chapter 8

This was the best sleep i had in days, i woke

up with a soft pillow and the most comfortable

mattress. I pulled the duvet to my chin, not

wanting to get up yet. I opened my eyes anda

warm soft light from the curtains embraced

me. I sat up and looked at the digital clock on

the bedside table, it was 10 am. I groaned at the

headache that hits me, i traced my fingers to my

forehead and noticed the band aid plastered my

wound. Then i surprised with the night gown that

i wore, i remembered i was wearing pajamas last

night. Someone cured me and changed my clothes.

The door opened, Greta smiled at me bringing

breakfast. I smiled back at her.

"How are you, Miss ? Are you feeling better ?" She

placed the breakfast table on my lap.

"Tm good, Greta. Thank you for your concern."

I looked down at the food, not sure of it. It looked

delicious. A bowl of soup with bread next to it, a

tea, orange juice, and some fruits.

You have to eat, Miss. You haven't eaten at all

yesterday. You're gonna break down your body."

I took a sip of coffee, it tasted define. I tried a

spoon of the soup. It was so good, Greta was a good

cook. She smiled.

"Master will be pleased to hear you eat."

I stopped deadly when she said that. For a moment

i forgot where i was and why i was here. I

shuddered remembering him, and his viciousness.

"He is already gone to work. You can calm down

now, Miss."

I relaxed a bit. I ripped the bread and dipped it

in the soup. Savored the heaven. I realised i was

starving to death.I relaxed a bit. I ripped the bread and dipped it

in the soup. Savored the heaven. I realise I was 

starving to death.

"It's delicious, you are a great cook." I said to her.

"Why.. Thank you for the compliment, Miss. It's

good to know you like it."

"Are you the one who changed mny clothes and

cure my head ?" I asked.

"Yes, Miss. Is he the one who did that?" She asked

carefully.

"What ? No. Well, not directly. I fell when i tried to

get away from his grip and my head hit the table."

"Oh.." She responded with a gasp.

"He will be furious knowing that you feed me and

let me sleep here right now."

"Well, he won't. Since he's the one who ordered me

to feed you." Greta replied with smile.

"What ?" I asked in disbelief not trusting my ears

"You don't think that you were sleep-walking to

bed last night, right ? He is the one who took and

carried you to the bedroom in his arms last night."

My mouth fell opened. "But why ?"

That's is only heaven knows why, my dear."

"HOw old is he ? How long have you been working

for him?"

"He's 32 years old. Ive worked for him for 7 years.But i've worked for his father before since i was

30. So i've served The Black family for 20 years

now."

"Really ? In that face and body i thought he was 25

or something. You must be really loyal to him."

"Well when he was 25 years old, his father died.

He asked me to stay and work for him. I really

appreciated his trust on me, so i give my loyalty as

a feedback." I smiled

"Finish your breakfast and get shower." She stood

up and almost reached the door when i called her.

Thank you for changing my clothes and cure my

head, Greta."

"It's always my pleasure, Miss. Call me if you need

anything"

I filled the tub and poured some bath foam. The

water drowned me until the chin. I exhaled and

rested my head. It took an hour until i got out of

the bathroom. I checked the walked-in closet that

was full of beautiful and expensive clothes. Some

of the dresses were still had a price tag on them.

I opened the first drawer, it was full of bras and

panties. I scanned the brand, well they weren't

kidding when it comes to underwear. Most of

them are La Perla, some are Miss Provocateur. I

opened the mirror closet, it was full of the sexy

lingerie and bustier. I closed it immediately, no i

didn't need to wear those. On the make up table,

many kind of skin treatment and make-ups on it.

I wondered who was the one who shopped all of

this, i didn't think Greta would lounging on the

lingerie shops. I chose a pair of ivory panties, with

a match color bra. And put on a simple sundress. I

used some moisturizer on my face.The view from my balcony was a beach. I looked

at the waves i didn't know for how long I went

back inside and sat orn the bed. There was no

telephone or internet, he really was keeping me

in prison. I found a remote and clicked on the tv. I

kept changing the channel until i found Friends on

the show. I loved it so much. I watched it for hours

and drifted to sleep.

I felt someone caressed my cheek, it was so

warm and gentle. I flickered mny eyes open, and

taken aback when i saw him sitting on the bed.

I sat straight and pulled the duvet as a shield.I

shivered just by looking at him. He looked at mme

with intense gaze. My tears fell down without me

knowing it.

"Please, don't hurt me." I pleaded.

He shifted closer to me. My face turned into

horrified. I pulled my knees and hugged them. My

tears streamed my cheeks. What would he do to

me ? Is he going to hurt me again ? Does he want

to throw me out again ? I bursted into tears.

"Please, Sir. Don't hurt me. I won't try to escape, i

promised i'll behaved. Just please don't hurt me." I

begged, still trying to put a distance whenever he

shifted closer.

Was i imagining it ? Or i really saw his intense

face turned into hurt

"Do i ever hit you ? Have i ever intentionally hurt

you ?"Was he really asking that question after what

he did to me yesterday? Seemed like reading my

mind, he realised what he did to me yesterday. His

gaze flickered to my forehead. He reached the cut

and stroked it with his thumb. I held my breath,

i shivered more by his touch. What would he do

to me now? I was sobbing hard at the thought

he will hurt and throw me out again. He tried to

put his arm around, oh god what he would do

now. Without my brain knowing it, my mouth

screamed.

"Greta !" I screamed so hard that everyone in

Hamptons will hear.

He looked shocked and taken aback. He looked

at me in disbelief. A moment later the door flew

opened and Greta was standing on the door. I got

out of the bed and ran toward her. She hugged me

and soothed my back.

"Don't leave me here alone with him, please Greta

don't leave me." I cried so hard.

Calm down, Miss." I buried my face on her

shoulder.

"Please, don't leave me alone. I beg you."

I heard the door closed.

"It's alright, Miss. Master's left already"

I looked up and shed my tears. Greta held my

trembling hands.

"God, you're so shaken. Come let's get you to bed"

She ushered me to bed. And pulled the duvet once

i was in it."Do you need a refreshment, Miss Cassandra ? A

tea or hot chocolate ?"

"No. Please don't leave me." I took her hand forbid

her to go. She considered it a second then sat on

the bed next to me.

Okay then. What happened ? Did he hurt you ?"

"No. But i think he tried to. I don't know what he

would do to me, Greta. I don't know what he was

capable of. Just please don't ever leave me alone

with him."

She caressed my hair and motioned me to sleep. It

calmed me, i can sleep in peace now with Greta's

next to me. Slumber swallowed me and i was

taken to the dark.