Chapter 7 -- TRAINEE

Written by Evelyn Mba

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Ma'am. The maid called.

Ma'am, master Bruce needs your Presence. 

  He's in his room. The maid said.

His room?? It drenched the life out of her.

That was the last place, she would want to go.

Go, you don't want to keep him waiting. Caitlin gestured her to go.

She feigned a smile and looked up the stairs.

  Room? That word scared the life out of her.

Heaving a deep breath, she climbed the stairs to his room.

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Master.. she trembled, knocking at the door.

  Come in. She heard.

Pushing the door open, she looked around.

Hmph. The light were on today.

  Maybe, he isn't really addicted to darkness.

She heard the water running and took her eyes to the bathroom.

  He was taking a bath.

She stood still not taking another step.

  Her head recalling that word that says;

"Better safe than sorry"

  She kept repeating it...

The bathroom door opened and he walked out.

Staring at the woman in front of him.

  As she closed her eyes tight till it grimaced her face.

What are you doing? He asked.

  She startled, her eyes widened.

Ma..master. she cracked and lowered her gaze.

He scoffed and turned around, putting on his shorts.

What is your name? He asked, staring at her.

Her breathing itched. Why does he care?

  There's no need to know her name. Right?

I just asked a question, Olive.

  Should I say it again? He gritted his teeth.

He hates to be left hanging.

Huh? Olive?

So he knows her name.

Why does he still wants to hear it?

 

But.. master, you called my name. She said.

Are you crazy? He asked calmly.

 Crazy? Am not crazy master. She replied.

Then, what is your name? He asked again.

Olive. Olive Dexter. She said, fidgeting her nails.

I see you're quite Stubborn. He said, moving closer to her.

How about I push you to the table and f**k you in a way, you'll scream your lungs out. He said.

Her eyes dilated in fear.

  That is not necessary Master.

I'll do anything you ask of me. She muttered.

His lips curved into a smile.

  Being my slave, doesn't mean I'll only derive s*x pleasures from you but you have to go to battle too. He sis.

Can you survive it? He smirked.

I have survived worse, Master. She replied

Okay then, Your training start by 9am tommorow morning.

  Jason will be your teacher. He added, moving to other side of the bed.

Training? 

Gosh!! What kind of life is this?

What about your family? He asked her, although he knows everything about her family... He still wanted to hear it from her lips.

He had investigated about her earlier.

They uhmm.. am sorry Master. I don't have any history with them. She mumbled.

Nothing? He asked, awaiting answer.

  Yes, nothing. She replied after some minutes.

He picked his phone from the bed and dialed a number.

Come to my room. He said and dropped the phone.

Olive wondered how one man could command a while squad. Thousands of them.

A knock on the door jolted her out of her thoughts.

Master..

Come in. He said, putting on a shirt.

Good afternoon Master. The guy greeted.

 

Jason, she's your trainee. Her training starts tomorrow by 9am. Get that? He asked and the guy nodded.

Yes Master.

Leave. He said and turned to her.

Take off your clothes and hold the table. He said.

  

This time not cold but calm...

T. B. C