Chapter 4

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I was awoken by the soft, content rays of sunlight beaming through the window. I rolled over figuring I could use extra sleep since hell would break loose, but I only slept for five more minutes when the door opened.

"Rise and shine, slave. It's time for you to make me breakfast and meet the others."

I rolled over, not in the mood to talk to Damien.

"Just five more minutes."

I heard a growl leave his mouth.

"What?!" He roared at me snatching me up from the bed to face him.

"You don't make orders, I do! Now get your ass ready. My breakfast won't make itself."

Breakfast?! When was I making this asshole breakfast?! I wasn't his maid. Oh wait, technically I was.

I moaned as I angrily stretched then got out of bed, heading to the closet that he was pointing to. I gritted my teeth.

"Master, what should I wear?"

Damn, that was also a word that I was going to have to get use to.

"There is a dark green tank top in there with jeans. They should all fit."

I quickly grabbed the clothes he requested and headed toward the bathroom. Before I made it to the bathroom, however, he grabbed my wrist and spun me around to face him. He grabbed my wrist with such force that I yelped and dropped the clothes in my hands. He grinned. His face was only inches from mine.

"Don't even think about escaping because I will catch you. And trust me, you don't want to be caught by me." He said in a dramatic tone.

"I wouldn't even dream of it! Never!" I said, just as dramatic.

Damien let out an audible breath.

"I know, that's why I have this. I can tell you are going to be a challenge."

My eyes immediately shifted to his pocket as he pulled out a metal device that looked like a giant collar. He smiled when I cocked my head to the side.

"This here is a device that wraps around your neck; I can control it to keep you in check. When you are disrespectful, I will  use a remote that will make the collar send electric shocks through your body. If you still refuse to listen I will increase the voltage and if you still resist...well, shall I demonstrate?"

Demonstrate? Demonstrate?! I shook my head in fear that he would use me, but I had been wrong.

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