Love on the Run [Wattys 2017]

3. Love at First Sight

🚨 Contains Rape 🚨

Later that night at dinner, master Bradford was sitting at the head of the table waiting to be served.

Within seconds of him sitting down, Delia immediately came out of the kitchen with his food in her hands and gently set it in front of him.

She then went back to the kitchen to get a pitcher of tea and poured it into his glass, and quietly stood off to the side as he ate his food.

Whenever his glass would get a quarter of the way empty, she would go refill it and when she did, she felt a warm hand slide across her backside but she wouldn't look over at master Bradford, but kept her focus on the glass and straight ahead

Delia went back to the side where she was standing and continued to look straight ahead, while trying not to focus on how she was tired of standing and holding the pitcher.

He finally finished his food as he placed the napkin on the table and pushed the chair back. "When you're finished, come upstairs." He instructed as he walked past her without a glance

"Yes sir." She said as she began to clean the table off and bring all of the dirty dishes into the kitchen

When she was done, she nervously made her way down to his room as she was only ever in there when Ms. Margaret was alive

She knocked on the door as he ordered for her to come in. She went in as he was sitting on a chaste. "Change the sheets." He ordered as she began to strip the bed of the old sheets and went over to the hall closet for new ones

She neatly folded each corner and tucked the sheet in perfectly with each alignment of the bed.

When she finished, she went to turn around to find master Bradford standing directly behind her. "Uh, your bed is all done, sir." She said trying to squeeze her way by him as she went to retrieve the old sheets from the floor

"You stay put, you're not going anywhere tonight."

"What do you mean?" She asked hoping it wasn't what she thought it was

"What I mean is, I'm going to have a little fun with you tonight and you can start by taking that dress off."

Her eyes began to sting as she tried to keep the tears from escaping her eyes as she slowly began to unbutton her dress with shaky hands and stepping out of her shoes

The dress fell around her ankles as she instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest and clutched her thighs together. "Take those off to." He said referring to her flimsy bra and tattered underwear

She held back the tears and bit down on her bottom lip to try to keep herself from not crying.

When she was bare naked, she still had her arms wrapped around her chest and her thighs clutched together. "Take that rag off your head."

She shakily brought her hands up to her head and untied the headscarf as her hair was put up in a tight bun. "Untie your hair."

She knew that if she untied her hair then after this was over, he was gonna make her cut it all off. "Please, sir."

"I said untie it!" He ordered as she released her hair and it fell to her shoulders.