A Bedtime Story by L.C. Moon Read Free Book Online Page B

still reproachful.
    She nudged her head barely an inch to see him and instantly brought
     her hand to her forehead, a cry of pain escaping her lips. “Don’t move.” He slowly
     put the computer down on the table, throwing her another look before he disappeared.
     He returned with a glass of water and two pills, which he offered her, crouching on
     the floor by her side. “Take this.”
    “What is it?” she whispered apprehensively.
    “Cyanide.”
    Her eyes instantly shot up to meet his.
    He rolled his eyes, smiling. “It’s aspirin, Laura.”
    She hesitated for a second, then reached her hand out. He watched
     her swallow her pills, like a parent would to a rebellious child. Satisfied, he
     disappeared again. He came back a few minutes later with a hot bowl of soup and some
     crackers.
    “Eat this, it’ll help.”
    She pulled herself up, resting on her elbows, eyeing the platter in
     front of her suspiciously. She knew she was famished but had no appetite, and a part
     of her didn’t want to eat simply because he had said to.
    “If you want to defy me, Laura, at least make it worth your while,”
     he said as if reading her mind, while he stood over her with his arms crossed
     casually, an amused smile on his face. Then in a commanding tone, he added,
     “Eat.”
    Begrudgingly, she brought herself to a sitting position and obeyed.
     It did make her feel better, the headache faded, and her strength returned slowly.
     When she was almost done, he returned to claimhis seat. With a
     veiled expression, looking in her eyes, he softly said, “Good girl.”
    Her stomach turned at the words, at the way they were said, and she
     blushed. Never once, since that night at the club, had she thought of him as
     anything but a monster, but he was also a man, she would do well to remember. Very much a man . She could feel his predatory eyes linger on her body,
     and she shifted in her seat uncomfortably. He went back to his laptop and didn’t
     even look in her direction after that. She remained seated, quiet, too afraid to
     remind him of her presence, desperate to get back to her room, wondering if that was
     even an option.
    At last, she cleared her throat, her voice tentative. “May I… Would
     it… be okay… if I go back to my room?”
    He stopped typing to look at her. “I understand you don’t leave
     your room in the day?”
    She didn’t answer.
    He sighed. “Have Olga give you the tour tomorrow, okay?”
    “Yes… sir.” The word just slipped past her lips. She wasn’t sure
     why she called him that, but calling him by his name felt even weirder. Master
     Kayne wasn’t even an option.
    He lifted his brow, his expression slightly surprised, however
     pleased. He stared at her pensively then nodded. “Good night, Laura.”

Day-4
    L
aura lay awake for a long time in her bed,
     tossing and turning, his face imprinted on her mind. She had the weirdest nightmare.
     She was running desperately in a labyrinth made of stone, and the Secret
     Service-looking men were hunting her down. She was carrying a torch, running
     randomly down unknown paths until she turned into a dead end. He was already there,
     as if expecting her, dressed in black and looking strikingly devilish. He smiled
     seductively at her and crooked his finger, beckoning her to come to him. She wanted
     to turn back; she stumbled backward before noticing the security men had caught on
     and blocked the way behind her. Her eyes rounded, realizing too late she was already
     walking to meet him, slowly but surely, as if hypnotized. He pulled an arm out to
     her and brought her to him, enveloping her with his whole body. She leaned into him,
     into the warmth of his embrace, a sense of safety washing over her.
    Everything vanished around them, and it made her giggle. They were
     the only two people left in the world. The idea was strangely comforting. She looked
     up and smiled at him. He smiled back, lowered his face to hers, and huskily
     whispered