"Young Mistress Dominixe, Young Master Ismael wishes to see you," Anita said for the nth time.
I sighed and sipped on my tea. Ismael kept bombarding me that he wanted to speak with me. I knew what he wanted. I turned my head at Valerian, who just went out of the bathroom, before I turned to Airene.
"Airene."
She jumped to her feet and was busy massaging my hand. "Yes, my lady?"
"Speak with Ismael and tell him I am not in the proper mood to discourse with him."
I knew that Ismael was already frustrated. But it would be fun to play with him. I want to make him feel frustrated. I wanted to make him pay for causing trouble on my part.
Her eyes widened. She must have been surprised that I let her speak with him this time.
"Yes, young mistress."
Valerian sat across from me in my peripher
