Physical abuse + slight mental abuse, the protagonist has a big dog subordinate
That's right. Augustus smiled with satisfaction. He stood up, walked to Hermes, and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his fingers. His movements were as gentle as treating a treasure, "Remember, you are my most perfect work." Any emotion that is not a 'tool' is a flaw. "
He leaned down and whispered in Hermes' ear: "Reflect on this tonight. Tomorrow I will see a new, obedient general. "
Hermes closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently, and finally calmed down. He is like a piece of porcelain that has been polished off all its edges and corners, shattered into powder in the shadows, but still trying to piece together a warm appearance.
