“I got what I came for,” I say, enjoying the horror that is reflected on the head waiter’s face when he imagines what I’m talking about. The tips of his ears turn red, his face quickly changes and he leaves. “What have I done?” — Ella leans against the closet door that we desecrated. I take her hands in mine and look into her beautiful green eyes. — There’s nothing we can’t fix, sweet Ella. Get your things, I'll take you home. I sit in the back seat while Ella gathers her things and probably says goodbye to this place. When she leaves the restaurant, she looks pale and wrinkles her brow with worry. On her shoulders is a shabby backpack from a second-hand store, clearly filled with heavy textbooks. It's not hard to understand why she's worried. Ella is paying her way through college, or at least trying to. And she had just lost her only source of income. Because of me. I take her hand and look into her eyes again. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything.” Ella nods, but I can’t say that she completely believed me. But she should. Her life will change dramatically for the better. I'll make sure she never has to worry again. Right after I show her what a real House can feel like. Attention! This sweet story contains a small pinch of spanking. And if you are obedient girls, then at the end of the book you can read the beginning of the story of Brother Hunter from “Thank You for Her.”