Salem stood by the doorway, unsettlingly calm gaze on her.
Inayah stood, half terrified and burning Bright red with shame at the notion of being caught not only eating forbidden food, but stuffing her face in the process, without so much of a care.
She must’ve looked grotesque with grease and spices smeared across her mouth, cheeks bulging from being overstuffed and her hand… Inayah released the leg she had torn away and straightened, forcing herself to swallow whilst keeping a straight face.
Her heart breathed into a paper bag of worry, shock roofing her to the ground. Words deserted her in that moment as she lay vulnerable before her master.
Salem Watched her a moment longer, then straightened, “Come to my chambers after you are done.” Is all he says before pivoting and leaving her.
Dread. That was all she felt and the food that once settled nourishingly sweet in the pit of her belly turned sour and churned about. She gre
Salem had officially won the worst companion to sleep with in the universe. Or perhaps it was his whole hardened demeanor, even in slumber, that denied Inayah of sleep.She lay awake trapped between his body and the thick mattress, struggling to loosen her muscles and even then, sleep had deserted her.Inayah was painfully aware of his breath against her temple, his heart that beat dully against her shoulder blade, every inch of his body down to the fine hairs on his legs. She lay stiff, hoping he would release her, and if not, praying for darkness to take over quicklyIt did not.Hence in the silence of the room, Inayah willed her mind to flee her current state as she thought of Sin’s recent change in behavior. His emotions gave her whiplash, racing from hot to cold, affectionate to distant.It irked her, and not in the good way.Being uncertain of someone’s emotions, let alone motives, made room for anxiety and panic. He
Inayah hovered by Salem’s study chambers. She wore the only other outfit she had, brown dress, scarf and boots. Her hair was slightly damp from the hurried shower she had taken, face flushed from the cold morning air.Kade had wanted to take her out of the mansion.She had not refused, and a slight thrill of finally leaving the boundaries surged through her. Thrill, then terror at the realization of having to tell Salem. Her master. What if he denied her of that right? What if he scoffed in her face? Better yet, what if he punished her for even tolerating the idea? She was a slave after all, and slaves do not seek the pleasures of the freed.Still.Kade was dressing in his room and Mathilde was banging pots and pans whilst moving about in the kitchen having nothing to do since Inayah had done it all in her moment of adrenaline-filled joy. She figured if she did all the chores before Mathilde woke then she would have no reason to interject Ina
Kade stood by the mansion’s entrance dressed in dark brown breeches, white satin shirt and coat. His hand idly brushes the hilt of his sword strapped to his hip, humming tunelessly as his gaze listlessly wanders over the forest before him.Despite his calm outward demeanor, his mind runs amok with thoughts of the girl. Sin’s slave.Inayah.It had been long since a female ever caught his attention in such a way. His attraction to her stemmed not from lust but curiosity.His brother had not brought up the purchase of a new slave, hence the sudden sight of her was surprising. It made him wonder why Salem failed to mention the new member to his home.That is until Kade spent a few hours watching the slave girl. There was something about the girl. Hardly nineteen years of age, with a little flower-like face, a small Greek head with plaited coils of dark-brown hair, eyes that were earthy brown wells of passion, lips like the petals of a rose.
Inayah sat on her bed, her belly of nervous anticipation.She had gone about her day in a flurry of sickening excitement, washing clothes thoroughly, scrubbing floors clean, polishing the silver all before Mathilde could command her to do so. By the time dusk began to encroach in the horizon, her whole body was sore, knuckles and knees bruised pomegranate red but she did not care.Be ready tonight. Kade had whispered in that mischievous promising way, I will return for you before midnight.Before midnight. Inayah glanced at the small clock overhead and cleared her throat. She smoothed both palms over the skirt she wore. It was not the most impressionable one she had, if anything it was the only piece of lower clothing she possessed when Sin had taken her.Rising from the bed, Inayah approached the small shard of glass mirror and raised it to her face, angling this way and that as she scrutinized her exterior. The excitement that bubbled within her began t
Kade rested a hand on the rough paintwork that coats the door and pushed. Rough wooden splinters cut into his palm; shards of black paint crumble to the floor. The hinges squeal as though they are a warning, but the plea is silence by a wall of noise. Laughter overpowers the music. Conversations swirl in a dirty cloud of smoke, the stagnant stench of cigarettes hides within the collaboration of mephitic odors.A sharp smell of drink wafted towards him, like black plumes bellowing from the windows of a burning house. There’s even a hint of sick tainting the fragrance of the room. Ignoring the curious pointed stares directed at the two of them, blatant outsiders, Kade inhales a lungful greedily and braces a palm against the small of Inayah’s back.“Welcome to my side of the world,” he commented with a wicked smile, ignoring the sudden weighted resistance of her body as she attempted at digging her boots into the wooden planks, leaning far back.
Oscar?Kade studied the pimply brute of a boy, medium height with a head full of brown curly hair and light green eyes. There was something odd about the mortal, perhaps it was the fact that he stood between three large men who eyed Kade distastefully.Or rather, it was the fixated way he stared at Inayah. His Inayah.“Inayah,” Oscar began, stepping forward then halted, eyes lifting to Kade who simply watched with an imperturbable expression.His bemused stare wandered between the two. “I have been searching for you everywhere.” The boy finally managed, still staring at Kade though he spoke to the girl.Kade’s head cocked to the side, studying the boy from the bridge of his nose. “Oscar.” he finally spoke, eyes glinting with fire and water, together in an unending torrent.The boy straightened, somehow gathering courage and finally regarding Kade head on, though he simply stood at five foot eight whi
“Come on!”The two figures stumbled through the woods blindly. Oscar had latched onto Inayah’s wrist, desperately tugging her across absolute darkness. “Faster Inayah!”Inayah’s heart tumbled in her chest, her stomach rolled awash with terror and nerves.After the never ending lights of the village, Inayah underestimated the utter blackness of nighttime in the woods. In her mind the trees would be black trunks against a bluish charcoal sky, the path would become deepest brown and the moonlight would bleach the stones with it.Hasn’t every painting of woods at night been like that?Even if there was a moon tonight, its silvery rays would not penetrate the dense canopy above. They were too far in to turn back, the twilight she had mistaken for night had passed rapidly. It could be no blacker in a coffin, six feet under and piled high with dirt.“Oscar-″ Inayah wheezed as she tripped over a
Sleep deserted Inayah throughout the short night. It slinked along the absolute darkness of her room, creeping on the corners, edging towards her. It slowly sunk from the tips of her toes upwards and just as her lids grew heavy with exhaustion, she shuddered awake in terror.At dawn’s first light, Inayah was up and drenched in night sweat. She did not sleep, she could not sleep. The thought of shutting her eyes when something such as Kade - inhuman, slept within the same walls as her not only terrified but denied her body of any rest.The night’s events remained clear as day in her mind. Kade’s nude body, the blood that slicked his skin, tufts of fur that had not fully sunken during his transformation. His canines hard barely retracted, slicing the skin of his lower lip and drawing blood during the process. It was maddening. Unreal.He approached her still mid-shift, and Inayah could do nothing but stare.When his hand touched her should