Chapter 2.

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I wake to the sound of an alarm going off.
"Oh God I'm gonna be late!"
Looking around the room I see I'm still In masters room. Slowly I crawl out of the bed and head for the door.I stop in my tracks when there's a low cough in the room, turning around  I realize I'm caught.

"Goodmorning Rielle" he says while shutting off the alarm on his phone and getting out of bed. He walks over to me and kisses the top of my head. "I'm really going to miss you"

uh huh you'll just miss abusing me.

"run me a bath would you? you can bath with me before our guest comes. Its 9 am now, he should be here at noon so that gives you time to get dressed in this and do your hair"

Master goes to his closet and pulls out a light blue dress with matching blue flats.

"Yes master" I walk into his bathroom and run the bath once the tubs full I turn the water off

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"Yes master" I walk into his bathroom and run the bath once the tubs full I turn the water off.

"master your baths ready"

Master comes in fully naked and gets into the tub. I stand there waiting for instructions.
 
"get in Ruelle before it gets cold"

Slowly I strip my nightgown and get in the tub sitting as far away from him as I can.

"good girl, you've always been a good girl for me havent you sweetheart?"

I nod my head. It's not like I can disobey him. Maybe his friend will become my new master and be kind and gentle. Master Victor pulls me against him and I stiffen, oh how much I hate this man. He washes my hair and back then we get out.Victor hands me a towl while he dries off.

"go get dressed now and tell the others they have the day off. Except  you, Aaron, James and lydia. And make sure they are dressed In their uniforms"

I wonder why they have to wear their uniforms and I don't.

"Yes master" As I go to leave master swatts my butt while chuckling. 

Rushing out the door to the slaves bedrooms in only a towel. When I reach  mine and mothers I see her sitting on the bed looking at me.

"Where have you been?"
I look down at my toes ashamed.

"Masters room"

"I've  told you to stay away from him. This is what you get for not listening "

I may be the last of my mother's children but that doesn't mean she babies me, she tells me when I'm wrong and corrects me harshly some days. Mother has always been strong willed even before we were sold into slavery so I'm used to it.

I drop my towel and put on my white panties and matching bra.I slip on my dress and flats. Mother comes up behind me and starts to do my hair. She puts it into a ponytail with a braid.

Looking at the mirror I see my brown hair I got from my mother and naturally pink lips

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Looking at the mirror I see my brown hair I got from my mother and naturally pink lips. Unfortunately  I have my father's nose. My eyes on the other hand I didn't get from either of my parents.

No one really knows where they come from since everyone in my family had brown or blue eyes.
Momma has brown eyes and papa had blue.

When browyn and luca were alive they look just like momma in the face but had fathers blue eyes and black hair. But Of course I'm the odd ball in the family with brown hair and turquoise eyes.

After mother finishes my hair I go to tell the others they have the day off besides me, lydia, James and Aaron.

Around 11 am we head to our  assigned stations. Lydia is to report to the kitchen, James and Aaron are to carry luggage and provide entertainment and I am to stay with the guest to help with anything they shall need.

Me and the men wait at the front door with master victor for the guest. Victor looks at his watch
" 11:59 he should be here by now"

"Master may I ask a question?"

"Rielle" he says my  name sternly while glaring at me.

" oh Sorry um Victor. Is the guest nice?"  Victor shrugs

What's his name?" I whisper

" you will find out soon"

As soon as master says that the doors open and two slaves are holding them open for the guest. James and Aaron  go outside to get the guests luggage. While Master and I watched the man walk up the steps and into the estate.

"Mikhail" master says and bows

"Vincitore" the man~ Mikhail says. He has a harsh accent. Russian maybe? Italian?

I stare at the floor to nervous to look at the man . Mikhail walks to Victor and I sneak a peek at him as he hugs master and whispers something into his ear. Victor just nods and grins. Mikhail breaks the hug and looks over  at me. I quickly whip my head down.

There's a soft chuckle in the room and I know I've been caught. I start to tremble because I'm nervous. Mikhail  walks over to me and puts his hand under my chin, forcing me to look up at him. Finally looking him in the face I see he's beautiful for a man.
With dark brown/black hair and hazel eyes that make you feel like he's seeing into your soul.

Mikhail starts talking in another language that I don't understand

"Lei è perfetta. È proprio come hai detto tu"

Master replys in the same language
"Sì"

They both look at me in a strange way.  After a few seconds pass Mikhail let's go of my chin

"Hello" lord his accent is so rich and deep.

Shyly I say hello back
"Hello Sir"

He cocks his head looking confused. He looks to my master

In perfect English he asks "does she know who I am?"

"No she knows nothing" slightly confused about what they are talking about I stare at Mikhail waiting for him to tell me what he's talking about.    

Mikhail turns his head back to me
" I am Mikhail Alucard"

Am I supposed to know who that is???? Not sure how to respond I look to Victor for help. nothing of course. So I ask
"May I go help the others with the luggage?"

"Yes Rielle"
Quickly  I take off towards the door. I open the door and let it slam shut after me.  This is going to be a long day




Lei è perfetta :she's perfect

È proprio come hai detto tu : she's just like you said

Sì :yes



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