Magisterial • z.m.

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Zayn's pov.

I glared at Ivory as she made her way out of my sight.

That girl needs to start listening to me.

I immediately excuse my self from the dinning room and make my way to her room.

I knocked and waited, until she finally opened the door.

"What do you want?" She asked in a derogatory tone.

"Look, I don't want any fuss with you, but you're getting on my last nerve" I told her, making myself clear.

"Zayn, I don't want to put up with you."

"I told you to call me master!"

"Why? Why call you that if you're a prince?"

"Because, it makes you feel inferior" I told her smirking.

Wow I was an ass.

She stared at me with envy, shown clear in her eyes.

"Well? Are you going to start listening to me or what;"

"Or should I punish you?" I asked her cooly.

"Punish me! I don't care! I don't want to listen or obey you and your stupid rules" she said ragging at me.

"Alright, you have it the hard way at your command" I told her, raising both of my arms up in surrender.

She'll get it the hard way.

She'll eventually listen to every command that comes out of my mouth.

She'll learn.

*

"Alright Niall, lock up the rooms" I told him, shooing him away.

"Yes master" he said walking away, grabbing the keys.

Niall's pov.

I made my way to every room, making sure they were locked and secured.

My last stop was at Ivory's bedroom.

As soon as I made my way to her bedroom, I noticed that she was peeking out her door.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I asked her, curious about what she was about to do.

"I'm trying to escape this shit-hole, but I can't, help me!" she said whining.

"Good luck doing that. And if you think I'm going to help you, you're totally wrong." I snorted at her.

"Now get back inside, I have to lock your door" and without a word she went back inside, which I was thankful for.