Chapter 27She stood in the master bedroom staring after the bed with a satisfied smile. The house was beautiful, big, and this new master was indeed rich. She had gathered he was the first son of his family, the heir. He was her type of man and she would find immense pleasure making him hers. This bed, she thought as she ran her hand through the soft bed linens, it would be hers too, just soon. Her name was Naya. She had been stolen from her village when she was just five years old and ever since then, she has been sold from port to port as a slave. Her people were horse breeders not warriors so they hadn't stood a chance against the men that raided and decimated her village, and she was not the only girl to be carried off by the men who had raided them. She had been sold the next morning herself, and had served several owners before the last one died and she ended up in the slave market again.She had learnt much in her thirteen years of slavery, learnt that she had powers that wen
Chapter 28Early the next morning, Nancy was awakened by the noise in the room, she woke up to see the maids hurling their luggages outside, Derek was not on the bed. But she knew he had slept there because sometime in the night, she had woken up to his sleeping form beside her. She was surprised to find him there since he had stormed out the previous night, but Nancy knew she had to get used to sharing that bed with her husband. Victory meowed immediately she saw Nancy awake and jumped into her hands immediately, Nancy rocked the cat's head gently and whispered softly,"We are going to a new place, baby." As if understanding, the cat twisted and turned in her arms, letting out what Nancy considered a happy purring. "Good morning, Lady Lincoln. We were asked to tell you to prepare when you wake up, everyone is downstairs waiting for you." Nancy nodded and the maid left, she carefully dropped Victory on the bed and threw her something to chew on. Nancy noted with disdain that age h
Chapter 29Nancy sat across the dining from Derek, picking moodily at her food, occasionally she would pass him furious looks which he barely noticed because he was so intent on his meal. After trying fruitlessly to eat, she dropped the spoon and slumped back in her seat, staring up at the ceiling. The dinner was delicious, having been prepared by Rosey herself on Nancy's instruction. But today, Nancy's mood was so foul that she could barely get a bite past her mouth. Derek on the other hand was in a much better mood, he hated happily and even hummed to a tuneless song. He shook his head to the rhythm occasionally and did not even spare Nancy a glance. Her temper was boiling, even when she hit the cutlery noisily on the plate, he did not look her way. He merely shook his head and continued eating noisily. Why wouldn't he be happy? Nancy thought. For one week since they moved into this house, he had left her confined in this house everyday while he go out and return only in the night
Chapter 30Nancy lay on her side facing the wall, her arms resting on the pillow under her face, one leg raised and bent at the knee, the other leg straight. She lay naked, with just the bedspread covering only part of her feet, as she had been before she fell asleep with Derek lying beside her. She tried to pull away from his grip but was pulled back by Derek who circled his hands about her waist protectively, leaving her hips and legs completely bare.She lay perfectly still and managed to keep her breathing even like she was still asleep. Derek's chest was pressed against her back, the warmth of his body seeping through her own body. His arm rested on her waist tightly, one hand that went under her side was squeezed between her breasts, gently teasing one. Whether he was awake or not, Nancy couldn't tell but she could feel his breath on her neck, hot and tickling, and his hand moved slowly downward, trailing over the taut curve of her belly, then on to her hip and down her thigh.W
Chapter 31Nancy was awakened by a nightmare that had her panting and sweating profusely. It took her a while to understand her surroundings and a while longer for her eyes to adjust to the light that was seeping in through the balcony door. Derek was not in bed or anywhere around the room which explained why the balcony door was opened. She must have slept for long because even victory was not in her usual spot in the room, the cat had gotten used to Mitchelle, probably because the woman gave it sweet treats each time she visited the kitchen.Nancy made to snap up and go close the window and only then did she realize she was naked. The memory of last night came rushing back to her and her lips curved in an embarrassed smile, they had finally consummated this marriage, she thought. But that smile disappeared when Nancy recalled with who and how she had lost her virginity. The fact that he forced her to his bed and gave her pleasure did not change anything between them, she knew that, s
Chapter 32Derek was pacing the length of the room by the time Nancy came in. Nancy had taken time to make sure she walked slowly in hopes that Derek would take the bait and leave her be because her own anger was on edge and just waiting to explode. No sooner had she opened the bedroom door than Derek dragged her into the room, letting go of her hands immediately she was inside. Nancy had to grab something to stop herself from falling while Derek stood back and watched her staring back and forth until she got her balance. "What is this about?" Nancy asked angrily the moment she got her breath. "I should be asking you that stupid question! What was that show you pulled in front of the guests? And why the hell is it so difficult for you to listen to instructions? Huh, why?" Derek said heatedly."What the hell are you talking about? I was nearly raped by those bastards in your hall and you come in and pretend indifference yet you stand there and shout for me?" "Really? You should be t
Chapter 33Nancy spent the rest of the day inside the room after Mitchelle and Rosey changed the sheets and left. Apart from the pains that tugged at her heart from the fight she had had with Derek and the embarrassment she felt over her maids, now turned friends knowing that she had lost her virginity, she felt happy. It was indeed a good thing considering that she had been close to losing her mind earlier. Derek had not returned since he left the room after their altercation and Nancy was glad. She did not dare go outside the room, not like she was afraid of what he was going to do if he found that she had left like he had said, but she was afraid of falling into another death trap. It was enough that she had narrowly escaped being mauled by those mighty men, unlike Derek had said, she wanted nothing to draw attention to herself. She was comfortable with being invisible and she wanted it to remain that way for as long as possible, not wanting to give the servants anything to talk a
Chapter 34Derek made his way back to the bedroom with abrooding anger eating at him every step of the way. He gently opened the door to the room and went inside, not wanting to arouse his sleeping burden of a wife. A soft reddish glow from the candle by the bedside aided him in finding his her and he moved to her. Nancy was fast asleep on bed, wrapped up in the and curled under an old woolen blanket. Her elastic hair was loose and matted on the pillow around her, its thick rich ebony curls glowing from the firelight.The illumination from her long black lashes formed by the candle light shaded her cheeks, and her parted lips were moist like dewy pink rose petals. The sight of her so sweet and innocent in sleep stirred Derek's blood. In that instant, he totally forgot that she was a she-devil whenever she was not sleeping. Feeling hot himself, and in a bid to distract himself from his disturbing thoughts, he went over and opened the balcony door. He took a minute to take in the fresh