Forbidden Innocence: Tales of the Forbidden by Jaden Sinclair Page B

thong that was short but had a high slit on the side showing a nice amount of leg.
    There were ruffles adorning the hemline and up the skirt’s slit, which matched the effect of the ruffles around the neckline and wrists of the blouse. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, soft pale pink cotton leggings slid up her legs followed by knee-high boots with pale fur to match.
    With quick efficiency, one of the servants dried her hair, curled it and pulled it back to cascade down the middle of her back in thick curls.
    Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Shyla looked at herself in shock. It was like looking at a stranger.
    “That’s how you should look every day,” Blaine’s low voice said.
    Shula’s eyes moved up to the mirror to meet Blaine’s. He strolled from the bedroom into the bathroom and stood behind her, towering over her.
    “Very beautiful, but something is missing, or more like two
    „something’s".”
    He put a box down on the counter and then opened it. She looked in shock at the contents. Snuggled inside was a pink heart and diamond necklace. Blaine picked it up and put it around her throat. It was short enough that it didn’t hang down her throat, but not so short that it felt tight enough to choke her.
    But that wasn’t all.
    He also picked up her left hand and placed a matching pink heart and diamond band, following it with a kiss.
    “Now you’re perfect,” he said.
    “Blaine, this is too much.”
    He placed a finger over her lips, “It’s not enough. Not even close to being enough. You should never have had to spend so long in this place and never treated as bad as you were. I hope one day you will tell me 43

    who hurt you so bad, just like I hope you’ll let me get rid of all the demons you carry inside.”
    “Are you sure you don’t want to pick yourself a different girl?” She felt like she just wasn’t enough for him. Guilt plagued her then when she thought about how she didn’t want him to have sex with her again. She knew, just by looking at him, that he was the kind of man who liked having sex—often.
    He turned her around, picked her up and sat her down on the counter again as he moved between her legs. “You are the one for me. We walk out of here together, and together we will overcome your fear.”
    “But you seem to me the kind of guy who doesn’t go without it and I’m sorry I can’t do it again.”
    He silenced her with a deep kiss. Even though she might not care for the sex thing, Shyla did have to admit to herself she liked his kisses. It ended slowly, and she refused to open her eyes.
    “I get the impression you like my kisses.”
    She licked her lips and nodded. He laughed. “Do it again?”
    “Let’s get out of here first, and I’ll make sure to kiss you anywhere and everywhere you want.” That had her opening her eyes fast. He winked, picked her up again and placed her on her feet.
    Hand in hand, they walked out of the bedroom and down the long hallway. Her heart pounded in her chest, and it seemed like a small struggle to breathe as she walked with him.
    No one said a word to them. Down the long wide expanse of stairs and right out the front door they went. It had been years since Shyla saw the outside. The only time the girls got to go outside was for their daily exercise, and that was in the back yard where the high brick fence wrapped around the whole expand of the yard. They couldn’t look out, and the outside world couldn’t look in. Everyone inside was sheltered to the max.
    “Morning, sir.” Shyla saw a man standing next to an open door of a very large and long car. He smiled at Blaine and nodded to her.
    “Henning,” Blaine said. “This is Shyla. My wife.”
    “A pleasure, Ma’am.” He gave her a slight nod. “I took the liberty of already taking her things from the Compound to the house. Randal handled the rest.”
    “I have to say, you all are worth every cent. I’m going to have to see about giving you all a raise. Shyla,” he