Ivor was truly a beast in human skin. But little Meria was yet to find out even though she was already frightened. This is not Ivor's first prey. He has had plenty of them. He found it amusing and enjoyable to torture, use, abuse and mark. They were his. And she was too.
Ivor wasn't fond of remembering his previous girls. But he thought that Meria will be special. She will become something that she is not. And Ivor was going to create it. Though he saw potential in every girl he had, most of them gave out. All of them. But Meria was different, he felt it in his gut. The way she looked at him with her big round green eyes aroused him. The way her small frame was captured leaving no space to move sent shivers down Ivor's spine. The way she was bleeding made him want more. And the way she was still fighting... That's what made her different. She was a little rebel. Or his she-wolf yet to be tamed.
Ivor knew she was weakening. Not that she was strong to begin with. He just wanted to test her. But he did leave her be for that while. Ivor thought highly of himself. A generous man. He likes to give, teach and love. Well, force them to love. Force into love. But most important of all, he left her be even though he wanted to play. Ivor put his desires aside to let the little sweetling rest. Generous man indeed.
Ivor left the basement so that his worthless maidens would clean the little fighter up.
He just couldn't wait until he could play with her already. He knew he was being a bit harsh with little Meria. And probably gave a not so charming first impression. But Ivor couldn't care less. He would change it anyway. Change Nymeria. His pet.
He went to the kitchen to fix himself some coffee. It was a stressful day. While he was pouring his coffee he thought about Nymeria. She haven't eaten since her arrival which was 10 hours ago. That's good. He thought. The weaker she is, the easier it will be to handle. A little evil smirk crept on his lips. He often does that when he is excited. He likes to provoke. He likes to push to the limits and beyond.
He raised the cup to his thin lips and stopped as he heard a loud bang down the basement where Nymeria was. He clenched his jaw put the cup down and sped to the basement.
Seems that the maiden dropped her metal platter with aid kit equipment on it and everything else she was holding to clean up the scratches on Meria's face.
"What happened?" He asked with authority and dominance in his voice.
"S-she.. The little lady bit me." Maiden with the black ribbon on her wrist spoke.
Ivor's gaze went to Meria.
"Did you?" he asked calmly, yet he was amused and excited for what he was going to deal with.
She never answered. Ivor sighed heavily through his nose, clenched his jaw.
"Leave us alone for a moment, will you?" He addressed his question to the black ribbon maiden. Without any questions asked she scurried away.
Ivor strutted towards Meria. He was infront of her when he roughly grabbed her hair pulling it tight
