"Aliana, our Master owns you. All of you. He can take what is his when he wants. It is your duty as his pet to please him." I looked at Silver. Terror evident in my eyes. "Try not to panic, Aliana. This will be your first time. It will hurt...
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Christ! Could things have gone any worse? Curse Ian Thomas for even mentioning that obnoxious boy's name. Will I never be able to escape his ridiculous shadow? He was a nobody. A nothing.
I watched as Aliana looked over the fields. She looked stoic. A stiff breeze had begun to blow moving her skirts. I could feel anger radiating off of her. She didn't believe me. She thought I was responsible for the boy's death. I had been, of course. But still...this was frustrating.
She had just started to warm up to me and now she had regressed back to feeling repulsed by my touch. Even with the bond that was formed by the Mark she still cringed when I neared her. Perhaps I should orchestrate a little fire to bring down the oh so loving Thomas family, have my men come back and snap their necks and then set the place on fire. She would have no choice but to lean on me. Ugh, but she would suspect. If her dear ol' dad or clingy mom gets so much as the common cold it will fall onto me to be at fault for it. No. The Thomas family would live...for now.
I walked over to her. She'd had enough time to stew. "Aliana. Come." I had to revert back to the role of Master. She turned to me. Her eyes were red and swollen with tears. Tears for that mealy mouthed Blue. Would that boy never stop haunting me? I was living my very own version of the Tell-Tale Heart. I could not let this boy drive me to madness even in death.
Aliana walked over to me. I cupped her elbow and led her inside. I would keep my distance...for now. Give her time to recover herself, but I am not known for my patience and she will bend. She needs to get over the boy and she needs to focus on her future. A future with me in it.
I sent Aliana to the bathroom to freshen up. Bathroom. If you could even call it that. No running water, no electricity, no fucking toilet. The outhouse was a few yards away outside. I shook my head. Why? Why would Aliana miss this when she had so much more in my apartment. Hell, she had more in the room she once had to herself.
When she stepped out she looked better. She had taken her hair out of the bun and it was in a simple braid to one side. It made me hungry to see her neck so deliciously displayed, pale against her dark hair. Her eyes were less red. She took a deep breath and came forward to me awaiting my command. My pet. Very well. If this is the only way I can have her, I will take it.
As we stepped out into the main hall and made our way to the parlor we heard the door open and voices. I focused on listening to what was being said. Just greetings. Nothing more. I inwardly shook my head in frustration as I led Aliana to this damned disaster of a dinner.
The night went rather without incident. I promised the young Leah that Aliana would be at the wedding. She said she hadn't set a date yet, but I heard the little heart beat inside her still flat tummy and I suspected it would be soon. I smiled to myself. There was a reason they called the girl Rabbit. It was because she and her young man had been caught often fucking like rabbits in the fields. It was common for the field hands to fuck and fuck often. There isn't much else to do and the work is hard, long and tedious. As a result, the Vampires had learned that it was better to give the males access to condoms so they didn't bring any unwanted children. Of course, if a child did result from the field hand romps it went into the Palace nursery to a lifetime of servitude.
