Young master Jungkook's pet [LIZKOOK]

10

She had been unsure to use the bath knowing well the bathroom didn't have a door of its own and if any time, the man of the room decided to enter, her very soul would combust out of shame. Lisa still remembered the few days she had to spend by stripping away her clothes along with the other slaves who were part of the slave establishment. When the water touched her skin, it took a while for the dirt, sweat and mud that had stuck to her after the fall to loosen to be pushed down to mingle with the water she was in. The tub she sat in turned light brown in color. Unclogging and clogging the water to allow freshwater, she poured the water on her head over and over again until the knots started to smoothen at the ends of her hair.

A shiver ran down her spine making her realize she had to step out of the tub before her body would catch a cold again. Taking the towel, she gently wiped it around her body while also making sure she had cleaned herself well as she didn't want any dirt on the white fluffy towel. Peeking her head out of the curtain, she made sure that there was no one and started to dress in the dress that was previously placed on the bed by the butler, Taehyung

Lisa wore the dress which was pale floral in color with flowers that was splashed here and there. The sides near her waist had lace which she was long. Unsure of what to do she wondered if she was supposed to let them be. Unsure, she started to rotate around the lace which was thick to finally be able to tie it behind her with a small knot which she hid as if the dress was woven this way.

As she had turned and turned the lace, it emphasized her small waist which increased in width where her hips were located before the dress flowed down. The sleeves weren't long and were rather short that stopped just before they could start properly. It was a beautiful dress, who knew that slaves had such a privilege. Maybe it wasn't that bad, she thought to herself. Lisa had been so into dressing herself that it was while she was tying her hair did she wonder why she was dressing up. She stared her reflection, a frown coming to place on her forehead. It was if she was looking forward to showing the dress she had worn. Just as thought started to invade her mind, the door opened and her head snapped to look the man who had bought her. He looked handsome, some of his hair combed back while he left the other half to hover over his forehead. 

"The dress looks lovely," Jungkook complimented, taking in long strides into the room to see her in the dress, "Don't you think. I was worried that it might not look so good but I must say I have an excellent choice when it comes to most of the things," he smirked. And all the while he was blowing his own horns, Lisa didn't speak a word.

And then suddenly he said, "You can now take off the dress."

Lisa who had previously been frowning frowned further by his words. She took a step back without breaking his gaze.

"Little mouse, don't tell me you liked the dress," Jungkook tilted his head while gauging her expression which appeared to look at him skeptically, "The dress was bought for one of the high Duke's daughter. She has been asking me to meet her to shop and I thought what better way is there than gift her a dress. She is of your height," the man raised his hand to a level where Lisa was much taller making her seem like a dwarf but in truth, she was short when compared to him. He was a rather tall man like many pureblooded vampires that she had heard before. She did feel like a mouse in front of him. When he snapped his fingers in front of her, it broke her trance-like state where she was talking to herself to look back at him. An annoyed expression came to form on her face which he smiled.

"I should discipline you to turn you to be a good one or would you rather prefer I send you to the slave establishment for some time so that you learn not to make faces to your master," upon hearing his words Lisa quickly schooled her features and looked down at the floor. This demon sure knew how to use the current situation to his advantage. She regretted internally for opening her mouth and letting him know about her not being a slave. Even though she didn't have a mark, that didn't erase the history of records of her being a slave. It was jeopardy she had put herself in which she couldn't come out.