Saved By Him (The Monster Series Book 2) by Michelle Horst Read Free Book Online Page B

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    He sits back and picks up a bowl. He scoops some of the broth into a spoon and then he brings it to my mouth.
    Oh, he likes to feed a slave. I haven’t had a master that likes to do that in a while.
    When the spoon reaches my lips, I open my mouth. Some of the broth spills and it dribbles down my chin.
    “Shit, sorry,” he mumbles. He takes a napkin and then I watch with huge eyes as he pats my chin dry. My lips part in stunned surprise as he then gets up and comes to sit on the side of the bed. “Let’s try this again.”
    He scoops some broth into the spoon again and brings it to my lips. I open my mouth and he gently feeds me. I swallow hard, and there’s a sharp pain in my throat, but the liquid goes down and that’s all that matters.
    With each spoonful of broth he feeds me, my throat starts to feel better. When he’s done feeding me I almost smile with pride – I managed to eat it all!
    He picks up two tablets and a cup of coffee. “This should be cold enough for you to swallow the painkillers down with.”
    I watch him take a sip of the coffee. “Yes, it’s cold enough.” He smiles and then he brings the tablets to my mouth. I open and he places them on my tongue. They taste bitter after the nice broth. He brings the cup of coffee to my lips and I take a few sips to swallow the tablets down with … and then he takes a sip himself.
    My lips part again in stunned wonder. He just drank from the same mug. He let me drink first! That’s never happened before.
    He places the cup down and then leans over me. “Let’s get you settled. You need to try and sleep some more. The more you rest the sooner you’ll be back to your normal self.”
    I scoot down and he slips his hand in under my head. He adjusts the pillows again and then he gently eases my head on to the pillows. Before he pulls back he whispers, “Look at me.” My eyes flit to his not knowing what to expect. I don’t see anger. They look almost soft. “All you have to focus on is getting better, Sophia. There will be no more kneeling, no looking at the floor, and no calling us master or mistress.” I frown, not sure I’m understanding. He leans his head closer to mine and slightly tilts it as if he’s going to kiss me. Not once does he take his eyes away from mine. He has a very intense look, and it makes me want to squirm. “You’ll call me Adam, just Adam. Now stop frowning and sleep.” He kisses my forehead and then he pulls away. I watch as he picks up the tray and then he leaves the room.
    I’m not sure about anything anymore! I feel anxious and totally out of place. I’ve heard of slaves being traded, but I never thought it would happen to me! I don’t know what to do to please my new masters. I want to please Master Adam, but I can’t call him by his name! I have to kneel! I can’t look into his eyes!
    Being a new slave is so hard, I’ve forgotten how hard. Will they train me again? I don’t understand any of this!

 
    Adam~
    When I get back to the room River is there. She’s busy cleaning Jack’s wounds. He stirs and she freezes. Her eyes scan his face and when it doesn’t look like he’s waking up, she carries on cleaning him.
    My eyes are pulled to Sophia and I’m relieved when I see she’s sleeping.
    “I brought you some water, too, if you’d like to clean her. I can if you’re not up to it,” River says, not once taking her eyes of Jack.
    “Thanks. I’ll clean her quickly.” I rinse out the cloth and then pull the sheet back from Sophia’s body. I really hope the painkillers knocked her out cold. I’d hate for her to be in more pain.
    I start to wipe down her left arm. “She woke up. I got some soup into her and some painkillers.” I let River know. “I’m sure Jack will wake up soon.”
    “I hope so,” River whispers. “At least it looks like they’ll pull through.”
    We work in silence and it’s the first time that I get a good look at Sophia’s wounds. She has red welts and angry-looking