you began to wince in pain. He was burning a seal into your back side, where no one could see. "I don't have a master at present but contracts can work both ways. If you do not obey my every command. There will be consequences. That is what this seal is for, do you understand?"

You turned your head to face him, hatred in your eyes. "Bloody Demon!" You spat in his direction but soon fell to the floor when his hand struck your face. "NEVER SPEAK TO YOUR MASTER THAT WAY AGAIN! AM I CLEAR?!" His eyes flared a demonic pink as he bared his fangs, the sound of his growl filling the room. 

You scrambled back to the wall, holding your cheek. Slowly you nodded and tears began to fall from your face. "Y-Yes, Master." The words sent a shiver down your spine. 

Claude looked at you and sighed, falling back into his chair once again. "Stop your crying, it's pathetic." He threw a handkerchief at you which you took and used to wiped the tears away. Slowly, you stood and folded the cloth to hand back to him. "Keep it..." He looked out the window, watching the crows fly by. "The color suits you." 

For the first time you noticed the color of the handkerchief, it was a light golden color. You carefully folded it and placed it in the pocket of your apron, remaining silent until the man took notice of you. 

He stood and walked over to you, taking your face in his hand. "Forgive your Master, to strike such a beauty, it pains my heart but you must learn your place. You understand?" You kept your gaze low but nodded softly. "Heh...Obedience. Good girl, let me reward you." 

He leaned forward and softly pecked you on the lips and your face burst into a bright red blush. Your first kiss. Your lips stung softly and you whimpered a bit, half in pleasure and half in fear that he would do more, but he let you go. "I desire tea. Jasmine will do." He sat back down and kept on working, like nothing had just happened. You blinked in awe and stood dumbfounded for a few seconds, that is, until Claude barked the order at you again and you scurried off to find the kitchen.

What had just happened? He branded you, he KISSED you! And now he was acting as if nothing happened? You decided to push the incident to the back of your mind, and hurried to go and make the tea.