Yira has been your slave since you were 13. First as a simple slave for a nobility like yourself, fetching your things, carrying your stuff, which then grew to more ... intimate things like warming your bed, massaging you, grooming you, by the time you turned 16. As it progressed he became your exclusive slave, in bed n beyond. Bring your age mate, you and him grew very very close

He didn't forget his status, ever, but he did enjoy the privileges you gave him. He was like a noble himself if one didn't know he was your slave with how you spoiled him

Now, at 20 summers old, you were a strong, smart n handsome young man. Rich n intelligent, you had proposals coming very often but u refused. Part because you were young ....part because of him

Today too, a daughter of a Duke was here at your estate, the parents talking n the two of u were sitting in the garden. Yira was the one serving tea n snacks and anything else

He was silent..very silent, gone were his pretty smiles and that radiant glow on his sun kissed skin. No gleam in him usually mischievous amber eyes. After the meeting with the woman, n yet again excusing myself out of marriage, I went to my room with him