
Her puppet His prisoner
Anaya Singh · Ongoing · 102.8k Words
Introduction
Aria—his quiet, mysterious maid—accidentally walks in during one of his “episodes.” Fearing exposure, Lucien forces her to submit. She becomes his obsession, his possession, and his weakness. He thinks he's enslaving her desires, molding her body and soul to fulfill his every dark fantasy.
But Lucien doesn't know the truth.
Aria has been watching him for years.
And Aria… isn’t ordinary. With the power to manipulate thoughts and emotions, she lets him believe he’s in control—while pulling the strings from the shadows. Every move, every moment, was orchestrated by her. Even his darkest secrets… she already knows.
But in a world ruled by lust, lies, and layered betrayals—does Aria truly want Lucien’s love? Or is she playing a game so deep, even she can’t escape?
Chapter 1
The night was made of secrets.
Not the loud, screaming kind—but the quiet ones. The ones that slithered through keyholes and curled beneath silk sheets.
And tonight, Lucien Ward’s mansion was drowning in them.
He sat alone in his study—towering bookshelves casting long shadows behind him, firelight licking the edge of his sculpted jaw. In his hand, a glass of scotch barely touched. His other hand? Resting on the desk. Bare. Dangerous.
Because Lucien didn’t wear gloves in his own home. Not here. Not when he was alone.
Or so he thought.
Behind the door, she watched.
Aria Vale. The new maid. Quiet. Pale. Almost invisible. Almost.
Except tonight… she had seen too much.
The way his eyes changed color when he touched the trembling man who had dared question him.
The way the man had dropped to his knees with a single whispered word: Obey.
She should have left. Should have run. But her breath caught—not with fear.
With fascination.
She stepped back, heart pounding, not realizing her shadow had shifted into the light.
Lucien’s voice cut through the silence, smooth as sin.
“Come in. Slowly.”
Her stomach twisted.
Not because she was caught.
But because this was
the moment she had been waiting for.
Aria stepped into the study, her steps soft like falling ash, eyes lowered—but not in fear.
She knew how to play the part.
Lucien leaned back in his leather chair, studying her like she was a puzzle he hadn’t solved yet. His gaze swept over her body, not with lust… but calculation.
“How long were you watching?”
His voice was ice dipped in silk.
Aria swallowed. “Just a moment, sir. I was cleaning the hallway.”
Lie. He could hear it in her voice. He always heard lies.
His fingers twitched against the glass, as if tempted.
But he didn’t touch her.
Not yet.
“What did you see?”
“I saw nothing.” Her eyes flickered up. Just for a second. Just enough.
That second cost her.
He was on his feet before she could blink, crossing the distance between them like a shadow.
“You saw me,” he whispered. “And no one sees me… and walks away.”
His hand hovered near her cheek. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t step back.
And that… intrigued him.
She wasn’t afraid. Or at least, she wore fear like armor. Silent. Still.
Lucien tilted his head.
“Tell me your name.”
“Aria.”
He repeated it like a promise.
“Aria,” he said slowly, “you belong to me now.”
She didn’t move.
Because that was the plan.
Lucien didn’t touch her.
Not yet.
His fingers hovered near her face like a curse waiting to fall. But he held back—not out of mercy.
Out of caution.
Because once he touched… there was no undoing.
He could rewrite a soul with a whisper, bend wills like thread. But Aria… she felt different.
Her stillness wasn’t submission.
It was calculation.
And it disturbed him.
“Do you understand what I’m saying?”
His voice dropped lower, like thunder behind velvet.
Aria nodded slowly. “Yes, Mr. Ward.”
“No.” He stepped closer. Their breaths touched.
“It’s Master now.”
Her lips parted. Not in shock. Not in protest.
But in silent acceptance.
Lucien studied her. A maid would’ve cried. Begged. Pleaded.
Aria did none of that.
“Why aren’t you afraid?” he asked, suddenly quiet.
A long pause. Then—
“Because monsters don’t scare other monsters,” she whispered.
Something dark flickered in his eyes.
“Careful, Aria. You don’t know what kind of monster I am.”
She tilted her head, just slightly.
“Neither do you.”
For the first time in years, Lucien felt something he couldn’t name.
Not desire.
Not rage.
Something worse.
Curiosity.
Lucien turned his back to her—slow, deliberate, dangerous.
He poured another glass of scotch, the ice clinking like warning bells.
“Strip.”
The command sliced through the air like a whip.
Aria’s breath caught—just for a second. Not from shame. But from calculation.
He was testing her.
Not her body.
Her will.
She reached for the buttons of her blouse. Slowly. One by one. Her skin glowed under the dim chandelier, pale and untouched.
Lucien didn’t turn.
He waited.
Waited for her to tremble. To falter.
She didn’t.
Her blouse hit the floor. Then her skirt. Silence followed.
“Turn around,” she said softly.
Lucien stiffened.
She was naked in his study, in his world, and she gave the order?
He turned.
And there she stood—bare, proud, unflinching.
His throat tightened. Not with lust.
With confusion.
She should’ve been begging. She should’ve been afraid.
Instead… she looked at him like she was the one in control.
He walked toward her, slow, circling her like a wolf.
Then he reached out—two fingers grazing her collarbone.
And whispered, “Kneel.”
She didn’t move.
Didn’t blink.
Didn’t kneel.
Lucien’s power shimmered under his skin, pressing outward.
Still, she remained standing.
Smiling.
Why isn’t it working?
The thought hissed through his mind like poison.
And Aria? She just whispered,
“I don’t kneel for men who think they’re gods.”
Lucien’s fingers twitched at his side.
He could feel it—his gift, like static beneath his skin. Ready. Waiting. Hungry.
And yet… it did nothing.
Aria stood before him, bare as a confession, untouched by his command.
He stepped closer, so close their bodies nearly touched.
“I said, kneel.”
His voice was low, venomous. The kind that made grown men crumble.
But Aria didn’t flinch.
Instead, she lifted her chin, her voice like a blade wrapped in silk.
“Make me.”
His pupils dilated.
No one had ever said that to him.
No one could.
Because when Lucien gave an order, it wasn’t a suggestion. It was law. It twisted minds. Broke wills. Carved obedience into bone.
But this girl—this maid—was immune.
Or worse…
“What are you?” he asked, his voice barely above a growl.
Aria smiled, slow and cold. “What you fear most.”
Something dark flickered behind her eyes—something he couldn’t read.
She stepped back, reaching for her clothes with quiet grace, every movement echoing defiance.
And Lucien? For the first time in years…
He felt powerless.
She turned to leave, whispering without looking back:
“You don’t own me yet, Lucien Ward.”
His jaw tightened.
Yet.
That word echoed in his skull like a promise.
Or a threat.
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