Chapter 2

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Aiden's P.O.V

I get back from one of my calling work for the day, and it's already 11 A.M I know right away I should start on cleaning and cooking. I grab some cleaning supplies and start mopping everything until they are sparkling clean. Mistress loves a clean environment and I know coming home to a clean place always make her happy, and when she is happy, she is a very generous person. I make sure that I reach every little spots, and after I'm done, I do the laundry, and iron the clothing.

This is what I do daily now. When I was younger, i and my older brother were raised in a traditional way household, where the wife cooks and clean and the husband go out for work. I used to think that way as well, until I started to realize that such a way of living is absolutely ridiculous. Though my brother doesn't think so as well, he definitely isn't a fan of doing household chores, and I can't blame him either, he is more busy than I am.

I start preparing the food for lunch. And then suddenly, I get a brilliant idea.

Ah, I may as well bring lunch for mistress. Her lunch is in two hours, which mean I can cook for an hour and deliver it to her just in time. I don't know why but cooking for her brings great joy to me.

Her favorite food for lunch has to be something energizing, so a lot of carb will do. I cook some white rice with boiled vegetables and some meat substitutes, since mistress is vegetarian.

And when I am done, I put everything on a decent sized black lunchbox and put them on a small bag, and since the car is used by my brother, I have to grab an uber and drive to her office.

As soon as i arrive there, I can feel the stare of people. I hate it, I hate when people stare at me as if I am a weirdo. Both me and my brother have experienced those stares, i don't care if they are based on short admiration, I still don't like it.

"Miss Damesmith, please" I tell the front office lady and she asks me who I am and what my business is

"I am her boyfriend, I brought her lunch"

She looks at me with a slight confusion, but I try to ignore it, and then, she tells me to wait for a little bit. I take a seat on one of the chairs and soon enough, the lift opens revealing her, and... someone else. A man.

Mr Falcon.

"Aiden, what a surprise, what have brought you here ?" She says as she opens her hand to give me a hug, but I don't respond to it, as I stare at Mr Falcon. I don't like this man, I have seen him trying to flirt with mistress once, I don't like him at all.

Mistress looks a bit surprised, but she quickly puts on a smile

"So, what are you doing here ?"

"I delivered your lunch, i thought you may need it"

"Ah, I was about to take her for lunch at a restaurant, you don't have to" Mr Falcon speaks and I glare at him. Mistress seems to notice this and she quickly gets in between us.

"Aiden, thank you so much for this, I really appreciate it" she takes the lunch from my hand and give me a warm smile.

But the shade in my face never leaves me, and she notices it and her face grows stern.

"Thank you for bringing me this, but I think you should leave now" she tells me and I look at her with disbelief on my eyes.

"Are you telling me off ?"

"Why do you get so defensive ?" Mr Falcon steps forward and ask me with an annoyed expression, why does it matter to him ?

"Okay, enough !" She says half shouting, I know right away, when she looks at me with a sharp glare. I am in trouble.

"You know what's waiting for you when I get home, pet"

She whispers to me in a low and dangerous tone.

"Now you should go home, Aiden" no question. She mouths at the last part.

She turns and get on the lift, Mr Falcon stares at me one more time before following her inside.

I silently curse myself. I was supposed to make her happy, but my own jealousy consumed me and now, she is angry which directly means her punishment is waiting for me.

F*ck it.

I take out my cellphone to get a taxi back home and when I get home, I am no longer in the mood to clean, but I know that it will be much worse if I don't finish my house chores, so with a heavy heart, I continue working, and when I have spare time, I continue on the current computer program I'm working on and an hour before Ethan and Mistress gets home, I make some dinner for the three of us.

Ethan gets back first and at that moment, the dinner is ready.

"Hey, Aiden, what's with that gloomy face of yours ?"

"Earlier, I went to bring mistress' lunch, and guess what ? I saw that Falcon guy, I freaking hate him"

"Let me guess, you lost your sh*t ?"

"Yes"

"Oh, someone's getting punished tonight" I look at him and My level of annoyance has increased by now.

"You are not helping me, Ethan" I tell him, and he walks toward the stair.

"Easy, bro, Look at the bright side, at least you can-"

"No, you know when she is upset, she won't touch me at all, until I'm on the verge of breaking down, you know that, don't you ?"

"I know, but still, she loves us, she wouldn't stay upset for long, especially over little matter like this"

"But what if she does ?"

"She won't, I promise"

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The door opens and I already position myself like how she likes it, on my knees, completely naked and with my head down.

She walks in, silently, not even minding my presence, it hurts me when she ignores me, usually she would pat my head and tell me how good I have been, not this time. She remains silence as she removes her shoes and stocking, but when she sees the food at the dining table, she speaks calmly.

"Rise, pet"

I do as she says, and follows her, Ethan is upstairs, probably taking a shower, she tolerates him a bit more when he doesn't get in the right position when she comes home because of 2 reasons.
1. He is also working and she knows how tiring it can be
2. He isn't being punished right now

Soon after that, Ethan comes downstairs and all of us have dinner together, like we usually do, Mistress gives Ethan a smile and she compliments him on his good work for today, she usually does that to the both of us, Ethan smiles back at her and he thanks her. The dinner is delicious, however, I feel like I am the main dish for today. The dinner is silent, but this time, it's the kind of silence that makes me scared, unlike the usual silence at breakfast.

It's the silence before the storm.

After we are done eating, she tells Ethan to do the dishes as he obeys as he gathers the dirty plates and start washing the dishes, I stare at her with pleading eyes, while she stands up and walk passes me, not even bothering to spare me a glance, I know this is a part of the punishment, but then when her feet reaches the very bottom of the stairs, she whispers.

"To the playroom"

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