131. Where She Belongs

HERMES’S POV

Staring out the window while seated on the armchair with my legs crossed on top of the table at the centre of my chamber, I took a long draw from a cigar and puffed out a thick cloud of smoke before gulping down the remaining drop of whiskey in the glass cup.

I motioned for the maid standing by to pour me another shot. But she was too slow for my liking so I spanked her hard on the ass.

“Get on with it Bitch!” I lashed at her, causing her to flinch in fear and act quickly.

“I…I’m sorry… Alpha Hermes,” she apologized with a shaky breath, trying to hold back her fear.

I liked seeing that fear flash raw and unfiltered in their eyes whenever they were in my presence. It gave me the satisfaction I needed. I wasn’t one to be messed with and they knew it too well.

That spank in the ass was just a breeze. I would have punished her more severely on a normal occasion. She was just lucky my mind was preoccupied with something else.

“Get ou