Sera smiled at how Amos ate the food in front of him. He only used a fork and ignored any cutlery. She was quite happy that Amos could eat like a human.Amos looked down and focused on eating his food. He knew Sera was watching him, but he didn't want to think about it. He just hoped he hadn't made a mistake. As he ate, he swallowed the food. It tasted strange but delicious.In the slave house, they had the same meal schedule every week. Apart from vegetables, they also get other nutritious foods such as meat. But, he had never eaten food like what he was eating right now."Can you smile?" asked Sera.Amos looked at the woman in front of him, confused. Why should he smile? He wasn't in the mood to smile at the moment."I've taken you out with me. Can't you smile at me in return?" Sera continued.Amos looked down, glancing at the half-eaten croissant on Sera's plate."Is that an order?" asked Amos.Sera smiled. "Do you only smile when I tell you to?""I don't know. But I'm not in the m
Hoper chuckled. "Does it have to be now?" The timing was not right when Sera was in a rage.However, Amos appeared to be struggling to hold back. He seemed to be holding it in for quite some time. Why was he saying it now?"Later on the first floor," Hoper said. Then he pulled Amos closer to the elevator and made him walk faster.Amos stopped in front of the open box. He didn't want to enter the box again. But seeing Sera looking at him impatiently, Amos hurriedly entered. He didn't care about anything anymore.Amos held on to anything as the elevator moved slightly as it descended. He closed his eyes. Hoper quickly withdrew his hand. When he opened his eyes, he saw the previous room in front of him. Amos was sure that the box was some kind of room-shifting device, but he still didn't understand how it worked. But he was interested."Miss, you can go to the car first. I'll take Amos to the bathroom," Hoper said."What happened to him?" asked Sera sharply."He seems to need to pee," Ho
Amos stepped back until his body was pressed against the stone door.The creature looked like a dog but was so big, it was as tall as Amos. Feeling in danger, Amos tried to get out of there. He opened the door, but it didn't move at all."Oh, what's going on?" he screamed in panic. He saw the big dog coming closer and closer to him.His shoulders trembled even more when he heard the dog growling in an unfriendly manner. He was sure that if it attacked him, he would die instantly."Please open it!" pleaded Amos, as he did everything he could to force the stone door open. He was sure he had only shifted the door to close it. But why couldn't he open it now?Amos turned around, seeing the dog only three meters away from him. He immediately held his breath, trying to stay calm, even though his chest was pounding."Hi, I'm not a bad guy," Amos said, trying to engage the dog in conversation. But the dog didn't seem to appreciate Amos' friendly words. Because its sharp fangs stuck out even m
Hoper still smelled Amos' body odor. But the odor disappeared in the alley. Where did Amos disappear? Why did he suddenly lose him?"Damn!" cursed Hoper. He was very upset. He knew Sera would not be happy to hear about this. He tried to continue find Amos. He was still exploring the small streets for clues. Amos would not suddenly disappear.Riel joined him after some time."Did you lose him?" asked Riel, wandering around the area his eyes could reach.Hoper was silent, he was panicked."Ms. Dumitrese won't like that," said Riel, walking into the alleyway and trying to find a hidden passage. But when they reached the end of the street, they found nothing.Hoper exhaled a rough breath. He stared at the row of small houses behind the tall gates along the street. There was no way Amos could have entered one of those houses, right? If Amos was there, he could smell him."That slave is so cunning. I let my guard down," Hoper regretted, pressing his forehead. He was tired and scared."We sh
"Sleep here. It's not luxury, but it's comfortable," Dion said pointing to the sleeping bag on the floor.Amos looked around the spacious room. Children slept comfortably and warmly under blankets. They all slept in one room."This is more than enough. Thank you," Amos replied."But, where are you going to sleep?" asked Amos, seeing no beds left there."I'll sleep in the next room. If you need me, come over. But I'm sure you have nothing to worry about here. Everything is safe and under control."Amos smiled. "Thank you. I don't know what would have happened without you.""No problem." After saying that, Dion quickly left the room.Amos lay down and stared at the ceiling. There were strange paintings there, random and irregular images. It was also colorful. Although the room was dimly lit, the painting was still clearly visible.He didn't want to think about it and fell asleep, too tired that day.***Dion walked into his room and found a woman standing impatiently."Fiona," Dion said
Amos felt the sunlight shining on his face for a long time, as his face felt hot. The light came in from the large glass window in the room. He then got up and realized the room was empty.Where have the children disappeared? The room was empty, the beds previously lined up were no longer there. Only his sleeping bag remained.Amos thought he slept too soundly to hear the children's commotion when he woke up. He quickly tidied up his sleeping bag and hurried out of the room. He passed through the corridor to the back garden. It was quiet there at the moment."Are you awake?" asked Dion from behind, startling Amos."Oh, y-yes. Where are the others?" asked Amos."Come with me, they're having breakfast. You should have breakfast too," said Dion as he walked quickly ahead of him. The man smiled.Amos followed Dion's lead."I thought they were ghosts. I didn't hear any sounds this morning," Amos said.Dion laughed crisply. "You slept too well. I've called you several times.""Really?" Amos
Amos tried to open the car door. He was very scared."Please let me go!" he shouted, banging hard on the car door. He saw gatekeepers standing around the car."Take him, tell Mr. Dumitrese that I'm taking him," said the policeman sitting behind the wheel.The guard nodded, then opened the car's back door.Amos was terrified. He hit the ground and tried to run. But the bodyguards didn't let him go. Although Amos was tall and strong, the guards were equally strong and there were enough of them to pin Amos to the ground."No! Let me go!" Amos struggled with all his might, but his body was bound to the ground. He couldn't move at all.Amos roared with all his might, but all that remained was despair. He returned to the monster's house. With a frustration, he stared at the police car moving away.Damn it! He swears.One thing Amos learned was that he couldn't trust anyone. It made him even more frightened and desperate. Could there be no way to escape Dumitrese?Either way, he still had to
Amos knew it was useless to beg for forgiveness. Sera was merciless. If she wanted to kill him, even if he begged until he bled, it would be useless. So he could only dodge as much as he could.In addition to the wounds on his entire body, some open wounds were still oozing fresh blood, while others were dried blood stuck to his skin. His appearance resembled a cow in a slaughterhouse that had just been slaughtered. His hair was sticky with blood, and his face was dirty with blood and dust. And this time, with teardrops.Amos didn't care anymore. From the beginning, he should have realized he was a slave. His fate would not change no matter how hard he tried. He was too confident. He thought he was smart enough to move. But, until now, he had only brought misfortune to his friends in the slave house.Sera's steps got closer. Amos stumbled backwards until his body hit the cold wall. Knowing he had no way out, he turned his head down with a trembling body.Sera's feet were thirty centim