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Chapter 8: A Slave or A Goddess?

Stretching out her limbs Vevina stepped back into the pent house. It was an easy kill and she felt herself to be thoroughly refreshed after this little exercise.

Walking to the kitchen she saw a basket of fruits kept on the island and feeling her stomach grumble from hunger she was about to take one when she realized that her hands were still dirty from the blood.

It had completely escaped her mind that she had to wash her hands and walking to the kitchen sink she vigorously rubbed at it with the liquid soap kept there. When the smell of roses filled the air and her hands reverted back to their ivory color she wiped them on a hand towel kept there and rushed to get her food.

“You might want to change your clothes and shoe before you get that,” Alastor’s voice cut through the silence making her realize that she wasn’t alone.

Looking towards the entrance she saw him standing there. He was bathed and dressed in new clothes, a luxurious brown suit that was left open in the front to displa
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