CHAPTER 5

Emelia Pov

There she stood a little 7 year old Sarah as she watched her best friend getting abused. They pulled her hairs harshly making her whimper. She was horror stuck but the real horror came up when one of them pointed at her.

"Hey you little rag come here" the black haired spoke.

"Seems like we have a new toy to play with" replied another.

She still stood there frozen.

"Are you going to deceive us you little servant" he spoke cocking an eyebrow.

She knew it that one should never mess with little masters friends.

Even though little master had been anything but kind but his encounter with everyone else had been different. Everybody had told her never to mess with him or the consequences were horrifying.

Overcoming her fear she slowly walked towards them.

"She looks good. Doesn't she" asked the blonde haired.

"Yeah .... let’s turn her into rag then" the black haired smiled sickenly.

The next moment she knew that her hairs were pulled with so much force that she thought she would never have hairs again.

But she didn’t cry. That would encourage them to do more.

When not getting the wanted response they threw her on the nearest table.

She screamed in the pain as the glass slashed her arm.

"What the hell" little master screamed. Her best friend wasn’t there anymore, her brown eyes meet his blue... there was storm in it and she knew she is gonna die. She broke his table.

The next moment master came to her and raised his hand. Expecting to get a slap she flinched but the slap never came. When she found enough courage to look at him ... he was still staring at her.

He slowly came close and helped her up but that resulted in his hand touching her wound ... she screamed in pain and tears started falling off her eyes.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? YOU ROADSIDE DOGS GET OUT BEFORE I KILL YOU" he screamed making her flinch.

He helped her to his bed. As she felt the soft mattress beneath her she quickly stood up.

"What’s wrong?" He asked.

" I can’t sit here master... I ...a ..am s....sorry again for the table.

I wi....will ..go now" she fumbled.

"Now I am telling you to sit that means you sit doll" he told her bringing the first aid kit he started dressing her wound as she held his hand hissing.

"Now butterfly what did I tell you to call me" he asked as she sat there baffled.

She was beyond shock ... from what she had been told his friends usually did this to every child in the house but he would always join them.... not fight for the kids.

"Doll.. butterfly. .. what do you call me" he asked again.

"Ma..mas....A...Ade" she finally spoke and an beautiful smile lying on his features.

"Mas...I mean Ade why do you call me doll.. and butterfly ...my name is Sarah" she asked timidly.

"Because you are my doll ...my butterfly" he replied but she didn't understood but she knew it was better not to push the master so she sat quietly.

"Butterfly...I " he couldn’t complete

"Sarah" came a hushed voice. It was best friend.

"WHAT" he roared. She flinched again ... was this the real master because he talked to everyone like this everyone but her.

"I ...I " her best friend continued fumbling.

"Ade will you play with us" she asked.

He looked at her lovingly only the 7 year old couldn't see it. But far away her friend noticed how he looked at Sarah and then at her like she was some sort of rag.

She couldn't understand what was so different in her than any other servant that he always praised her.

She had seen him silently watching Sarah as they played. The 10 year old little master wasn’t even anything close to kind but it felt like his personality changed completely when it came to Sarah.

"Yes" Sarah cheered as they started playing.

Well things were good until the next day when Sarah was in hallway and suddenly someone came in making her cower in fear.

She didn't knew what scared her more their presence or the state they were in.

Both the boys had broken limbs, their face full of bruises, there were bandages all over their bodies.

She backed off hitting something. She quickly turned to find master.

"Why are you scared doll?" He asked.

"They look like mummy monsters" she hushed in low voice and Ade’s smile turned into fIt’s of hearty laughter.

"We are sorry" the two came and apologized.

"It’s ok... but what happened to you" she asked concerned. Ade wondered how she still managed to be so good after the pain they had inflicted on her.

They looked at Ade and kept quiet.

Sarah turned to him

"You didn’t hit them Ade right? I don’t like people who fight" she asked.

"Did I hit you" he asked his friends with the expression that they knew better to keep their mouths shut.

"No" they replied in unison.

"Ok then you guys can play with us aswell" she smiled and offered.

I shuddered out of the childhood memory. That smile of his but I knew it never was for me it was for Sarah.

And I didn’t love him... there was a time when the sound of his enchanting laugh drawed me to him but the only thing I felt for him now was hate.

The smile belonged to her and she was dead.

James sat ahead of me on my bed. I didn’t know how long I was passed out and he was still staring at me.

"10 o'clock...hmm... I see.. your date must have been awesome." he slurred.

"Mr. Washington what are you doing here?" I inquired.

And then there were those flames in his eyes as he took slow menacing steps towards me.

My knees buckled at the thought.

Its ok

you can push him, you can fight him.

You can fight anyone.

Nick was a billionaire aswell but I don’t know why James felt different.

Nick was easy going ... fun to be around kind of guy but why was I so intimated by James?

Because he is just like him, I thought.

His voice has the power to make you weak... something only he could do.

My mind reminded me.

"Mr. Washington ..huh.. Mr. Washington. Why can't you just call me James" he slurred again.

He was so close that his alcoholic breath was fanning my face. Calming my nerves I finally decided to look up but what I saw it in his green eyes. I had seen this look somewhere

The look in his eyes for Sarah

No.. this cannot be it.

His hand came to my face caressing it as I stood there frozen.

"What happened to your hand" he asked suddenly.

"Huh.." I mumbled.

"Your hand" he spoke bringing my wounded hand to his lips.

"Nothing I ... just.." I couldn't complete with the intensity with which he was looking at me.

His lips made slow contact with my cheeks leaving a tingling sensation.

"James ... I didn’t go on a date with nick" I whispered and he stopped.

He looked happy at that.

"You better not because you are mine. What took you so long?" he asked.

"Firstly I went to bring ice cream and secondly I belong to no one" I told him calm.

He pushed me to the nearest wall and I couldn't find the courage to fight back.

"YOU ARE MINE" he roared.

"YOU ARE MINE. YOU CANNOT THINK ABOUT ANYONE ELSE" he roared breaking everything in the room.

I shuddered at the memory.

No.

"James ..." I turned to speak but James was already passed out.

Putting him on the bed I decided to sleep in Nina's room.

James Pov

I woke up with a jolt but I wasn’t in my room.

Where am I?

It smelt so much like Emelia.

As I opened my eyes I realized I was in her room.

There was an aspirin on the table with a note

Breakfast is on the table.

Eat breakfast and aspirin and go back to your place.

Well well I thought I am not going back without seeing her. I entered her bathroom to find it minimal... it wasn't grand as mine but was comfortable.

There was a spare brush in the bathroom.

Whose is it?

Her boyfriend.

My hands clenched at the thought.

Brushing my teeth I took a nice bath imaging her to be here.

Her smell was driving me crazy as I walked out with a towel.

"Ahh" Emelia screamed. She was in her sports bra and running shorts. Sweat dripping off her body.

Gosh I need another shower.

"Why are you still here" she grumbled.

"Weird isn’t it ... we always meet in the towel situation" I spoke as a pink color blush colored her cheeks for a second before disappearing.

"Get dressed I am outside" she spoke and left.

Dressing I walked out to find her ready for her office having breakfast. I joined her for the breakfast.

Silence covered us and it was peaceful.

After finishing my breakfast I walked to her kissing her cheeks

"Thank u for the breakfast" I mumbled and left I could see her stunned.