Eugenia Zantoto

Cindy runs away from her home, with the hopes of escaping her arranged marriage and making a better life for herself but faith has other plans for her.

Felix is a Human Rights Defence lawyer, in New York City. Absorbed in his work with no chance of having a social life, he comes home to a surprise, his best friend Kyle had purchased a slave woman for him. Torn between his duty and the need to protect his best friend, Felix is stuck between at a rock and a hard place.

Her elbow pressed onto the kitchen table, lips kissing the rim of the cup of coffee, the sun shining through the window and radiating off her melenated skin, the realization had slowly begun to sink in... he was falling in love with Cindy.

His once plain Cindy was no longer plain and her beauty was no longer hidden. As the two begin to fall for one another, there are obstacles in their way, becuase where roses grow, torns grow too.

Slave: Falling for the master

“Where are Cindy’s shoes? Why is it there in the first place?" I heard my future mother-in-law yelling her lungs out, trying to get everything in order before we drove to the church. For some odd reason the screaming, the makeup artist beautifying my face and everyone running around did not bother me. 


I was getting married, not tomorrow, not next month but today. Having butterflies in my stomach did not come close. I felt like a large volcano erupted in my stomach, spilling lava everywhere— or was I over exaggerating a bit? 


To make it worse, Felix was not here with me, to hold my hand as he has been doing for the past month. The awkwardness between us had disappeared. Somewhere between our truths that nobody else knew, the late night movies, little kisses and full out sex between the sheets, we fell in love. 


CHAPTER THIRTY: WEDDING DAY