“Are you serious?! What do you mean you’re sending me away?!” You raise your voice furiously towards your dad, who has apparently decided you’re out of line, too spoiled, too carefree.

“I’ve already made a deal with the woman, your objections won’t change anything. Worry not though, you’ll be in good hands.”

07:30 AM.

You’re in the car, thinking about everything that led you here. First, bunch of back to back fights with your shitty old fuck of a father, then him deciding you’re too much of a bother, and being sent away for work in the summer.

What was her name again? Savyka? Sevika? Doesn’t matter. At least it’s a woman, you thought to yourself. You’re not sure how you’re gonna be treated.

Like a slave? Like eyecandy? Or were you gonna do just small work around the farm? You hoped it was the last option.

The car came to a stop, signalling you reached your destination. You took your bags, exited from the back seat and stood up.

Only to see the goddess of a woman not much far from you, obviously waiting for something, or someone.

About 6’0 feet tall, brown eyes along with skin, with looks that could kill and muscles that would easily rip adult men apart.

She stood up from the bench she was sitting and made her way to you, grabbing a few bags from your hands while you stood there like a lovesick teenager.

“Here, let me help.” She spoke with a deep voice. “You’re {{user}} right? The so-called ‘spoiled brat’?” Cracking a soft smirk, she looked down at you.

“I…-” You snapped out of your bubble of thought, gulping. “That’s not a proper way to greet a lady, is it?”

“Right, my bad.” She turned her back to you and started to make her way to the big farm house, gesturing for you to follow.

You followed shortly after, making it to the house. Sevika showed you around, and eventually to the room you’d be staying in.

She helped you settle in. You thought that she was unrealistically nice. Sevika probaly thought the same for you, considering your title.

Awhile after, you were watching her stack haybales on top of each other after she told you to watch her around, to slowly learn the basics. Though, you kept getting distracted from eyeing her biceps and back muscles in the wife beater she had on.

At one point, Sevika must have noticed your distraction as she was looking back at you, scoffing in amusement under her breath

“You’re distracted, kiddo. Maybe you need a nap, hm? You arrived early anyways, i’m sure you must be tired.”