Shadows Within The Past

Chapter 95: Master

Alexander's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he demanded, "I want to hear your thoughts right now." Rachael trembled, hesitant, but Alexander's intensity left no room for evasion. He listened, his expression darkening, and found something weird. "Why do you want to meet my niece Emily right now, in such a serious situation?" he pressed.

Rachael's voice barely escaped her lips. "Master, she said to contact her if you try to exploit me." Alexander's eyes flashed with surprise, his calculating mind racing. "Did she ?" he repeated, his tone dripping with skepticism. Rachael nodded, tears welling up, and Alexander's gaze intensified. "And what exactly did Emily say?"

Rachael's words spilled out, desperation coloring her voice. "She said... if you tried to exploit me, I should contact her." Alexander's expression turned calculating, his cold smile spreading. "I see," he said slowly, drawing out the words. "And you think I'm exploiting you?" Rachael nodded, fear and tears mingling.

Alexander's face twisted into a cold, mirthless smile. "Alright, I'll let Emily visit... tomorrow." Rachael's eyes widened in surprise, hope flickering. But Alexander's smile grew wider, his voice dripping with menace. "But tonight... you'll sleep, and don't try to escape." Rachael nodded, relief mixed with fear, as Alexander left.

Alone, Rachael wondered: Was Emily's plan working? Or was Alexander playing a new, sinister game? The shadows seemed to deepen, Alexander's true intentions hidden behind a mask of deceit. Tomorrow's visit loomed, filled with unknown consequences. Rachael's desperate hope clashed with the darkness closing in.

Will Emily's arrival bring rescue or danger? Is Alexander's agenda more complex than Rachael imagined? The tension builds, as the mystery unfolds.
Rachael woke, her heart heavy with uncertainty. Alexander entered, his expression unreadable, and delivered the blow: "Emily can't come. She has her exams." Disappointment flooded her, but she nodded obediently, "Ok, Master." Alexander's gaze lingered, then he turned, leaving her with mixed emotions - relief that his mood seemed lighter, yet fear that Emily's absence meant no rescue. She forced herself to eat, her mind racing with questions. Was Emily's absence part of her plan or Alexander's manipulation?

Rachael slept, confined to her room by Alexander's orders.
The next day, Alexander's visit was met with a shocking discovery - blood on the bed sheet and near her vagina. His eyes widened in alarm, fearing her virginity had been taken. He woke her abruptly, pointing at her leg. Rachael's groggy mind cleared, and she asked, "What's the date today, Master?" Alexander replied, "20." Her eyes widened as she realized, "Shit, I have my periods!"

Alexander's surprise turned to relief, his expression softening. "Your periods?" he repeated, as if reassured. Rachael nodded, embarrassment mixing with fear. "Yes, Master. I'm sorry." Alexander's gaze lingered on the bloodstained sheets, muttering, "I didn't expect this." Rachael's heart pounded, wondering if her periods would alter Alexander's plans.

"Get cleaned up," he ordered finally, handing her pads. "You're not cramping right now, are you?" Rachael shook her head, grateful for the reprieve. Alexander's unexpected consideration sparked confusion - was this a temporary mercy or a calculated move? As she cleaned up, Rachael's mind raced with questions. Would Emily's absence delay her rescue? Had Alexander's plans changed? The uncertainty hung like a dagger, poised to strike.

Alexander's expression softened slightly. "If you need anything, you can ask."

Rachael nodded, wary of this unexpected kindness.

"Thank you, Master," she replied, her voice cautious.

Alexander's gaze lingered, as if searching for something.