MY LITTTLE BUNNY

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 — The Little Mischief

About two hours later, the door opened quietly, and someone slipped inside.

Bella looked up from her book and was surprised to see the shy maid she had teased the other day—the same one who had brought her clothes.

The girl looked nervous, almost frightened. Bella immediately understood she hadn't been sent by anyone. She had come on her own.

“Why did you come here?” Bella asked.

But the poor maid quickly put a finger to her lips, signaling her to stay quiet. She pushed Bella's book aside, dropped a doughnut into her hand, and hurried out of the room before Bella could say another word.

Bella stared at the doughnut in her hand, completely caught off guard.

Then she smiled.

She placed the book beside her, settled comfortably against the wall, and took a bite.

“Hmm… this tastes good.”

A pleased hum escaped her lips.

“I'll have to tell her to bring me more next time.”

For a few precious minutes, Bella completely forgot about her situation.

Unfortunately, their little act of mischief hadn't escaped Kraig's notice.

He had been watching through the security system while on his way to meet a client on behalf of Neely, who had traveled out of the country the previous day.

Yet, strangely, his heart refused to leave the house.

There he was, sitting in the car, watching Bella happily munch on the doughnut the maid had sneaked in for her.

A small smile tugged at his lips.

The maid was a recent college graduate he had hired.

It seems they need proper orientation before they understand how things work around here, he mused.

Oddly enough, he wasn't angry.

If it had been anyone else, he would have ordered the driver to turn the car around immediately.

But he didn't go that far.

I'm only thirty minutes away, right?

Kraig returned to the mansion late that night.

The entire house was quiet.

Without wasting any time, his first stop was Bella's room.

He wondered how she would react when she saw him.

Without knocking, he opened the door and walked inside.

Bella was sleeping peacefully.

Kraig smirked.

He reached for the bedcover and pulled it away from her.

Bella jolted awake, startled by the sudden movement.

For a moment, her vision was blurry. But once her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she immediately recognized the person standing beside her bed.

“Kraig…”

His eyes dilated slightly. His throat bobbed, though his expression remained unreadable.

She was wearing one of the new nighties he had bought for her. It was a recent design—short and slightly transparent, leaving very little to the imagination.

Bella instinctively reached for the cover, but he was faster. He caught it and held it firmly.

“What do you want, Kraig?”

Kraig's eyebrow lifted.

“Wrong choice of words, Bella.”

His voice was calm, but there was a warning in it.

“I told you to always call me Master.”

Bella frowned.

“And this is my house. I can do whatever I want.”

“But this is my room!” Bella protested. “It's my personal space!”

Kraig stared at her for a moment.

“Who told you to leave the punishment room?”

Bella blinked.

“What? Was I supposed to stay there until you came back?”

She glanced toward the clock.

“Besides, look at the time, Kra—”

Her eyes met his.

Bella immediately corrected herself.

“Master,” she said in a low voice.

“You're not obedient.”

His voice was low but firm.

“I need to teach you a few lessons.”

Bella's expression changed.

“You don't do anything until I approve it. And whenever I give you an instruction, you obey without questioning me. It's a simple rule you can't even follow.”

“You need punishment, don't you think?” he asked, raising a brow while Bella kept her mouth shut.

His gaze fixed on her.

“Get on all fours.”

Bella's eyes widened.

“What?!”

Kraig's expression didn't change.

“You heard me.”

“But I didn't do anything. I can't even walk properly after kneeling the whole day.”

“Are you sure you knelt the whole day?”

Her mouth clamped shut. Then she nodded as if her life depended on it. She was lying, but she needed to save herself first.

He wasn't home, so how would he know what she did?

And unfortunately for her, it was the opposite of what she thought.

“What a good liar I have here,” Kraig said coldly. “Bella, look into my eyes and tell me you knelt till noon—don't say evening.”

Her eyes widened. How did he know she didn't stay there until evening?

“I really need to discipline you...”

(Beep)

A sound interrupted him. It was his personal phone with limited contacts.

He stopped talking and walked toward the door, saying as he left,

“Punishment postponed. Be ready by 7 tomorrow morning. Your punishment might be more severe. And you won't like the consequences if you repeat what you did today again.”