Send “Auction” for your muse buying mine as their slave
Derek snarled lowly but kept his head down as he was transferred to the person that bought him, seeing a small female form before him now.
Her mouth twitched again, and laugh lines showed around her eyes. “Well, yes. And why did I buy you? You, specifically.” She kicked at the chain between his wrists. “I require my slaves to answer properly when asked. Derek.”
Derek hissed when she kicked the chain between his raw wrists. He pulled back, glaring hard at her and baring his teeth, spitting out an “I don’t know why you bought me.”
“I need a bodyguard,” she said softly. She clasped her hands together, one foot swinging, and watched him with narrow eyes. “I need someone I can totally rely on, who won’t leave me, or sell me out.” After a moment, she fished a cuff key on a chain from between her breasts. “Keep me safe, and I’ll set you free.”