Chapter 10 -- TRAINING 1

Written by Evelyn Mba

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TRAINING 1

The night still had a long way till morning.

As Bruce carried her back to her room, she grip his shoulders tight.

Maybe it was a bad dream, she was having.

He passed the living room, not minding the maids that stood still with blobed eyes.

Staring at the scene.

Go to sleep now. He ordered and they all scurried away.

He walked to her room and dropped her on the bed.

Walking away, she grabbed his hand tight.

Dad, don't leave... Please, just stay here.

Please. She cried profusely.

He heaved a deep breath and sat on the bed, rubbing her hand

Go to sleep Olive. He whispered and walked out quickly.

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Ring...rrrgggggg. The alarm rang noisily like usual.

Ahhhh.. Olive held her head, sitting on the bed.

She had made sure, the alarm woke her 8am, since her training was beginning by 9am.

Good morning Ma'am. She heard.

Huh? She rubbed her sleepy and blurry eyes to see a maid, peering into her face.

Good morning Ma'am. The maid greeted again.

Good morning. She yawned and stood up.

How can I help you? She asked 

Uhumm.. Ma'am, Master asked me to see to it, that you go to the field exactly 9am. The maid said.

Seriously? She scoffed.

I've heated the water, it's warm and your clothes are ready. The maid said again.

Where are my clothes? She asked and turned.

Wow.. it's beautiful. Olive said.

Master picked it himself. The maid whispered to her.

He? He picked it himself? 

How? Olive asked.

I don't know but he choosed it himself. The maid said.

She nodded and walked into the bathroom to take her bath.

She had told her not to be late.

But would he be there? At the training?

She was so nervous, nervous to always meet his eyes.

Ma'am, it's 8:23am already. The maid said.

Olive ran into the tub, bathing very fast.

She ran outside, applying her mild cream on her skin.

Somehow... At the back of her head.

She smiled.... This wasn't a life of a slave. She was a Queen.

Her thoughts, her smile all flew away when she heard.

Ma'am, it's already 9am.

What? But she just came out now.

Open The Door. A voice said from the door.

Oh God, she recognizes it, it's the Master's.

Was he actually checking and watching his time, so he could punish her? She wondered.

She turned and grab a towel, covering herself up.

The maid seeing her covered, opened the door only to get a slap from the Master.

Mas...mas..Master. she quivered in fear.

What was your job? His voice came out icily.

I.. she... I'm sorry. She bent her head.

Get Out. He said.

The maid scurried away, leaving them both.

And what did I tell you? He asked, moving closer to her.

She moved back in fear, praying for God's intervention.

Her back hit the wall and he walked closer.

What did I say last night? He asked again.

I..I woke up late. She cracked, holding unto her towel.

He looked at her and scoffed.

Take it off. He said, his eyes piercing hers.

Take what off, Master? She asked.

Don't act dumb with me Olive, take it off. He said.

No one had to tell her what it was.

She losed her grip on the towel, making it fall off.

She felt her cheek heating up, her eyes looked outside the Patio.

God, the nerve of this guy.

Look at me Olive, it isn't the first time am seeing you naked. He said.

Her eyes diverted to him, she was sure her cheek would burst Soon due to the heat she was feeling.

Get ready for the training. He groaned.

She nodded and smiled, putting on her clothes.

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