Chapter 2 THAT VERY WINTER

It happened so fast that I couldn't stop it. My chest wrap was tugged loose and my breasts exposed to him. I gasped. My first reaction was to cover my chest as I stared at him with my mouth agape. When I saw the hungry look in his eyes, I began shake my head. At that moment, he has suddenly become a hunter while I was the prey. I started thinking of ways to escape him but I couldn't think of any. I knew I was doomed and would definitely be beheaded the following morning. What was I thinking? Why did I even come to his room. I was definitely done for.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I suddenly felt a brush on my breasts and I shivered at the intrusive contact. My breath catches and I came to realise that he had me caged in his arms, staring intensely into me. I couldn't meet his gaze. Not when it was so cold and void of emotions. I tried to step away from him but it was futile with nothing to run to but the hard brick against my back. I began to whimper with fear. He noticed my reaction and an angry hue took over his eyes. He placed his hand on my waist and I began to shake my head wistfully. Tears streaming down my face.

"Please, no. I beg you"

"Please, forgive me. Just this once and I will never try this again" I cried and I truly meant what I said. I will never ever go into his room again. However, all my pleads fell into deaf ears while a hard edge took to his eyes.

"Would you rather disobey me?" He gritted out and I froze.

I couldn't, I wouldn't dare. The young masters were to be obeyed no matter what the request is. What was I thinking planning to deny him. I shook my head.

Swallowing in, I locked all my veins into place as I struggled to control my wild heartbeat. As if he had perceive my resolution, he took a step back from me without taking his eyes away from me. When he suddenly glare hard at my folded arms, I knew I didn't have to be told, I unfold my arms, baring my breasts to him.

When I found the victorious gleam in his eyes, I could not help but avert my eyes to the floor. My eyes burned and I shook with all my being, all the while feeling his scrutinizing gaze on me. The tears fell uncontrollably.

No, I should not cry. After all, this is my destiny, what I was born for, to serve those in power, my owner, to be sold and bought like a commodity. To be beaten like an animal anytime I misbehave. To be fed only when I am dieing. This life of slavery. This life of mine.

"Take off the waist wrap", he commanded in a deadly voice and I did not hesitate. My wrapper came loose immediately. I breathed out at the flurry sound it made. I thought I was ready but when Angus came at me, I blurted out.

"I'm filthy". He paused on his feet and I rushed on to explain.

"I'm dirty. It has been a while since I've taken my bath", I spurted out and it was the truth but the truth only cocked his head to a side as if contemplating on what I said. He suddenly smiled at me as he took his hand from the wall and it came on the ridges of my back. His lips curved in a smile as he bent his head to whisper into my ear.

"Don't you think...", he drawled and I raised my brow. "That I'm also as dirty?", he proclaimed as he slammed his hips into mine, making me to feel the hard ridges of his trousers. I gasped when he rolled his hips into mine.

"Ugh?", he asked hitting into me again and I grabbed his arm for balance over the strange sensation driving into me.

"Tell me, don't you think I'm dirty for doing this to you?", he asked as he brought his hand to my chest in a way that a breast is all covered with his palm.

"Ugh?", he asked but I could only focus on the feeling of his hand on my breast that has began to ache. "Hmmmn?, what do you think?", he asked, all the while fiddling with my breast.

"Don't you think I'm dirty for doing this with you? When you're only a stinking slave?", I felt the jab with all my being but the insulting words could not register as he was threading his fingers over my breasts. He cupped the mound in his palm and I bite my lip to hold the whimper that was threatening to break free.

It felt so good. Not as anything have felt before. The feeling so strong that words could not explain it. He squeezed with an undeniably force and I threw my head back against the wall. He traced the curve with his hand until his thumb was resting on my nipple.

"I think I'm disgusting for this.", he brought his hard on to rest on my vagina and my eyes closed as I became engulfed in the sensation. My pussy throbbed in the same rhythm as his cock. Almost immediately, he stepped away from me and I quickly opened my eyes.

"Keep your eyes opened, I want you to see everything I'm going to do to you.", he said in a husky voice and I nodded. He was about to touch me again when a bang came on the door. I froze as we both turned towards the door. Immediately, anxiety came over me and I began to look around, searching for my clothes.

When Angus opened the door, I glued myself to the wall, fervently praying for the visitor not to enter the room.

"Heyyyy brother, what are you doing? Are you sulking again?", Mikael boomed in a drunk drawl and I held my breadth, my whole body tensed with fear.

I waited for Angus' response but it never came.

"Whatttt? Why are you st_standing by the d_door? You won't let me in?", his younger brother cocked his head to a side and Angus folded his arms. The two exchanged a few silent words and Angus left with him. Immediately the door closed, I released the breath I never knew I was holding. I ran away that evening but I knew, I would surely be there again