His Slave

chapter Three

Hi beautiful people here is the 3rd chapter 

I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it

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Chapter Three

They stepped in the room, but she didn't have a chance to do anything because Traint pushed her to the ground. The door slammed shut with such force that it almost broke. Suddenly he grabbed her neck and started choking her.

“Let...go of..me.” He threw her to the wall and she bounced right off. She felt the pain throughout her body.

“Serena darling You are a Slave! You do what I say. Your parents sold you to me for a few couple of dollars. They don't care about you. You belong to me now and I can decide whether you live or die.”

Serenity got infuriated now and she snapped. “Pues yo digo que yo no le pertenesquo a nadie.” Less than a second later Traint was in front of her. His rage was off the charts now. He looked wild and untamed.

“What did you say, you Bitch? Say it in English so I can understand it.”

Serena looked him in the eye. “I said, well I say that I don't belong to nobody, not to you, you stupid bastard and not to my parents either.” With those words all hell broke lose. In the next few minuets Serena blacked out from a punch to the stomach. She had three broken ribs, a broken wrist, a black eye, split lip, and a bloody nose.

He looked down at her. Her angel face is twisted in pain. That is the way that he liked it. Carefully he picked her delicate body up and gently laid her down on the bed. He had more important things to do than spend them with a slave. He called a servant in and left.

Like Traint had left the mansion Jake took the opportunity to go and visit Serena. When his eyes landed on her, he was horrified. The beautiful face was now covered in purple marks. He walked over to her and pulled the blanket half way off of her body to see the rest of the damage. She was covered in bandages that thanks to God weren't covered in blood.

“That can only mean one thing, he broke some of her ribs.” He covered her again. An elderly woman entered the room.

She said, “Sir Jake Master Traint is on the phone and has something really important to discus with you.” Without another word he left the room. He grabbed the closest phone to him and answered. “Master Traint what did you need to talk to me about?”

“I want you to prepare the annual ball. Make it big and grand.”

“Master what do you want the theme to be about?”

There was a bit of silence on the other side. “Surprise me Jake, but remember to make it a blast.” Like always he hung up. His cellphone rang moments later and he had a feeling that it was the king. Jake picked it up. “Jake make sure that Serena gets good clothes for the party. We have to make sure that everybody sees just how much money I the king of Varicia have. Even his pet has the best clothes that money can buy.” Traint hung up again and this time for good. He could start making the plans right now but he was starving to death. The king was not the only vampire in this mansion. Hunger was driving him mad. Taking care of the king was not a piece of cake.

Jake went to the first floor and headed to the slave quarters that were almost down to the basement. He was not a cruel person and did not put the slaves through pain. There was this certain slave that was his favorite. Don't get it wrong, he wasn't in love he just cared for her. If he did fall in love with a slave again, Traint was going to kill her in front of him. Traint could be the worst Master, but also the best. But one thing that really ticked him of was a vampire falling for a lowly human slave.