SLAVE OF THE HEART

Threats

Malik was making it look like he was in a relationship with Vasheronne, and everyone else was buying it. He would show up at the clinic to check on her, bringing her lilies and wildflowers and he'd leave with a kiss at the end. he usually forced the kiss on her.

Vasheronne minded. She felt like he was using her only for his own selfish needs, which would be that she should never tell anyone how she got the injury. And by anyone, he meant the Boss aka the owner of the farm.

One such day, after whispering his threat before forcing her to kiss him on the lips, Luke watched the couple, Vasheronne's words playing in his mind.

He might have been a Mean Man, but his love for Vasheronne was probably the kindest thing he had. He knew that though he couldn't admit it, Malik was slowly falling for Vasheronne. He knew that she didn't feel the same way because she always threw a look of "please help me" at him as Malik did his fake hugging and kissing.

What if she was his bane?

~*~*~*~*

Vasheronne was now discharged from the hospital wing and was doing her duties, though she had been warned not to strain herself too much. She was glad to be out of there because she didn't have to listen to Malik's constant threats everyday.

Walking to the room of Veronica, she allowed herself to hum softly as her feet fell in step with her tune. She balanced the tray gingerly when she got to the room, opening the door and walking in quietly.

She was still humming to herself as she tried to put down the tray and open the curtains almost immediately, only for her to get startled by her master's daughter's voice.

"Do you have to be so annoying in the morning?!"

Vasheronne almost had a heartattack, but she turned and said softly, "sorry Miss Veronica."

"Get out of here you sick bastard!" Veronica yelled, refusing to be placated by the gentl apology.

"But..."

"What are you still doing here? Didn't i kick you out? Go look for someone else to throw your pity party at. I am not buying it!"

Vasheronne rushed out, shutting the door just on time to almost get hit by a pillow thrown by the spoilt brat. She took a breath once outside the door and started to giggle. She had dealt with a mean girl like this too from her previous plantation. Its just that Veronica looked like she'd cook you and feed you to the dogs.

Skipping down the stairs, she ran into Luke who was just heading upstairs from his morning walk. She smiled at him, and he laughed.

"You seem in an awfully good mood today Vasheronne."

"I am in an awfully good mood today."

"May i ask why?" he tried to press her for an answer.

"Well, if i tell you, your sister Miss Veronica, might kill me. So, no telling."

"Okay, was she at least nice to you?"

"Well..." Vasheronne began but was interrupted by Dora walking over and dumping a tray in her arms.

"Good morning Dora," Luke said as Dora shooed Vasheronne away. The two young ones shared a smile, and Vasheronne hurried back up the stairs, knowing the tray was for Charlotte, Luke's female friend. It was not clear if they were together or not.

"Good morning Miss Charlotte..." Vasheronne called, setting down the tray and walking to the bathroom to run the bath water for the mistress. She was not prepared to see what she met with.

~*~*~*~*

"Malik?"

Vasheronne's mouth had dropped wide open , making Malik wish he'd do something quite dirty to her. He pulled up his trousers and ignored her, pulling on his cotton shirt and tightening his belt around his waist.