The Prisoner of the Sadistic Master

Mr. Ryan

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Brugh

I woke up when something soft hit my face. I woke up with a face. I opened my eyes and saw Ryan looking at me flat and sharp. He hit me with a pillow, even though it didn't hurt, but I was quite upset.

"Why. Don't like?" The cold, piercing look on her catapulted at me.

The deg!

It seems like he was still angry about yesterday.

I'm speechless.

He threw his bag in front of me and I caught it. "Call me Master and never touch me. Your job is tidying up my entire house because I've fired all the workers. Do the office work and get all my equipment ready every morning." Flat talk.

I'm hooked, huh?

"If you don't accept it, I'll punish you with a whip with the executioner who did it."

I was surprised to see Ryan's 180-degree change with Ryan whom I had previously known.

My heart was pounding, afraid to see the look in his eyes as if showing death and vengeance.

I bowed and nodded.

"Do everything and my return must have been completed. Understand."

"Good sir."

He went and slammed the door.

I rubbed my face, how could I survive here? I run away is also useless, he will arrest me and will give more punishment, right?

Rather than wasting time, I do everything quickly.

***

I was lying on the floor after cleaning the house and everything for hours. This house is quite big and makes me almost die working on it.

Thankful that the previous ministry had cleaned this house yesterday so thoroughly that it felt more helpful to me.

I looked towards the clock. At 3pm.

Damn it! I haven't even had a shower yet and Ryan's office work isn't done either!

I let the fog go straight to the bathroom to clean myself up. Worked on Ryan's office duties and was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

He was so crazy to have me do a task that he stacked 40 cm high and up with a pile of 3 piles.

I leaned on the chair while breathing in more oxygen to my lungs.

I looked towards the wall clock.

Embassies...

There was the sound of a loud kick of something powerfully.

I went out of the room and looked at Ryan angrily and the chair slammed onto the floor.

"You want to kill me?!" His anger at me made me jump in shock.

"Where's my dinner?! You're shirking your duty!" His screams.

My eyes are scared.

What happened to Ryan?

I went to the kitchen and cooked something. I was really scared, but I couldn't fight back. I was wrong because I was alone with Dion, who I didn't even know who Ryan meant yesterday and I was even confused whether Dion was human or not?

I looked towards the kitchen. I really didn't really understand much about food, all I knew was fried rice and eggs because that was my only meal in my previous life, I never cooked anything else because there was no money.

My head was getting stuck when Ryan came back to the table.

I see very expensive ingredients and I don't really understand how to cook them. Even onions and chili staples for fried rice are absent.

There's a vegetable leaf that I don't know its name. Paprika. And other strange materials..

Gee whiz... What am I gonna do?

I remember something.

A burger!

I've eaten it. Of course I know what's inside!

I took the bread, I split it. Then I heated the pan with a little butter and then I put the piece of bread there. On that day I whipped eggs and took a sausage that was the size of a melonjong fist. I cut it as thick as usual for the meat that was in the burger layer. I lifted the bread and put it in a plate.

Back heating the butter and frying the eggs, after which I fry the sausage meat anyway and then I set them aside and then turn off the stove.

I took celery leaves and coated the bread then sliced tomatoes and cucumbers and put the meat and eggs. After that I cover it again with slices of tomatoes and cucumbers and then the bread cover.

I gave it to Ryan and saw his expression as he ate it.

My question is, the burger has not been found yet?

"Hm." He cleared his throat after chewing and swallowed it once a mouthful. Then he stared intently, "Why are you looking at me. Go there!"

I was shocked and then left.

"God!"

I stopped and turned my head back as Ryan called out, "I-yes Mister?"

"Where are you going?" Ask

"To Mr.'s room." My answer.

"Go to my room and you sleep in the maid's room from today and into the future."

I was silent without a word.

Ryan really thinks of me as a very lowly slave now. I wanted to cry but I could stand it.

I nodded and then walked in the opposite direction to Ryan's room. I went to the maid's room without any comment.