The Lie that Binds
The lash of the belt would sting across her arms and thighs, never where it would kill her, but always where it would mark her, little blossoms of pain that reminded her that he controlled every breath she took.
Sometimes he would blindfold her and speak into her ear in a voice softer than silk yet sharper than a blade, whispering, “I could end you tonight and bury you beneath the stones of this estate. No one would know. No one would ever find you. And your government, your people, those masters who sent you here, they will never come for you, they left you the moment you failed them. Poor Serena, you are nothing but ashes in their eyes, and the only one who remembers you is me, and I will
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