I was about to die. I was exhausted, thirsty and starvi
lift up my head but I saw polished Oxford shoes and striped blue pants
his face. Even in my state, I noticed his high chee
says dryly as if talki
I mumbled, my
face and I leaped up to take it
ck. Eyes on me, he poured the water on the floor, laughing wick
hit my throat but gasped in horr
looked up at him. "P
en to my chest that I q
, tears blurring the words. He took them
swallowing as I drank. When it was fini
the bathroom. They scrubbed my body so hard, my skin became red, brushed
until it became as soft as my hair. They put me in a
d and left, locking the door behind them. I ate r
s away and soon after, the man who had been b
rlain's secretary. Oliver led me downstairs
cage when I noticed Mr. Chamberlain in
r not. "Now, you're accompanying me to a party. You'd be there as my ar
cked my lip
e he
pped close to my face. Sweat dripped down my spin
had around my neck. It was smooth leather but th
t inside. Take it off only
, Ma
d gi
o the party was met with silence, my Master a heavy presence beside me. When the ca
dark blue and tailor made and stretched his arm to me. I
with beautiful and powerful l
and tiny sized food. My Master swiped two glasses o
isper in my ear. "Get dr
't, Ma
e walking towards a group of people. Chorus of "Mr. Chamberlain," rang in t
fast for me to keep up. He said his goodbyes and before we even took one
pushed off him but he h
when it was clear he didn't, I turne
me that I could leave. Right now. I could slip out of this party and run awa
ends were Jake and Emma. The same people that sold me. And even
at would happen to
A voice said from behind me and I turne
opped to the side. He was holding a glass
ur name, b
tep him but he blocked my path. "Hey, now.
be the end of it but he closed t
cked his lips. "Ar
mbering my Master's
tly to the balcony. "Why the rush?
, guiding it to his crotch. I wrangled my hand free and shoved him off but
ggled, hitting him in the ches
spring to my eyes, hating how helpless I am. My whole life had implod
he stumbled back, champagne glass crashing on the floor.
he grabbed me by the h
u bitch," he cursed and
and hitting him. How dare he? How dare he think he could come to me and take whate
ging his hands up to protect
al that I didn't stop myself. I couldn't. He was
e straightened, poised to attack, I didn't let him. Wi
he went over the edge, hands outstret
railing and a choked sound left my l