Zayn's pov.
"Niall! I said go lock all of the doors before you go to bed!" I told him demandingly.
"Y-yes master" he stuttered as he got the keys to go lock all the doors.
Shoot. I forgot to explain Ivory what to do tomorrow. I mentally slapped my self for forgetting.
I shall do that tomorrow morning, for now I'll go to sleep.
*
As I woke up from my slumber, I jumped out of bed and into the shower.
I disrobed and got in the hot sprinkling shower, waiting to be used.
I made my way to my dressing dorm and quickly went to change into a fresh pair of clothes.
I pushed a button on the wall to call Niall, my higher slave.
"How may I help master?" Boomed Niall from the speakers.
"Wake everyone up, except Ivory, I'll take care of her." I enjoined him.
"Alright master" said Niall.
I briskly made my way to Ivory's bedroom and knocked on her door softy.
I waited a couple of seconds until she opened it, revealing herself.
"Yes Zayn?" she asked, quite rudely may I add.
"Call me master! You're my slave!" I shouted raving.
She nodded.
"Anyways, I came here to tell you that every morning at 7:00 am, everyone comes to the dining room and eats with Malik family. Also, you do chores later on in the day." I added since we were already discussing.
She just nodded once again at my statement.
"Alright I'll see you there in a few" and with that I went out the door.
YOU ARE READING
Magisterial • z.m.
Fanfic120 years later, the Malik family becomes the rulers of England. Making Zayn, Prince Zayn. They make some changes into the world, 'For the better'. What happens when Ivory becomes his slave? © @zaynmoans