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Hi Everyone!
It took me 13 Chapters before uploading an author's note to talk to you guys lol.
To start with, I am Joanne Cristel. Most people call me Joanne, but I always introduce myself as Cristel to my readers.
Anyway, this author's note is a simple note that can help me talk to you and know your thoughts about the recently uploaded chapters. How's the story going for you? Is the pace too fast or slow? What do you feel about the characters so far? Are they annoying? Are their actions justifiable? Are you guys expecting some character developmet on the main leads? How about the word count on every chapter? How many wirds do you prefer? Let me know in the comments section so I can think if I'll consider them!
This is my first story (hoping it won't be my last) that I will write in this platform. I am planning to write more stories and translate my imagination to share them to other people. I am hoping to get to know you well. Thank you for giving my story a chance to be read. I wish to see you all at the end of this story.
Thank you very much!
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My Mate, My Slave Chapter 14
Ezra’s POV“I think Romeo prepared some food, sir. Do you want us to go back to the house and eat, or you want us to eat at the party instead?” Roman asked.I noticed that he was looking at me while asking the last line.“We’ll just dine in there. It will took our cook another hour to prepare our meal,” Ryler answered.My hand instinctively fly to my stomach when I felt it growl. I bite my lower lip and look at the backs of the two men.Am I included when they will eat? I’m already hungry. I do not remember eating something the whole day.We stopped right in front of the tall and navy-blue double gates. It automatically opened and we stepped inside.I travel my eyes around in awe. After the double gates, the main door is located meters away. We march towards it and I could not stop myself from roaming my eyes and admiring the view.Well, to be honest, there’s nothing much to se aside from its luxurious exterior with well-trimmed grass that guides your path to the main door, but the th
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 15
Ezra's POV "I'm glad that you came. I am actually waiting for you!" he said. I cleared my throat and slightly move away from Romeo. I cannot take the glares that I am receiving from Ryler. “T-thanks, sir…” I replied awkwardly. I tried to minimize my voice even I know Ryler can still hear it. I am not even sure if I am allowed to talk to someone. I am still a slave and after this, I’ll go back to my cell. “Nah. Stop calling me ‘sir’. I am not your master. You can call me ‘Romeo’,” he said. I look at him and with hesitation, I nod. He place his arm on my shoulder and motioned me to face the two. “So, what are you guys waiting for? Let’s start the party!” he said on which the crowd cheered. I shut my eyes tightly as the booming sound of the party music and the cheers of the crowd echoed on the corners of the place. Romeo was about to snatch me from them. He turn on his back to Ryler and his twin and was about to drag me with him when suddenly, I felt a warm and rough hand caught
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 16
Ryler's POV"Jeez. Calm down. I'm not going to hit you," Romeo said.I stare at her. I notice how she instinctively jump in her place and her arms was about to shield herself from Romeo's movement.My eyes travel from her face down to her body. I saw some bruises in her neck, and i remember seeing some on her neck earlier when she was naked. She's wearing a tight hugging dress that length falls just below her private. Even she's wearing a high-knee boots, the red marks and scars in her inner thigh did not passed from my eyes. I am not certian if she got those bruises from when they were chased and sold as slaves or when Laura pulled a trick on her and used the guards or maybe there is another reason. One thing I'm certain, she's being abused. In my peripheral vision, I notice how Romeo's eyes pierced into her. "Go on. I'm already hungry," I said, wnating her to exit the place and out of Romeo's sight."Alright. Let me lead you to the kitchen area--""Roman, call a servant to help h
My Mate, My Slave Author's Note (2)
Hello everyone! Here's my second author's note for this month. How is everything going? I hope everything's well. For those who have no idea, I am currently a 4th year college student in the Philippines. And today, i just finished my on-the-job training. It takes me 2 hours maximum to go to the site of my OJT and another 2 and a half hour to go home. I completed a 500-hour training and now I am already a candidate for graduation, yehey! Starting from today, I can already focus on writing this story. I hope you'llb eenthusiastic as I am.Hoping for you to be reponsive to my story chapters, thank you!
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 17
Ezra's POV The servant slidess open the door that separates the venue of the party from the kitchen. Like how I reacted to the whole house, my jaw dropped at what was in front of me. The kitchen's interior is far from the original interior design of the house. When I first step inside this house, all I could think is how dark the color palette that they used was. However, their kitchen is different! The kitchen's interior design is gold and white. There is an empty center island where the servant went. She pressed something and my eyes widens when I saw the whole island blink in red. "You'll cook here. This will serve as your stove." Once again, my jaw drop. I do not know how many times my lips will part on this house. "This is an electric sensory stove," she said. She probably realized that I am too amazed. I think my ignorance is evident on my face. I look at her and awkwardly chuckle. "O-Ohh.. is that so...? I'm sorry, but what's your name again?" I asked. I don't re
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 18
Ezra’s POV I am waiting for Jenny so I can cook the barbeque already. It’s been a couple of minutes since she left and I do nothing here other than stare at nothingness and listen to the faded music of the party music in the background. I heard a knock on the door. I thought it was Jenny but it was just another servant wearing the same uniform as her. The girl looked pale. She’s crossing her arms over her chest as if she’s covering her body from someone. Unconsciously, my eyes roam around her body. I notice a slight bruise on her arm and a cut on the side of her lips. She was in a hurry when she came in, but pauses when she saw me inside the kitchen. I stretches out my lips to offer her a smile although I am not sure if it was the gesture that she need. I fix my stance by standing properly and made a few steps closer to her. “H-hi. I’m E-Ezra,” I said and offered my hand. I stretch out my hand with an open palm, asking for a handshake from her. But she only avoided her gaze. I
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 19
Ezra’s POV It’s been minutes since Mica and Master Shiro left the kitchen however, the face of Mica keeps flashing on my mind. The way her eyes blinked uncontrollably at me as if she was asking for help. After the scene earlier, I think I already know why she’s quivering in fear and where the bruises all over her body and the cut on the side of her lips came from. I bite my lower lip and shut my eyes close. How could she ask for my help? Does she think I am someone she can ask for help with? I sigh. To be honest, not to discredit what she’s been experiencing, but I do think her position is better than mine. At least she’s not being asked to carry a child for nine months and vanish. I stared at the whole kitchen. Despite the bitter environment that I’ll face here in this place, I still could not stop myself from being amazed by all the house designs and the place itself. I don’t see such places way back in the village. This place feels like something I’ll see on the screen of the t
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 20
Ezra’s POV“Scared?” he asked with a smirk on his face. He started walking towards me. I did not notice that I keep on stepping backward until my back hit the edge of the countertop.I gulp. He is smirking at me, but his closing our gap makes me uncomfortable.My hand started quivering and the small strands of hair at the back of my neck stands.I could not move anymore due to the sink at my back and I do not want to remove my eyes from him, scared of what he might do.He leaned forward and tilt his head with the same smirk plastered on his face. He then places his hands on my side to jail me in between.He looked at me intently and his eyes dropped on my lips and crawled back to my eyes.“Hmm… I’m right,” he murmured.I feel like something heavy was lifted on my chest when he fixes his stance and withdrew from me.He then inserted his hands into his pocket. “Ryler is lucky to have a slave like you. You are beautiful.”My lips parted at what he said. I look at him with a confused expr
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