It was the smile he had right before he snapped. Chase knew that the wider it grew, the closer their master was to boiling over... and the more vicious his next move would be.
So Chase could only feel a flicker of pity for Sheena. Whatever was coming, she had brought it entirely upon herself.
But then their master’s creepy smile shifted, his gaze snapping back to Chase. Chase could almost see the calculations turning behind his master’s eyes, gears clicking into place, and the target of that calculation was unmistakably him.
For a moment, Chase felt his heartbeat stop. Dread crawled up his spine, but he forced himself to stay composed. He had no idea what their master was planning, but whatever it was, he would have to find a way to deal with it later.
"Now then... what should we do about this, hmm, Chase?" their master asked. But it was obvious he was only asking for show; he had no intention of hearing Chase’s opinion. Before Chase could even open his mouth, their master continued,
"Since that’s the case, why don’t I just gift Sheena to you? Let her be your first concubine. With her body and beauty, I’m sure whatever problem you’re having with your body will be cured..."
He ended his words with a bright, almost gleeful smile directed at Chase. Chase went rigid, stunned by what he’d just heard.
Sheena froze as well. The tears she’d been shedding stopped mid-breath. She had been trying to seduce Chase earlier, yes, but she only saw him as a backup plan to secure an escape route without losing her master’s affection and pampering.
If her master simply gave her to Chase like a discarded trash, wouldn’t that mean her status had plummeted? What would happen to the favor and privileges she’d been enjoying?
Only now did she realize her scheme had completely backfired. Her face drained of color in an instant.
"No... No, My Lord... I only love you! I only want to serve you! Please, don’t throw me away!"
Sheena crawled toward him, clinging desperately to his legs. But before she could even touch the hem of his clothes, he kicked her, hard in the stomach, sending her flying a meter across the floor. Sheena hit the ground with a choked cry, blood spilling from her lips.
While she begged not to be gifted away like a discarded toy, Chase felt the veins on his forehead bulge as he struggled to keep his temper in check.
He understood exactly why his master was doing this. Sheena was already considered tainted in his eyes and no longer useful to him. Instead of killing her outright and wasting her remaining value, he intended to use her to tighten Chase’s leash. By gifting Sheena to him, the master ensured she would stay close, monitoring Chase from within.
And because she was now a "gift," Chase couldn’t reject her, push her away, or kill her without disrespecting their master.
This was his master’s way of forcing her into Chase’s life, whether he wanted her there or not.
’Did the master notice something? Did I slip? Was I too impatient? Did he realize I’ve been sabotaging him this whole time?’
Chase’s mind raced through every possibility, each one tightening the knot in his stomach. A nervous lump formed in his throat, and he swallowed it slowly before speaking.

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