Chapter 451: I Am Your New Master
Amon chuckles as he watches Harin stumble his way out of the main hall, scared out of his wits.
Aya, who has been busy admiring Amon’s cock turns her head to look at Harin stumbling his way out of the main hall in a hurry.
She then looks up at Amon with curious eyes.
"Go on, ask what you want," Amon says.
"Is it okay for you to let him go?" Aya asks.
"Don’t worry about him, he won’t he able to do anything," Amon says, chuckling as he looks into her eyes with his softened gaze.
"Clean up and get dressed, I need you to get everyone who works and lives here before me as soon as you can," Amon says with a caring, gentle tone.
Aya smiles and nods her head. She slowly stands up, fighting against the wobble of her legs.
Now on her feet, she wraps herself in her clothes and leaves Amon alone with Hau, who is still blissed out from the pleasure she is feeling.
Amon smiles as he watches Aya’s hips sway left and right as he makes her exit.
’This is going to be fun...’ He thinks and conjures up a mug of modern cold coffee with a plastic straw and begins taking sips from it, enjoying the sweet and cold taste of it after that intense hot sex with Aya and Hau.
While Amon takes his time sipping on his cold coffee, Aya gets to work. She takes a quick bath before donning some new clothes and begins making rounds around the villa to inform everyone that they need to be in attendance in the main hall as soon as possible.
Five minutes later, many people who work and stay in the villa make their way into the main hall.
When they enter, the first thing they see is Amon sitting on the main bed, which is almost a throne in these people’s eyes, as it belongs to the master of this villa.
And from the looks of it, Amon seems to be on the right feet as he sits there with regal authority. Legs spread wide apart, one hand on his knee, the other resting on his thigh, slightly leaning forward with a confident smile on his face.
The next thing that most of them notice is Hau, lying next to Amon with her body covered with a thin sheet of fabric. They can’t see her naked, but they can see the sexy outline of her body, showing off her beauty as she sleeps next to Amon under the covers.
The male workers couldn’t take their eyes off her as she looked too enchanting, but even with all her beauty, the elephant in the room couldn’t be ignored.
The dead body of their former master was just a few meters away from Amon, also accompanied by the bloody scene of multiple butchered guards who lay dead in their own pool of blood.
They all stared at it, in confusion, fear, some even expressed a sense of relief, but quickly hid it.
As more and more of them walked in, they stopped and stared. Not daring to say a word. They all kept their heads low, occasionally lifting their heads to look up at Amon before quickly looking down.
A minute later, Aya walked back in, wearing a white, translucent cloth that covered most of her body while also not doing a very good job at hiding her.
With the biggest, most beautiful smile she has ever had on her face, she walked up to Amon and sat beside him before leaning into his strong frame like a cat seeking heat.
The workers watched with curious eyes, wondering about the relationship between the mistress and this man.
But some of them have good memories; they remember seeing Amon visiting once or twice a few months ago, just before the whole fiasco about the mistress sleeping with another man was out in the open.
"Is everyone here?" Amon speaks up. His powerful voice travels through the main hall, making everyone go stiff.
Amon didn’t even speak that loud, but everyone in the room could feel his authority, something the old master couldn’t do even if he burst his lungs while screaming.
"Yes, darling~" Aya says.
"Good," Amon smiles and looks at the 20 or so people before him.
"You all can raise your heads," Amon says. Hearing them, they slowly start raising their heads and looking at Amon, but still avoiding his gaze, after all, he is one terrifying man, even with his handsomeness, given his large stature.
"From this moment onward, I am the master of this villa. Everything I say is the law. You all will continue doing what you did.
Do a good job, and you will be rewarded. If not, you will be replaced.
I am very fair with my people. I won’t mistreat you. You won’t suffer injustice in my villa. If you do suffer any injustice, you will come to me directly, and I will solve it for you.
But just because I am fair doesn’t mean I can’t be cruel. If you betray me in any way, shape, or form, trust me, you would rather wish you were standing before Hakor than me.
You can look at all these corpses, for example. Betray me, and your fates would be worse than theirs.
Am I clear?" Amon ends his introduction with a firm tone.
"Yes, master!!" All of them say at once.
Amon smiles.
"Good, before you leave and continue with your duties, I need all of you to know something. This is the truth, and if anyone asks you about it, you will say what I have told you," Amon says and gives his workers a made-up story about him and his strong friendship with Hakor, and how Hakor’s death is of natural causes.
The workers listen and nod their heads, not daring to go against Amon’s words; after all, they are looking at the carnage he has created.
And all if it was done by just him. They can only imagine what else he can do.
"Great, you can all go back to work," Amon says and dismisses most of them.
He does make a few of them to collect the corpses and bury them. As for Hakor’s corpse, Amon has different needs for it.
"Aya, we need to hold a proper funeral for your late husband. You should start preparing for it. Invite all his rich friends," Amon says.
"As you wish, darling~," Aya says.
She doesn’t care what happens to her dead husband’s corpse, but since Amon says to prepare for his funeral, then that is what she will do exactly.
"Then get that cute ass of yours to work~" Amon says, slapping her ass and making it jiggle.
Aya yelps and chuckles before she goes on her way to start preparing for the funeral.
Amon smiles.
He turns to look at Hau and sees that she has fallen asleep with a big smile on her face. He smiles wider. He can’t blame the girl, as it’s the most intense pleasure she has ever felt.
She needs all the rest she can get to recover.
Amon gets back to his feet and walks up to Hakor’s corpse. He is as dead as one can be.
"You were useful to me, so you won’t suffer much next time," Amon says, and with his words. He has sealed Hakor’s fate for his next time.
An average life with few problems.
One would say that Hakor got off easy, but then again, he didn’t do much wrong with Amon. He just stole some of Amon’s possessions, nothing else.
In return, Amon fucked his wife, his daughter-in-law, killed him, crippled his son, and took away all his wealth. What Amon did was way worse.
And now Amon is going to subjugate the man to an average life. No matter how much Hakor tries to dream big and do big, he will always fall on his ass and stay mediocre, and some would say that’s worse than being poor.
Amon smacks Hakor’s fat face twice in a joking manner before making his way out of the hall.
Now that he is the master of this villa, he, of course, has to take a look around, see what he inherited from his "best friend" Hakor.
Amon passes through the main hall into the balcony, he then moves to the garden and then to the pond in the backyard. He takes his time enjoying the scenery and the fresh air that surrounds the villa.
Hakor did put a lot of effort into making this villa a beautiful place to live in. While the rest of the city is hot and dry, Hakor’s villa is green and filled with vegetation, making everything feel cool and cozy.
The benefits of being one of the richest men in the city.
And now that Amon has taken over, he is eager to meet all of Hakor’s rich friends.
Hakor’s rich friends have a lot of political connections. Hakor himself did as well, but with Hakor dead, those connections are lost, but that doesn’t mean Amon can’t rebuild them.
And these political connections can get him closer to the queen.
She is the reason he came back in time. He’s not going to leave without making her one of his cum dumpsters.
This upcoming funeral is the perfect spot for Amon to get familiar with all of them, make friends, make more lovers, and enjoy the life of a rich man in ancient times.
Amon now eagerly waits for all the fun he can have.
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