Randy Demetrius’ carriage pulled up to the high Manse. Eying it triumphantly. He stepped out and stretched. His eyes taking in the grounds and gardens.

Everything which was now his.

His footmen gathered his things and prepared to take them in.

Randy, the new Lord Demetrius, was a man of stalky build and moderate height. With shaggy reddish hair and rich brown eyes. A wealthy spoiled man who had long desired the prestige that came with being Lord of his own House.

His offhanded air garnered him all the attention from women he wanted. Except the one woman he’d always wanted.

Belle Demetrius.

Ever since the first time Randy had set eyes on her he’d wanted her. And it hadn’t taken much sweet talking to work himself into a position to visit her father regularly.

To get his hands on her as often as possible.

Everyone around him was easily charmed and he could’ve long ago swayed the girl to be his mistress had it not been for the overprotective scrapper that always seemed to be hovering around her.

Such were Randy’s thoughts as he entered the foyer of Demetrius House. His parade of servants walking behind him. Knowing better than to meet his gaze as he turned to verify they were properly tending his things.

“Ginny!” He barked through the house.

Belle’s lady’s maid scampered down the steps and rushed toward him. A joyful smile brightening her rather plain face.

He put up a staying hand which brought her to a screeching halt. Making her eyes fall to the floor and her hands twist into her skirts. “Why is your mistress not here to greet the new Lord of the House?”

“Belle?” Ginny blinked.

“Yes...” He said harshly. Giving her an impatient look. “Who else would I be speaking of?”

“She has left the House.”

“To go where!” Randy snapped. His fists rolling into white-knuckled grips.

He’d carefully maneuvered himself into her house. Ensured that her father would no longer prove an obstacle. Only to find she was absent.

“She has gone as ward of Bodin Charters. To Charters House.”

“What?” Randy hissed through his teeth.

The little whelp had somehow jerked her just out of Randy’s reach. Again.

He was getting rather sick of the man’s interference.

“Ginny.” He caught her upper arm in a biting grip. “Come. We must talk.”

He pulled her from the room. His grip bruising.

***

Once he’d drug her into the servant’s quarters under the stairs, he still clutched her arm and swung his palm to backhand her in the cheek.

“How could you let her leave? You knew my expectations.”

“I did everything you asked.” She clutched her cheek. Whimpering as she cowered from him and leaning back in a crouch as much as she could while still in his grip. “I poisoned the old Lord...Everything...” She whined.

He glared at her. His gaze shining with the urge to punish her.

“Please, My Lord.” She ducked her head. Tugging at his wrist.

“Ginny...” He said in an evil tone.

“I’m a simple house maid, My Lord! I can’t control the acts of My Lady and certainly not that of Lord Charters. He’s unmanageable!”

“He is that...” Randy’s lip curled maliciously. “But we’ll be managing him soon enough.”

***

“On your knees for me, Ginny.” He demanded.

Sobbing she reluctantly dropped to the wooden floor. Knowing the door wasn’t locked and anyone could walk in on her humiliation at any moment.

“Please, My Lord.” She peered up at him with huge blue eyes. “Don’t-”

But he’d already caught a fistful of hair at the back of her head and freed himself from his pants. He jammed his rod into her mouth. Sliding it along her teeth and to the back of her throat.

He tipped his head back and moaned in satisfaction. “Your mouth is far better on my cock then when running with your incessant chatter.”

Gripping her hair painfully he forced her forward and back along him.

She gagged and whimpered but he was heedless. Beginning to surge his hips forward to delve further into her mouth.

“That a girl, Ginny.” When he was fully erect, he stood her up and pushed her against the wall.

A tear trailed down her face. “Please be gentle.”

But he’d already thrown up the back of her dress as he flattened her against the wall with an elbow between her shoulder blades. “Perhaps I’d have been kinder like our times before if you’d done as I’d directed. Now I’m angry with you. So you’ll damn well take what I give like the pitiful house maid you are.”

Without preamble he caught himself in his hand and found her puckered her hole between her cheeks.

Lurching forward pressed her flat against the wall. Her fingernails digging into it as he ravished her ass from behind.

She sobbed but her whimpers only seemed to incite him.

“Go ahead and cry for me, Ginny. Like the worthless little wretch, you are.” He pounded her harder. Making her pelvis bounce against the stone wall.

***

His hands slid up her back to bite into the tops of her shoulders. Holding her in place for him.

Ginny was tempted to cry out for help but what good would it do? She was a house maid, and he was now the Lord of the House. Fully grasping that concept, had her body tensing. Making his ministrations all the more painful. As her body closed around him.

“Now you’re as much mine as this house. I’ll take from you what I want. When I want. And you’ll receive me, like a good girl.”

Ginny bit her lip and put her forehead to the cold stone. Trying to separate herself from his harsh words and what he was doing to her.