I keep the ledgers at Valemont Hall. Lord Valemont needs my records to protect his title. In return he demands my obedience in ways that cross every line.
Every search through the archives or private meeting ends the same way. He closes the door and gives his command. I yield without question. The strap settles the matter in measured strokes. He grants release only after I ask.
The title and estate rest on my work. My self-control rests on his word. I could end this. I never will.
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