She woke early in the morning.

She looked up and he was still sleeping. She stared as the sunlight hit his face.

She thought to herself:

The devil was once an angel too

She groaned in pain because of sleeping on the floor all night.

She stood up and went inside the bathroom.

She hopped in the shower and loved the hot water hitting her back. Soothing all her sore muscles from last night. She rubbed herself and looked down and saw her foundation going down the drain.

After the shower, she dried up her body and looked at herself in the mirror. All the marks exposed.

She opened her makeup pouch and took out her foundation and her moisturizer. Mixing them both together, she started rubbing it evenly on her body. Covering the marks up again as she whispered to herself"This is what I will be doing or the rest of my life." Focused on covering each mark.

She got out and he was still sleeping.

Emily decided to wear her favorite blue flare dress that reached below her knees and her hair in her natural brown loose curls.

I hated the way he slept. How can someone sleep so calmly? His rules last night made me too frightened.

I went down and saw grandma was already up. I smiled and said"Good morning."

Her eyes sparkled when she saw me and wished me morning in return.

She was a nice old lady. Nothing like him. He is a walking devil spawn on this earth.

I asked, "Do you know what does Liam likes for breakfast?" Regina giggled and said"I love it. You making breakfast for him. It's sweet. He likes his eggs sunny side up, bacon, pancakes, homemade waffles and slices of avocado."

I looked at her in confusion and said: "That's too much food for one person." She chuckled and said"He needs energy. That poor boy always works day and night."

If I was going to make breakfast for him, I might as well do it for her too.

I asked"Is there something you particularly like?"

"I can eat anything, child. But a cup of tea in the morning is a must."

I went into the kitchen and there were 2 maids drinking coffee.

When they saw me, they instantly got up from their chairs.

I felt bad and said"You don't need to get up for me. Keep doing what you're doing. I'm just here to make breakfast and I'll be out of the way in no time."

They both looked at each other and smiled.

I saw a boy sitting on the table eating his plate full of pancakes and watching a cartoon on his phone.

I smiled and said, "That's adorable."

One of the made introduced herself"I'm Celeste and that is Amber." I smiled at both of them and asked: "And who is that?" Celeste answered"My son. Rafael."

I got it by their accent that they were Latinos. Amber asked, "You want me to make you breakfast, ma'am?"

"Call me Emily and no. I'll be making breakfast myself. Have you eaten yet?"

Both of their eyes widened as I asked them and Celeste said"We've eaten. Thank you for the offer." I smiled at them both.

Maybe I could have friends in this house.

Both of them helped me in preparing breakfast for Liam or should I say, Master.

A couple of minutes pass and I saw them both going outside form the kitchen taking Rafael with them.

Why were they leaving?

I looked at the entrance and saw him coming in.

I ignored and turned my back at him. Getting busy by making waffles in the waffle maker.

His arm snaked around my stomach and he pulled me to himself. My back against his warm hard chest. I could feel the way his chest rose up and down as he breathed. His warm breath fanning my ear. My heart beating fast at our closeness.

He lightly started leaving trails of kisses from below my ears to my shoulders. My body had its own reaction to him. Which was something very new to me. My eyes closing automatically.

His touch was so soft and so soothing but it was frightening at the same time.

I whispered, "Liam, I can't work like this". He trailed his fingertips from my shoulder to my arm and then my hand. Intertwining our fingers.

I should be uncomfortable with his touch. Uncomfortable by his closure but I wasn't. I end up liking his touch too much for my own good.

His other hand started moving up and down my stomach and I felt something warm underneath my right hand. It almost felt like burning.

I pried my eyes open and saw my hands on the waffle maker. On top of the lid. I whimper in pain and tried to pull away, but he was stronger than me. Holding me in place.

He whispered in my ear"What was rule number 2? You seem to forget."

I whimpered"I'm sorry, Master." Tears fell down on my cheek and I hated myself that I let his touch take me away from reality.

He grabbed me by my waist and pushed me towards the sink.

Turned me around to himself as my burned hand was under the faucet.

I felt the cold water sting my skin and I whimpered hiding the pain on my face by covering my mouth with my other hand. He looked at me with satisfaction on his face and whispered in a husky voice "This is just a trailer of what I will do to you. Break the rules and you'll find out the rest."

He stretched behind me towards the cabinet above the sink. My eyes were still moist from the pain he had given me. He smiled and started dressing up my hand. He cupped my face and leaned down to lightly kissed the corner of my lips like it'll make everything better.

And just walked away.

I wiped my tears and whispered to myself:

You have been through worst than a simple hand burn. You can't cry over something this simple.

But that was the point. I wasn't crying in pain. I was crying because I feared him. He really was a devil spawn.

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