Victim of Lust

V

Back in our house I kept on staring the letter that Mekeiyla gave me. I was so hesitant at opening the letter, but then after how many minutes of staring at the letter, I finally decided to read it.

Emily,

I'm sorry that I must leave you alone in the castle. I'm sorry that I have to do this kind of thing. There's just too much to handle. I can't bear the pain anymore.

Always take care of yourself.

Remember your obligation to the family of Asher.

Love,

Mom.

My tears escaped again and I just hugged the letter tightly at my chest. I cried for what it felt like hours.

I can't believe she's gone. It was just yesterday that she helped me getting my hair done for the party. She was talking a little bit of nonsense about the obligation and stuff... and now? Now, she's dead. I'm an orphan.

I thought so hard of might've done this to my mother but no one's popping inside my head except Oliver's Father. This is crap! But, his face when I accused him, he seemed very sad about the news.

"AAAHH!" I shouted. I can't take this anymore. If I will think harder then I will just faint again.

I lay there in my bed staring at the ceiling. This is so fucking messed up. Then I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in," I said. I sat up and saw Mekeiyla with a tray in her hands.

"Oh you shouldn't have bothered yourself," I said to her standing and helping her with it.

"It's the least that I can do," she said. I put the tray on my bed and we sat together there.

"Em, I'm really—"

"No apologies needed Mekeiyla, it wasn't your fault," I said to her looking down at the food on the tray.

Then I remembered something my mom told me... about the last training. She didn't get to train me! Argh! Then how am I supposed to do this if my last training is not complete?

"Mekeiyla, hey... Can I ask you something?" I said looking at her. She nods as a reponse.

"Do you know the last training of the maids?"

"Pardon?" she asked with a confused look.

"The last training of the maids... do you know about it? Mom said that I must undergo this last training or else I can't be as useful to the Master I will be serving," I explained.

"Whoa! Just halt there for a second Em. What are you talking about? We, the maids don't go training. We just clean, cook and serve the Madam and Masters of the house," she said.

"WHAT?"

Okay. I'm confused now. What the hell then Mom was talking about? Was it a joke? If it was I didn't get it at all. It wasn't funny. Yet, she sounded so serious when she told me about it. Geez, I just wish she was here.

"I have to go Em. I was just told to bring food here," she said and then stood up.

"Wait, who told you to bring food?"

"Your Master," she said and went out of the room.

She left me hanging there. How come the Master would order someone to bring food to me? Is he because he feels sympathy? Oh fuck that bastard, he's playing with me! I'm gonna fucking kill that bastard when I'll see him again.

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Hi guys! Happy 200+ reads. Haha! I know that in the beginning it seems boring and all but I hope you will be patient with the story. I am still building up everything to have a very good foundation for the story. If you have noticed the story isn't that fast, so I hope you would love it in the future. Thank you to all my friends and readers who are supporting this story. I love you all.

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