Faith (A Dark Romance Novel)

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ensure she wasn’t hiding, intent on attempting to escape. She wasn’t, and to my surprise she was sitting on the bed, in the exact position I’d left her in with her knees hiked up to her chest, and the towel was nowhere to be seen.
    She must have removed it and placed it back in the bathroom when she heard me coming. I supposed I couldn’t fault her for the towel trick – she was as she was supposed to be in my presence. I’d let it go.
    “I assumed you were hungry. Come get the tray from me.”
    She hesitated, looking down at herself, no doubt still self-conscious. It would take time, especially with someone like her, to get over her shyness. But the fact she didn’t have a choice would speed things along.
    “That wasn’t a request. If it helps for me to remind you, I’ve already seen your body.”
    “Yes, Master.” Sliding from the bed, she stood, and her hands immediately went to cover herself, one hand over her mound and one attempting to cover her breasts.
    “Do not cover yourself. EVER!” I snapped, a scowl forming on my lips.
    Emily inhaled sharply and fear flashed in her eyes as her cheeks burned bright red. Her hands dropped from her body and fell to her sides. “I need time—”
    “Unfortunately, you don’t have the luxury of time. You’re on my schedule, darlin’, not your own. Now come. Get. The. Tray.” There was no way in hell I was about to leave the doorway open to take the tray to her. She might get the bright idea of trying to run, and I’d have to hurt her in the process.
    I didn’t hide my blatant examination of her body as she slowly walked toward me. I doubted she was aware of it, but her hips swayed enticingly and her breasts – which I would guess to be nice, firm C’s – bounced ever so slightly. The buyers would fall over themselves for her. I was grateful the men at the club hadn’t seen what I could under those God-awful church clothes she’d been wearing, or I might not have spotted her alone. I might not have had the chance to make her mine.
    By the time she’d crossed the room and reached for the tray to take it from me, her entire body was trembling. As she accepted the tray it began to shake, but she managed to make her way back to the bed without spilling the contents.
    As I sat in the chair I’d claimed earlier, she placed the tray on the bed and sat next to it, folding her legs under her as she surveyed the contents of the tray with suspicion.
    “It’s not poisoned, if that’s what you’re thinking. If I wanted you dead there are much more efficient ways of killing you than lacing your food with poison.”
    “I didn’t—” She glanced over at me and didn’t bother to finish her protest. “Thank you, Sir.”
    I watched as she took a tentative bite out of the burger, followed by a not-so-dainty swig from the bottle of soda. Within a minute she was wolfing down the food, the idea that it might be poisoned now seeming to be the last thing on her mind. She seemed to forget I was sitting there watching her, and by the time she was finished eating a small smile began to form on her lips – until she glanced over and remembered I was in the room with her. The smile quickly faded.
    “Thank you, Master.”
    “You’re welcome.” I stood and pulled two syringes and a band from the pocket of my T-shirt – one empty and one filled. “But it’s coming with a price tag.”
    She cringed and crab-walked backward until her back was flush against the wall. “What is that? I won’t do drugs, Sir. You can’t make me.” She shook her head violently, her dark hair falling into her face in the process, and she pushed it back with a shaking hand. 
    “It’s not drugs. I promise. And for your information, I can make you, but would prefer we do this peacefully.”
    Her eyes narrowed at me. “Why should I believe you?”
    “I have no reason to lie.” I crossed the room to stand at the side of her bed. “One is to take a blood sample to make sure you’re

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