Sneaking out, bathing, eating and sleeping has now become our habit. It became my routine. And everyday, while I suffer through the hardships, I comfort myself with imagining Angus and I looked forward to seeing him every night.
Tonight, I have made sure the others were fast asleep before I jumped out. This was due to a confrontation I had faced with Mally two days ago. We were sun drying the bush meats when she asked me why I was not in the room when she woke up to ease herself during the night. I had instantly come up with an excuse to deny her allegations. Although the young woman said no more, I knew she was not convinced. And I had become extra careful since then. I sighed with relief when I got to my destination. But I immediately became worried when I saw Lyla coming out of Angus' chambers. And with the suspicious way she was looking around, I knew she has not gone there for a good cause. But what could she be doing with him by this time of the night? I hid myself before she could spot me and immediately she left, I stomped into his quarters. I became alarmed when I met him seated on a sofa, naked from his waist up. My eyes widened and I suddenly became bothered with jealousy. I raised my brow questioningly at him and he sat back on the bed post, his calm demeanor flawless. "What is that girl doing here so late in the night?", I proved angrily and he folded his arms. "I want to know why she's here. Are you sleeping with her?", I asked and that got him furious. He stood up from the bed swiftly and then he was right before me. "And what if I am?", His response made me look up at him while he glared down at me with that arrogant stare of his, his chest rising and falling with anger. Dejectedly, I turned to leave but he dragged me back. I gasped at his roughness. "Where do you think you're going?", he snapped and I stopped on my feet, avoiding his gaze. "You want to walk out on me?", he asked with a disbelieving scoff. He stepped closer to me and made a rough grab of my jaw. "I am your lord. I own you and not the other way around, you get it?", he asked and I quickly nodded. "Try that with me again and I will make you regret your life", he gritted out before he threw me to the floor. When he turned to leave the room and I immediately went on my knees. Holding on to his leg, I begged vigorously. "Master Angus, please forgive me. I must be out of my mind. Please don't leave me", I pleaded desperately. What would I do with my life if he abandon me now? "I would never try that again. Please forgive me. Just this once, I beg you. I promise-- "Enough!", he suddenly barked and I clamped my lips shut. "Rise", he commanded and I quickly rose to my feet. Thanking my stars for saving me. He turned around and head to his bedroom and I immediately followed him. "Why were you not here yesterday?", he asked and I swallowed thickly. "Y_y_you, m_m. I came but you were not in the room.", I told him. "Next time, you will wait for me", he said and I nodded again. Sitting on his bed, he patted the space beside him and I settled down. "You must not get into my personal issue again". Knowing he was referring to Lyla, and as painful as it was to admit, I nodded. He then pulled the small table to our side and uncovered the dishes. He motioned for me to eat and I did. Some moments to eating, I remembered something I wanted to ask him. "Master", i began and he suddenly growled. "Angus", he corrected and I smiled. "Do you want something?", he asked and I nodded in affirmation. "It's been up to a few weeks now and you've not made any advance at me. Is there a problem?", I asked, my voice shaking with fear. He shook his head "No, I'm only taking my time.", he smiled down at me. "Don't worry, we have got a lot of time", he reassured. I know. I'm just scared you might become tired of me. That same night, I have just tip_toed back into the slave chamber and was ready to lay back when I felt a tap on my arm. Startled, I gasped but it was only Karen. I sighed and turned to her. I gasped again when I met her eyes. They were blood red and were almost closed. She was gasping for air and was asleep pale as a ghost. Oh no! I was not ready to lose another friend. I begun to fidget when she said something but I couldn't hear her. I decided to put my ear to her mouth. But what she said almost had my eyes out of its socket. "It's painful, Freye.", she murmmured with difficulty and then she added. "Please end it for me", she cried while I shook my head. Karen had always have a stomach issue and she goes unconscious from pain anytime it took so long for her to eat. Remembering that I had a loaf of bread I had stolen from Angus in my wrapper. I immediately took it out and handed it to her.She cried profusely and was immensely grateful. When she began to probe me on how I have gotten the food, I had to lie to her that I'm having an affair with one of the kitchen's servants. However, Karen threatened to report me to Yun unless I accept to bring her food every night. And that was how I began to steal from Angus every night. I was shocked when I came into the quarters one night and I met most of the girls on their feets, standing with Karen who has a bread in her hand and all glaring daggers at me. I do not need to be told, I knew I had been bursted.It took two days before I set my eyes on Angus again. I was sleeping in the chamber when I heard a low whistle behind me. I knew it was Sullivan. Immediately, I rose to my feet and crept out of the room.Walking into Angus' room, I paused on my feet, looking around the dark room until I sighted him standing by the wall. Breathing in, I walked closer to him until I was standing before him, our gazes locked together. I looked into his blue eyes and I wondered how I meant nothing to him. How could I have been no one?My eyes watered and I cast down my gaze. He raised his hand and his thumb wiped the lone tear that fell to my cheek, his fingers grazing my jaw. "How do you do, my dear?", he asked and I placed my hand on his chest, my gaze fixed on his chest. "How do I do? How have I been? I am the wind that flew by, the sunrise and the sunset. I am the morning dew. I am the dust beneath your feet, I am the beat of your heart ", I looked at him, a bitter smile on my face."I'm always wi
I pushed open the door to the slave chamber, my heart still racing from the events that had just transpired. The girls were crowded around a group of girls boxing, their cheers and shouts filling the air. But I couldn't care less about the spectacle. I made my way to my space, my mind reeling with thoughts of Angus and Mikael.As I sat down, I couldn't shake off the feeling of disgust and fear that had settled in my stomach. Mikael's suggestion that Angus had shared women with him before had left me feeling sick. The thought of being intimate with him was unbearable. I knew I had no control over my fate, and the possibility of being forced into such a situation was terrifying.I buried my face in my hands, trying to process my emotions. How could Angus even consider such a thing? Did he not care about my feelings or well-being? I thought about the way he had shielded me from Mikael's gaze, the way he had spoken to me with such tenderness. But now, I wondered if it was all just a facad
I crouched to one side, hugging my knees to my chest as I watched the others who had gone to lay down in groups, worn out from the stress of the last day. However, It wasn't really the work from the last day that wore us down, but the anticipation of the day to come. Dramatic days like today were common in the slaves' chamber – girls fighting for food, women fighting over a man, bullies and the like – but none had ever centered on me. I used to be a shadow in the room, quiet and unnoticed. Looking at the faces of these people stealing glances at me, I knew there was something off. The slaves knew something I didn't. Another thing I was sure of was that it was only a matter of time before they found out where I'd been spending my nights.I lay in bed, the soft sheet wrapped around my naked body as I watched Angus. He sat with his back to me, his head bent on a desk as he scribbles on a scroll, his brow tightened with concentration. Every once in a while, he would raise his head to dip
As I changed out of the luxurious silk and into my simple dress, Angus's gaze lingered on me, his expression solemn. I knew what he was thinking about. What he has come to realise. I could sense the weight of his thoughts, the unspoken words that hung between us. I knew that he was thinking about the vast differences between our worlds, the societal boundaries that separated us. To imagine it is vastly different from seeing it. As I fastened the last button on my dress, I caught his eye, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. I could see the longing in his gaze, the desire to bridge the gap between us. But I also knew that there were forces beyond our control that would not allow it to be easy. I stared at his elegant attire to my very worn out cotton and I gulped in. I'm sure he could see it too, and I wonder if the nature of our relationship would have been any different had I have been of a different status. With a quiet sigh, I tu
We made love a few times during the night, but it did nothing to ease the hurt in my heart, nothing to erase my memory of Lyla. The way she stared at him with such intimacy made my blood boil. It made me see red. But all the same, I felt helpless. I'm drowning in this river of emotions where only Angus could save me.My mind ran on many thoughts. I wondered if Lyla had recognised me earlier. Could she tell it was me? I could not tell. Not when she was so focused on Angus, with her body drawing to him like magnet. The scene repeated in my head and I gritted my teeth, seething with anger.I think he felt me tremble against him and he placed his calming hand on my shoulder. "You are not sleeping, is anything bothering you?".I hesitated before I spoke. "Can I ask you a question? And I want a sincere answer."He went silent behind me at once. It was as if he anticipated for the question. "Could you not ask?", his voice was gentle, tryi
Angus held me close to himself, , trying to pacify me. His warmth and scent enveloped me, calming my frazzled nerves. But as our bodies touched, the air seemed to charge with a different kind of energy. I felt my resistance melt away and my body relaxing into his embrace. Angus's chest rose and fell with steady breaths, his heart beating in rhythm with mine. He cradled my head against his chest, his fingers gently stroking my hair. My eyes shut close as the gentle touch sent shivers down my spine. I opened my eyes as he tilted my face up to his. Our eyes met, the connection sparking like electricity. The atmosphere suddenly changed and it became heated with our lust. I went lax in his arms and he crawled my head to his chest before his lips descended upon mine. The kiss, soft and gentle at first, but grew more insistent as it deepened. I could feel myself getting lost in the moment, my senses overwhelmed by the taste and scent of him. The world around us melted away, leaving only
The footsteps grew louder, and my anxiety spiked. I pulled the sheets closer, feeling vulnerable and exposed. The door creaked open, and my eyes met those of Lyla. My eyes widened.Lyla's eyes looked around the room, her expression guarded and searching, her gaze piercing as she moved closer to me. However, sensing her intensity, I looked away, my face hidden behind a veil of my hair. But Lyla wasn't deterred. She took another step forward, her movements quiet and deliberate.I could feel the weight of Lyla's probing stare. My skin prickling with unease and my heart beat loudly in my chest. I knew that look in her eyes. I knew it meant Lyla was piecing together fragments of suspicion and doubt. My heart beat faster, my breadth catching in my throat as Lyla took a step closer. The room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in on me like a vise. I began to sweat."Freye," Lyla she called, her voice low and her tone uncertain.My hands tremb
I twirled around to face him and my eyes locked onto his, shining with gratitude and desire. I wrapped her hands around his neck, my fingers tracing the nape of his neck, and pulled him closer. Our lips met in a tender kiss as my heart drummed in my chest. Angus's hands moved deftly, helping me out of the tight dress, until I stood before him in all my naked glory. The soft glow of the room's candles danced across my skin, highlighting my curves and I watched Angus who has paused to stare at my body as though he was seeing it for the first time, his eyes filled with admiration and longing. As we lay on the bed, my body arched toward him, anticipating the union while Angus's hands explored her skin, sending shivers downy spine. He bent, his mouth showering my body with kisses while I struggled to loose his trousers. When I finally succeeded, I took his manhood in my hand and I gave a firm squeeze.
I turned to leave. I have reached the door when he caught my wrist. Slowly, I turned to look up at him and he dragged his hand from my wrist, up my arm to my shoulders. My eyes closed as I struggled to fight my body's submission to him. With shaky hands, he held my cheeks and his lips descended to mine. As his lips touched mine, I felt a spark of electricity run through my body. Despite my initial intention to resist him, I could not. My lips seemed to melt into his, surrendering to the intensity of the moment. The world around me began to fade away, leaving only the sensation of Angus's lips on mine. His kiss was like a storm, wild and unpredictable, yet somehow familiar. My heart pounded in my chest as I felt myself getting lost in the moment. I tried to push back, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own, responding to Angus's touch in ways even I could not control. The kiss deepened, and I felt myself being pulled under, my senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the