Christie' s POV:When I woke up, I didn't expect to be on such a silky bed, or in such a silk gown. I expected to be on a hard lumpy mattress with springs stabbing into my skin. I expected to be in my skimpy tight leather outfit. Someone must've bought me.
The door opened and I jumped. The man from last night came in shirtless and in sweats.
"Hey. How do you feel?" He asked.
"Cozy, but still dirty." I said.
"I'm going to run you a bath and we'll clean you up, does that sound nice?"
I nodded and cuddled into the cool silk sheets while he went into the en suite bathroom. Soon, the smell of lavender filled the room and he came over and picked me up.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Mark, Mark Johnson."
"The Mark Johnson. CEO of Johnson corp?" I asked.
"Yeah," he smiled. "What's your name?"
"Christie Masterson." I mumbled and winced at the stinging in my wrists and ankles but that soon faded and I moaned in relaxation at the warm bath and relaxing soaps he massaged into my scalp and body.
I let out a soft yawn.
"It's ok. Just relax, you need your rest."
I nodded and let my eyes drift closed.
"How could someone do this to you?" He whispered, thinking I had fallen asleep. He picked me up out of the bath and patted me dry with a soft cotton towel.
I was laid on the silk sheets again and welcomed sleep like the old friend it has always been.
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"Christie? Sweetie, can you wake up for me?"
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Mark standing over me. He really was a handsome face.
"You need to eat."
I nodded, ready to force my way through mushy food.
When he put the tray on my lap the smell hit me like a ton of bricks. I accidentally gagged.
"Not used to the smell of food?" He asked. I shook my head taking deep breaths.
"That's ok. Just ease into it."
I nod and take one bite of my oatmeal. After the bowl was empty, I start getting really sleepy. He gently lays me down and covers me in the coziest sheets I've ever slept under, I fall asleep easily as he kissed my head.
"You're safe now." He whispers smoothing my hair back.
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In A World Like This
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