《Forced: Kidnapped by a Vampire Master (Book One)》Chapter 6
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Rose's POV
"Excuse me ... Miss? Miss, wake up? Master will be here soon and he wants you awake." I groaned and slowly opened my eyes, forgetting for a second where I was, but as soon as I remembered I shot up and moved away from the girl who had been shaking me awake a few seconds ago.
"Where am I?!" I practically yelled. The girl sat some clothes down on the bed and sat down next to them.
"You're in Master Tavish' home."
"Master Tavish?" She nodded once with a sad smile.
"Yes. Master Alexander. I'm Cinders." She held her hand out for me, sensing she was no threat, I slowly slid down the wall and sat back down. Taking her hand, shivering at how cold she was.
"Where are we?" She tilted her head to the side. "I mean, where is this . . . England? America? Where?"
"I don't know miss, Master Alexander brought me here, as he did with you and the rest of us. We don't know where we are, but it's nothing like the places we came from." Looking down at her lap, she sighed.
"There are others?"
"Yes, quite a few of us."
"How does he get away with this? Kidnapping people?!"
" It is normal here, we might not know where we are, but it's normal for Masters to kidnap us and force us to work. Some are nicer than others."
"Where does this 'Master' guy fall? Is he nice?"
She smiled again. "He has his moments."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning he can be a nasty horrible man, but if you obey him, he can be kind."
"You think I'm a nasty horrible man, Cinders?" An oh-so familiar voice suddenly erupted from the room, making us both jump up and freeze. Instantly the young girl, Cinders, dropped to her knees bowing her head.
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"I beg for your forgiveness Master, I am so very sorry to speak out of line. Please?"
"On your feet." And like he had clicked his fingers, she stood. "I'll deal with you later, leave!" Following her orders, she headed for the door that he was stood in front of, but as she passed, he grabbed her arm so roughly it made even me flinch. "Go and clean my chambers, and then wait there." Letting out a small gasp, she nodded and hurried off.
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