The Binding

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Annalise sat up straight and looked at the desk in front of her. "Well, what all does this contract entail?" Sebastian held up three gloved fingers with a smile. "You can treat it like three wishes with one main goal. All you need do to do is come up with a main goal and three wishes." He seemed relaxed, but was sitting as if in anticipation. A grin crossed her face, she knew he was underestimating her goal. Annalise thought back to the house fire and the torture. "I want revenge, but you can not simply do it for me. I want to do it myself. So that is my main goal I suppose." Sebastian smirked. "Hm, well, I suppose that is fair." He said it as if he were disappointed. Annalise went back to thinking and she nodded. "For my three wishes, first, you will never lie to me. Second, you will obey my orders which are followed by thats an order. Anything other than a direct order is nearly optional, or part of your cover as my butler. For my third,..." She hesitated fearing she would seem desperate. "...you are to never betray me." Sebastian smiled. "I see, well then, those use up your three wishes." Sebastian stood up and placed his hand on her left eye with a sadistic grin. A sharp pain washed over her as she let out a scream. He winced hearing her scream and she felt a hot liquid running from the eye his hand was still on. "Good, it is ingrained into your soul. Now, you are mine." A wicked grin crossed his face, but she wasn't paying attention. Annalise had stood up to look at her reflection. "I look so different. In fact, I think I look older than I did a few months ago." Sebastian smirked. "You're about 18 right?" She nodded. "Precisely." Annalise sighed as she messed with the bags under her eyes. He walked behind her and placed two fingers under both her eyes. When he took them away, the bags and dark circles were gone. "Is that better?" Annalise looked amazed at the speed which they had disappeared. "Yes, yes, it's amazing!" Sebastian pulled her from the mirror. "Vanity is improper, my lady."

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