27. Illy's break

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TUESDAY
October 23, 2040
11:21 AM

"Purr-mt?!'

Illy's lashes fluttered open softly, feeling a warm weight on her chest and squinting at the sunlight streaming in through a gap in the window curtains.

Her head was pounding and her entire body ached as if she had gone ten rounds with a heavyweight champion and as Charli noticed she was up, he started rubbing his head up against her chin, the act soothing her own aching cranium.

She tried to get up but was immediately met by the full force of the painful reminder of everything that had transpired last night.

No, not a dream. The numbing effect of the aphrodisiac had worn off hours ago and now she was paying the price for being too eager to please.

She snuggled Charli a little closer against her chest, taking comfort in his presence and gathering courage before she slowly dragged herself out of bed, her body screaming in protest, her movements stiff and rigid as she winced in pain with every step.

In the bathroom, she could see bruises littering her body in every mirror she passed and her muscles ached, her behind feeling more tender than cooked meat.

After she peed and washed her hands, Illy made her way back to bed where Charli was still purring in wait, and as she got back under the covers he decided to attack her feet.

She giggled at the feel of his sharp claws and teeth scratching at her toes, ending on a groan when she felt another pang of sharp pain cut through her bottom.

She curled up into a fetal position, grabbing Charli and pulling him to her chest for a hug in an attempt to escape the memories of Attila's cruelty.

She wanted to cry, and she wanted to scream, but most of all, she wanted to be held and comforted.

He would never do that.

She heard voices coming from outside the door and tried to make out what they were saying.

"-tomorrow because she is 'exhausted' that's idiotic!" The angry, sharp tone of Attila's voice cut through the air, causing Illy to instinctively hold Charli tighter.

"She is exhausted," Dominik's voice came after, sounding firm, "I don't know what else to tell you. She simply can't work today."

"She only needs to sit in the tether."

"And if she can't steer?"

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