Chapter Nineteen

Turning on his heel he walked out of the room to be replaced by the male Nurse he had hired to care for her until the cuts healed. He had been ordered to keep her in the bed and only allow her to leave it to use the bathroom. He might as well have the told the poor man to cage a visious wild tiger the enforced rest lasted for a day and a half and then she threw the most almighty tantrum screaming at him that she would kill herself if he kept her in the bed for one minute longer. She had grabbed a knife from her breaskfast tray and held it to her wrist.

'Don't think I won't do it because I'd rather be fucking dead than his fucking prisoner.'

She snapped at him and he could see she meant every word so he allowed her to get up so he could change the bandages then told her.

‘The maid has run a bath for you, I will allow half an hour, you will let her wash your hair and then you will return to your bed.’

She did as she was told, the cuts were sore and itchy and although it stung a lit