章節 32: Bedroom
It seemed like an open warning to her that that was what was going to happen if she were ever to run away. She didn't understand if it was a vampire thing but why did he want to keep her here? Was she nothing but part of his amusement where he would enjoy threatening and scaring her. He could have gone for any other slave but to her misfortune or fortune, this man had bought her not for hundreds but thousands of gold coins.
When the door to the room was knocked upon, Damien didn't even bother to look and he said, "Come inside, Falcon," it appeared that he knew just by the sound of the knock or time of who had arrived at his door. In came the butler with a trolley that had food, "Leave it here. Dismissed," Damien's words were very short and the butler didn't go stand for another extra second. He stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Penny eyed the trolley which had delicious-looking food on it. The smell was magnificent which made her mouth water at the smell of it. Damien had his eyes on Penny, the sight of her drooling over the food that had arrived.
"Eat what you want," he said. Penny who had been staring at the food, her head snapped to look at him. He was being serious? "Did you think that is what I would say?"
"..." this man was wearing her out and soon her soul would be departing away from her body. Penny nodded to herself internally that that was what was going to happen to her if she stayed here for a couple more weeks.
"I haven't had my food this morning or noon. The master gets fed first and then comes the pet into the equation. Go sit on the bed," he ordered her. He dipped his finger in one of the dishes when his eyes didn't break away from her where he put the finger into his mouth to give a hum of approval, "So tasty," he murmured after he pulled out his finger from his mouth.
He put the food he wanted to eat on his plate one after another where Penny had to tear away her gaze from him as well as the sight of the plate that he had held in his hand, "Do you know how to cook?"
"Yes."
"What do you know to cook?" he asked her as he walked around to come and sit right next to where she was. Penny didn't know what was this art of torture but whatever it was, it was very effective. She had thought he was being gentle with her when he was toweling her wet hair but his switch in mood and personalities were like hot and cold whiplash which she wasn't able to grasp.
"The basic cooking one needs to live their life by. I don't think I can cook something like this though," she answered him without looking at him but straight at the wall which was below the fireplace.
"Right. I don't think the family of the peasants have access to the spices that are imported and sold at high prices at the black market," his words were casual. It wasn't meant to make her feel lower as that was how Damien spoke without holding back his words but that didn't mean it didn't make Penny feel small.
She had never been or had never found the opportunity to converse and mingle with the elites, making her world limited to only people of her own status.
"What are you sulking sitting there for?"
"Nothing," she didn't want to talk to him right now.
Damien's eyes slightly narrowed at her snipped answer which he disliked, "Nothing? What did I say about making you do things and you obeying me?"
Penny gritted her teeth, her jaw clenched out of the hunger, "You promised to feed me without depriving me of food."
"Who said I was depriving you of food?" Hearing this, she turned to look at him where she caught him staring at her intently, "Open your mouth, little mouse," Penny's face suddenly caught fire and she looked away.
"I can eat it myself."
"The words were very clear and you said it. I will 'feed' you, now don't be stubborn or you won't have this or anything else," Damien's eyes were lit up in amusement. Enjoying the girl's reaction where she looked utterly flustered by his words, "Say, ahhh," he sang and Penny's cheeks turned redder by the seconds that passed.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Doing what?"
"This," she said before adding, "Master Damien," so that she wouldn't offend him by even mistake.
Damien cocked his head to the side, his face changing one to the expression of wonderment, "But you said you wanted to eat, didn't you?"
"Yes, but-" she herself stopped not knowing what to do with this night creature who was hell-bent in torturing her. When she saw a grin start to appear on his face, she was speechless, "Why are you doing this to me?" her words and voice turned softer than usual as if she were tired.
"Because I like tormenting you. I have never felt this sense of pleasure with anyone else, do you know why that is so?" he asked her as if intrigued by his own words. Those red eyes of his looked at her unwaveringly which made her feel more exposed to his antics. Why was he saying it as if it were a good thing? Being tormented wasn't a good feeling, it was a terrible feeling.
"Because I am your slave?" she asked him, gulping down when the grin turned to a smile.
Leaning closer to her, he whispered as if it were a secret which no one was supposed to hear, "You are special, little mouse," Penny blinked back at him.
Tormenting and troubling a person meant the person was special? This man sure needed his words to be checked before he said those.
"You don't believe me," his expression suddenly flipped to one of being sad. As if suddenly hurt by the thought of her not believing, "Last chance, open your mouth or stay hungry until next night," with her stomach grumbling, she was left with no choice but to part her mouth open, "Good girl," he praised her before feeding the food with the fork and occasionally switching it to spoon.
In that time of him feeding her, Damien didn't take one bite from the food which she noticed to look down at the plate.
"Aren't you going to eat?" She did remember him mentioning how he hadn't eaten his meal since morning and he had been starving.
"What a good pet I have who is worried about her master," saying this he put one more spoon into her mouth and the next one went to his mouth, "Soon we will have a harmonious relationship between us. Who knew that one punishment in the rain would work wonders," he chuckled, "Seems like you have a lot of things to say though right now. Open your mouth," he said again to put the spoonful of food back into her mouth.
Penny shook her head and he responded back with, "Your face tells otherwise. Just to make sure, I will take you somewhere soon when I am free. We need to make sure you know you are in good hands," she didn't understand what that meant and only continued to chew her food, "An example is I have never fed anyone until now. Except for the wolf-like dog that is chained behind at the shelter, you are the only human. You should feel privileged that this master of yours is taking time to feed you. I also call you little mouse."
"I can-"
"I know you have hands, Penny. I am not blind unless you think otherwise now," his voice was curt as if wanting to keep her where she belonged and not have her come up in status just because he called her playfully to be special, "It's a sweet name. Little mouse, you will know in time," Penny wondered if she would stay or survive until that time which Damien spoke of, "Want more?"
"I am full," she answered him. Damien didn't inquire further. One because he was too great to ask his slave the same question twice. Two because he wanted her to learn that if she needed something, she would have to voluntarily ask him without him asking her.
When it came to the time to sleep, Penny instead of sitting on the bed had stood up when the butler arrived to take the food back which was emptied along with the trolley.
Damien who had worn the soft quilt like slippers beneath his feet removed it to get in the bed. As he sorted the blanket on him, he found Penny standing at the foot of the bed like a statue, "Do you need a special invitation to get in?"
"I will be sleeping here? I don't mind taking the floor, Master Damien. A slave shouldn't-" just as she started to reason out so that she wouldn't have to share the bed with him, she stopped speaking again with the way he looked at her right now.
"Don't test my patience, Penny. I am tired so close your mouth and get into the bed. Now."
Penny didn't like this special treatment. She didn't mind being a maid and working here but this here wasn't something acceptable yet the way he looked at her where there was no smile on his face. Damien looked nothing less to a ferocious wolf that was waiting for its prey to make a mistake so that it could pounce on the poor prey.
"Blow out the candle lights on the stand and at the top up there. You will find the pipe at the side. Get inside the bed after that," he ordered before turning his back on her for a little while so that he could pick up the book that laid in one of his drawers.
Penny searched for the pipe Damien mentioned and started to blow out the candles that were up in the chandeliers. Once she had done her work of blowing the candles while keeping only the ones near him lit as he was reading the book. She dragged her feet close to the bed...
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NOTE: Add new book to your library 'Allure of the Night'
章節 33: No where to run
Add new book to your library- The Crown's obsession
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It appeared that they were not only sharing the same bed but also the same blanket. Penny gingerly lifted the covers and got inside the bed while making sure she stayed as far as she could from him. If she were to move further to her left, she would only fall flat on the carpeted marble floor where there was no carpet.
She had slept on this bed before therefore she had a good memory of how soft the bed was or is but to have the vampire next to her, she doubted she would be able to sleep soundly.
Taking a peek at him, she noticed a glass that sat on top of his nose which she hadn't seen before. Did pureblooded vampires have glasses? How strange, thought Penny to herself. Seeing that he wasn't talking to her anymore and was busy reading his book, the man somewhat looked much more reasonable along with his aura which looked calmer right now as he was concentrating on not bothering anyone.
The candlelight that fell on his face from the lamp that was stationed on his side of the desk gave out a shade full appearance from where she saw. A silhouette where she took in the note that if the man wasn't odd and rude, he could be taken to be one of the decent and handsome men of the night creature community but it wasn't so. He looked sensible right now. Without wanting to disturb him, her head sank further into her pillow, pulling the blanket close to her nose where only her eyes were visible.
With her drenched in the rain and a good meal in her stomach, she slowly started to doze off until her eyes completely shut themselves to take her to the dreamlands.
Damien who had been reading his book finally closed it, placing it on the table where his transparent glasses were pulled away from his face to place it atop of the book. His eyes glanced towards the girl whose face was turned to look at his side of the bed.
The girl slept peacefully, though the initial jitters that were running through her mind and nerves which were clear as the day itself she was in deep sleep now. Absolutely having no self-awareness of where she was with her guard down.
Her lashes were long which dusted on the upper part of her cheek. Her lips slightly parted as she breathed in and out. Her jade green eyes were closed which he always liked or tried to understand what he was trying to do which only made it that much more interesting. The blanket sharing and if he were to reach further and move underneath it he was sure he would be able to reach her. The bed was heating up not only because of the fireplace but also because of the person who slept on the bed right now. One of her hands was loosely clenched together to a fist.
She looked defenseless, just like the girl whom he had seen the first time. Going back to look at the lamp next to him. He blew the candle to dim the room and the night passed.
Penny who was in her own dreamland dreamed about her mother who was preparing something in the small kitchen of their house as Penny herself sat on top of one of the slabs to look at her mother cook as she had no one else to talk to except for her own mother. The villagers weren't welcoming with a few things which had turned them hostile against the mother and the daughter, leaving them on their own.
At a certain point, the dream hazed out, waking her up because of a bird that had chirped next to the window to later fly away. As her eyes slowly started to focus back in the room. Penny felt a certain heaviness slightly above her waist which made it difficult for her to breath.
Wondering what was stopping from breathing the morning air, she looked at the top ceiling of the bed to finally shift her eyes at the arm that was wound around her waist. Penny's eyes widened to the point that she felt it was going to pop out of her eye socket.
Her eyes quickly moved to the man whom the arm belonged to, his head considerably close to her where one side of the face was resting on the pillow while the other exposed.
Oh, dear lord! Penny screamed in her mind. Scared and worried, she took his arm as carefully as she could without waking Damien up who was sound asleep. She prayed to God desperately he wouldn't wake up to look at them in this compromising situation. Her chastity would be questioned by her future husband, and the more she thought about it the more she started to panic.
Freaking out internally she raised his arm, inch by inch until it was hanging in the air and she felt his arm about to go back to hold her waist, she rolled right around to fall on the ground with a light thud.
Before he could wake up with the sound and the movements she ran to the bathroom and behind the curtains to have her heart patted as she patted it above her chest due to the thudding sound it made.
That pervert master! She should have known this would happen but she had hoped for him to behave with her decently. Until now all he had done to her was torture but never doing anything close to sexual. Next time she was going to sleep she was laying pillows once he was asleep to make sure he wouldn't cross the boundaries between them. Looking at her reflection in the large mirror that was on the wall she caught sight of her where her cheeks were burning hot out of sheer embarrassment.
Taking a deep breath, she peered through the curtain to see Damien who had pulled the pillow she had her head on to hold it in his arms to sleep. No matter if it was a habit or not this vampire was not only crazy, odd, narcissist, bipolar but also a pervert now, she silently glared at him before stepping out of the bathroom.
Stepping outside the room didn't seem like an option at the moment as she didn't know who she was going to meet. No matter what he had made her do and had told her, there was something that had ringed in her mind. Last night when they were done pulling the weeds with his little education, he had told her not to go following people blindly here it being his own house.
With that little warning of his, she decided to listen to him. Even if he hadn't given her food to eat by herself. He had fed her like a child making her do one embarrassing thing after another. Going to stand next to the window, she gazed out at the estate of the Quinn which had nothing much in here.
Penny wondered how she would escape from here with Quinn's residence that was built at the top of the hill with a few trees around which was led through the bridge to go out from here to go anywhere. It was the bridge which was the most difficult of all.
Passing through there without the guards not noticing was an impossible task. Jumping from one of the rooms wasn't an option as it was surrounded by water, the shore often getting high at night where the water hitting the hill and the building could be heard. She was no swimmer to swim, all she could do was handle herself for two minutes before someone either came to pull her out or her body sunk into the body of water.
Would she be able to get away? If yes, then when was it going to happen? she asked herself these questions.
And as Penny was busy talking to herself within her mind looking out at the forest and the garden right below them where they were sitting together yesterday, she failed to notice that the man on the bed was watching every movement of hers like a hawk.
Damien had woken up when Penny had touched her soft hands on his, trying to move. Instead of taking away and being lazy, he had decided to let it be while seeing what the girl was going to do. It was amusing to see the girl trying to escape him but he didn't forget the way her slender waist felt in his arms. He himself hadn't realized holding her in his sleep, he now stared at her where she, in turn, was looking outside the window. By the line of her sight, it was evident that she wasn't looking at the garden anymore but the forest, the world beyond this mansion which he wasn't willing to send her to.
She was bound to him now. Though he hadn't placed a master-slave bond he wouldn't let her go anywhere out of his sight, not anytime soon and the truth was never. Damien didn't have the habit of letting anything go. Once his eyes were set that was it. He wasn't the kind to make impulsive decisions, never had he done and he had prided himself on it.
Since the time he had set his eyes on this human, she had already turned to him before he even bought her from the black market. The little mouse was struggling, hoping to free itself from the paws but what it didn't know was that it was never going to happen. Freedom wasn't an option; it was one of the reasons he had got her to give an oath that she would abide by him through her own words.
Penny who had been staring outside finally felt the stare on her to which she turned her face to look at Damien who was up and staring at her, "How was your sleep?" he asked her.
"It was okay."
"Just okay?" he raised his eyebrows as if disappointed...
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