Stockholm syndrome

~The feast i will remember~

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8:30AM

The sun rays pierce through curtains shining softly on my pale skin.

The bruises from the previous events still last on my skin.

I toss and turn in my bed .

Everything is aching.

Just when I was about to to get some more sleep

A maid walks in with a cart of food.

"Madam..your breakfast is ready."

I groan in my pillow while slowly sitting up.

Thanking the maid I began to eat the meal prepared for me. "Sir Ames said he would be holding feast tonight and would like you to prepare yourself."

Oh great.

"I'll call the maids to get you ready around 6:00pm."  Nodding in reply the maid leaves while I'm left to think with my thoughts.

A feast huh..I wonder why, we haven't had visitors in a while.

Suddenly I heard screaming coming for downstairs but  knowing if I dared  to leave my room without Ames's permission,I would get another scar or he might even force himself on me again.

It was a womans scream.

She was begging for whoever it was to stop but from what I was hearing I immediately knew who was beating her

The slashes of the whip could be heard all over.

No one spoke.

No one dared to question.

Then silence fell..

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Waking up in Ames's arms was like a nightmare and a dream.

I liked the way he held me tightly it felt oddly comforting.

The same arms that cradles me, is the same hands that beats me. How ironic.

He slept so prettily with his long lashes and slightly parted lips. I couldn't help but trace over his face. How can such a beautiful man be so shitty?

"What are you doing darling?"

His voice was deep and raspy making me slightly blush.

"Nothing just..a-admiring your face."

He chuckled huskily while creasing my hair and intertwining it  through his big veiny fingers.

"Sleep." He ordered

I didn't waste no time closing my eyes  and turning the other way so he could spoon me.

He could be soo gentle..but so rough.

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It was time  the maids had walked in and prepared my outfit and my make up.
Sitting down on my vanity I watched as the bruises all my body were covered. My hair was then  styled  and so were my nails.

As I was escorted towards  Ames,we made eye contact as he stared at me hungrily
It was time,the feast was about to begin.

"You smell like sex and money darling." As he nuzzled his head in to my neck.

Doesn't he have such a way with words.

Thanking him for the "compliment", he suddenly looked deeply at my face as if he was inspecting it.

"You look beautiful baby,"

Baby? That's new.

"Thank you ..."
I felt heat creep all over my cheeks.

"Come,come let's  wait for our guests to arrive."

Nodding I followed him as he lead me to the main hall.

Just then, two people arrived through the main door, they were very old I could tell because they had hunched backs.

Then the silence murdered the loudness and all you could hear was the sounds of the old woman's heels that was walking towards Ames.

Who could she be?

"Ames darling.. it's been soo long dear!"

I turned to see her cupping his face with her gloved hands.

She looked expensive even the way she talked sounded expensive and so did the man.

I had asked one of the maids who they were and to my horror,I nearly collapsed

"They are sirs parents, madam."

I held my chest in horror as I gasped for air holding on to the maid next to me. I felt dizzy and I also couldn't breathe but I suddenly got out of my trans when I caught a glimpse of Ames walking towards me.
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"Mother,father meet my wife to be."

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Hiii sorry if this part took long ik I apologize but school has been really stressful so I needed to focus on that.