Amos felt he had reached his limits. Sera tortured him repeatedly. His body was broken. Sera's cruelty made it more miserable. He was like a worn-out and broken doll that had been painfully repaired over and over again.'But what's wrong with my body?' Amos thought. Sera's touch was driving him crazy. He couldn't think properly. Why was he enjoying it?Even though he tried to distract himself and close his eyes, Sera's gentle touch made him almost breathless.A small moan escaped his lips. He quickly closed his mouth. He didn't want Sera to see him enjoying it.Sera grinned at his reaction. He could not be able to hide the lust that had taken over. Amos' handcuffed hands were clenched tightly.Sera stopped touching him. Amos' eyes immediately opened in disappointment. His breathing was still ragged, his hands clenched even tighter."Do you want me to continue?" Sera asked seductively.Amos looked away, showing another hateful face."Didn't you say you would submit to me?" asked Sera.
Amos didn't think Sera understood beauty. The sound of the violin was so beautiful, soft, and heart-wrenching. He almost thought of Sera's tenderness, but then he remembered what she had done to him.The wound was still gaping. It was sore and painful. Several scratch marks appeared on his chest. But, he felt better like that than having to get healing ointment.To avoid Sera's torture, Amos pretends to be asleep.The sound of the violin continued to play until half an hour later. Then silence.The silence made Amos feel uncomfortable. He tried to neutralize his heartbeat. He had to pretend to be unconscious.Amos heard the sound of slow steps approaching. He tried to calm down, but his heart was still beating fast. He felt a touch on his cheek. Sera's fingers were hot.The touch was very gentle. Amos wasn't sure it was really Sera.Suddenly he felt his clothes being removed. He couldn't remember how many times he had changed clothes today. Too many times. Panicked, Amos opened his e
Amos looked at Sera. "You're sure not planning to torture me again?"Sera sat in a chair next to the bed. "Hurry up and eat."Amos hesitated, but he quickly grabbed the pasta and ate it. A few minutes later, it was all over.Sera smiled at him and handed him some medicine. "Take this medicine."Amos looked at Sera suspiciously. "What is this medicine for?""You don't have to ask every time I tell you," Sera snapped. She didn't have the patience to answer Amos' questions. Didn't he know how much she cared about him?Amos shook his head. "I don't need any medication." He felt fine. There were only wounds on his body that could not be treated with medicine. "Drink," Sera ordered in a soft voice.Although gentle, Sera's command was truly frightening. Amos gulped. He looked back at the three pills in his hand. Feeling it was useless to refuse the woman's order, Amos swallowed the medicine in one go and finished the glass of water.Sera stood up from her chair. Amos reflexively moved back.
Amos felt pressure in his chest. It allowed him to move again. Amos saw that his body was covered in bandages. Sera didn't give him any more ointment.He got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He saw Sera carrying a brand-new pair of clothes. "Put them on," she ordered.Amos took them. His eyes were drawn to the luxurious clothes. The shirt is white and the pants are made of high-quality fabric. His eyes were filled with amazement as he touched the clothes. They were made of fine material.Sera watched Amos who was still mesmerized by the clothes in his hand."Put it on quickly," Sera repeated."Ah, yes," Amos stammered back.Sera was quite surprised by the slave's compliance. She saw Amos standing up and struggling a bit to put them on. He repeatedly scrunched up in pain. Finally, she approached him to help. But Amos was frightened and backed away."Let me help you," Sera said, motioning Amos to come closer to her."No, I can do it myself."Sera stared impatiently. "Come here!"Amo
"Where are you going, Sera?" asked Winston."I want to take him for a walk.""So early?"Sera nodded. Then Winston stared at Amos who was already dressed. He didn't look like a slave at all. Amos looks different like that because of the clothes he is wearing."Papa won't like you taking him out," Winston said, with a serious face. Sera nodded. "As long as you don't talk, Papa won't know.""Papa's not blind or deaf. Many guards will see him. Do you think I'm a petty person to report you to him?" Winston asked. Sera smiled. "I'll take care of him. You don't have to worry.""It's not a matter of you taking care of him—""I know, I'll make sure he doesn't talk to anyone. If he does, I'll be sure to burn his family slaves to the ground," Sera said, looking at Amos to make sure he heard her.Amos looked down, gulping. So he is supposed not to talk either?Without waiting for Winston's reply, Sera pulled Amos' hand down the stairs. Amos walked quickly to keep up with her. The shoes he wore
"Do you like it?" asked Sera."So wide," Amos replied, still looking around.Sera watched the forest around her.Wide? She chuckled. Of course, the world is vast."I'll take you out often if you behave yourself," Sera said.Amos watched from the window. Suddenly the window glass opened and he jumped in surprise. A fresh breeze hit his face. He closed his eyes.Sera watched Amos grab the air from the open window. There was nothing on the road. It was completely in the middle of a forest. No one would pass through that area. So she let Amos take his hand out.Sera looked at the black car following her. She hoped Riel would keep an eye on Amos later."Is that a deer?" asked Amos, widening his eyes to see a deer with long antlers among the trees. He remembered seeing the animal in the book Balferis had read."Have you ever seen one? There are a lot in this area," Sera replied. She got tired of seeing them. Several times, she ate them."Beautiful," Amos murmured as he saw a group of deer.
Sera smiled at how Amos ate the food in front of him. He only used a fork and ignored any cutlery. She was quite happy that Amos could eat like a human.Amos looked down and focused on eating his food. He knew Sera was watching him, but he didn't want to think about it. He just hoped he hadn't made a mistake. As he ate, he swallowed the food. It tasted strange but delicious.In the slave house, they had the same meal schedule every week. Apart from vegetables, they also get other nutritious foods such as meat. But, he had never eaten food like what he was eating right now."Can you smile?" asked Sera.Amos looked at the woman in front of him, confused. Why should he smile? He wasn't in the mood to smile at the moment."I've taken you out with me. Can't you smile at me in return?" Sera continued.Amos looked down, glancing at the half-eaten croissant on Sera's plate."Is that an order?" asked Amos.Sera smiled. "Do you only smile when I tell you to?""I don't know. But I'm not in the m
Hoper chuckled. "Does it have to be now?" The timing was not right when Sera was in a rage.However, Amos appeared to be struggling to hold back. He seemed to be holding it in for quite some time. Why was he saying it now?"Later on the first floor," Hoper said. Then he pulled Amos closer to the elevator and made him walk faster.Amos stopped in front of the open box. He didn't want to enter the box again. But seeing Sera looking at him impatiently, Amos hurriedly entered. He didn't care about anything anymore.Amos held on to anything as the elevator moved slightly as it descended. He closed his eyes. Hoper quickly withdrew his hand. When he opened his eyes, he saw the previous room in front of him. Amos was sure that the box was some kind of room-shifting device, but he still didn't understand how it worked. But he was interested."Miss, you can go to the car first. I'll take Amos to the bathroom," Hoper said."What happened to him?" asked Sera sharply."He seems to need to pee," Ho
Amos grasped Sera's hand tightly and smiled, trying to calm the woman down."I won't cause trouble, Miss. Don't worry," Amos said. He then looked at Gerard, trying to be brave."Sir, you don't have to worry, I won't do anything there," Amos said. He knew Gerard had never liked him especially after Sera said he was her mate. Gerard only thought of him as food, nothing more.Amos looked at Merinda instead. The woman who made his heart uneasy. Her words still rang in his ears. But he ignored them.Gerard smiled mockingly. "We'll see what you do when you see your friend dying."Amos gulped. He knew he would have trouble dealing with his own feelings, but he couldn't give up. He had to gain Dumitrese's trust and stand by Sera.Sera said nothing, pulling Amos away from there as quickly as possible. The tail of her eyes caught Merinda's odd gaze. Her gaze was intensely fixed on Amos."Don't talk to her. Especially that woman," Sera warned.Amos nodded obediently. "Yes, Miss."Amos believed S
He didn't know when, but Amos felt that his fear of Sera had eased a bit. Moreover, lately she often engaged him in conversation and answered his questions seriously. Although she still played tricks on him, Sera looked like a woman in Amos' eyes now.Amos was determined to survive this time. He had to be able to get a place in Dumitrese and dig up as much information as possible. That meant he had to refrain from getting carried away by his own feelings.Just like this moment.The banquet was about to begin, and in the room, Amos had already prepared the clothes Sera had given him. A blue shirt with black pants and nice shoes.Amos felt strange. Just days ago, he was the one on the table to be served as food. Now he was present to watch his friend become food. He didn't know whether to be grateful or unhappy."If you're ready, come here." Sera's voice came out of the dressing room.Amos buttoned up his shirt and walked quickly towards Sera.She then took him into the dressing room. I
Amos must know something. Maybe he can save those special slaves."Why do you want to know?" asked Sera.Amos shook his head. "I don't know if I'm a special slave. I also didn't know why I was different. What makes us different?"Sera pulled her slave's chin to look up at her. The handsome face of Amos was visible, though his lips were dry and pale."You don't need to know, Amos. I will protect you, no matter what happens," Sera said."No, Miss. You said I should get used to being part of Dumitrese. If that's the case, please tell me the smallest thing I want to know," Amos replied. He had to know something.Sera pulled Amos' arm and asked him to sit beside her.Amos obediently complied with the request."You know who we are? Dumitrese are not humans. We need food to stay alive. And the best food for us is human flesh. That's why we created a human farm," said Sera.Hearing that information made Amos' heart beat uncomfortably. He remembered his childhood in the slave house without kno
Sera was furious at Gerard and Merinda's behavior. But right now she couldn't do anything about it. She vowed not to let Merinda get whatever she wanted.When she got to the room, Sera immediately looked for Amos. The only person who could make her feel better was that slave. However, when she entered the room, all she saw was Amos looking very pale.The man sat silently on the sofa watching the balcony. His gaze was dreamy. Sera was sure Amos knew her presence. The door opening sound was not soft.From the side, Amos' pale lips could be seen."Amos," Sera called out. Even though she had only been gone for a few moments, the man already looked haggard. Did something happen?Sera quickly forgot about Merinda and her worry grew when Amos looked at her with a sad and gloomy gaze.Amos slowly got off the sofa and knelt on the floor to greet Sera.Sera came closer and rubbed Amos' cheek gently."What happened?" she asked softly.Amos looked at Sera, as if he expected to be forced to exerci
"Change," Gerard pleaded when they got downstairs. He looked at the maid's outfit Merinda was wearing.Merinda looked down at her clothes. But she didn't have any proper clothes to dress out in."I don't have any clothes.""Wear anything but that," Gerard said.Finally, Merinda nodded and walked to her room. Meanwhile, Gerard took care of things.Along the way, the servants stared at Merinda as she passed them. At that moment, Maria arrived."Where are you going, Merinda?" Maria asked. She looked at Merinda from head to toe, not a single injury. Instead, the woman's face was radiant. What had Gerard done to Merinda? There was no way the rumors were true. Merinda was a stranger who just arrived!"Mr. Dumitrese asked me to accompany him. I have to hurry," Merinda replied, with a triumphant smile. She seemed pleased with the way her fortunes progressed in the mansion. Who would have thought that within a few days she would win the heart of the host's son?Hearing Merinda's reply, Maria s
The servants talked about Merinda. How could they not be jealous that a servant who had only worked there for a few days had managed to capture Gerard's heart? Meanwhile, those who had been there since birth, serving Dumitrese, didn't have the slightest chance.The jealousy intensified when they entered the banquet hall without finding the two of them."That's lucky Merinda. I don't know what Mr. Gerard saw in her," said one of the servants.Maria, who was busy delegating tasks, had to keep them all quiet and working. She herself didn't believe Gerard had taken Merinda away. She believed Gerard might punish her, because she knew how careless Merinda was.When the servants came out of the banquet hall, they talked about Merinda and Gerard. Just as Sera passed by them. That made Sera stop."Both of you, stop for a second," Sera called out.The two servants who were talking instantly froze in fear when they heard Sera's voice. They didn't expect her there. They looked at each other and l
"You can't force me, Sir!" Merinda pushed away Gerard's body who held her tightly."Why? You don't like me?" Gerard paid no heed to Merinda's whimpering, picking her up and placing her on the bed.Merinda gulped. Gerard's current appearance was different from his human appearance just a few moments ago. His handsome face now seemed more dominant. In any case, what did she dislike about Gerard? He was handsome, powerful, though she still didn't know him well.Merinda had only one problem. That she shouldn't fall into Gerard's arms. Because she couldn't trust her own feelings."You're quiet, that means you actually like me," Gerard whispered, shackling Merinda's body to the bed."No, don't do this," Merinda pleaded, inching backwards, but Gerard deftly pressed her chest to keep her still."You are mine. You won't be able to take that mark off you, unless I kill you," Gerard said.Merinda's skin crawled. She knew their bond wasn't that strong. She could reject him or walk away and leave
Gerard looked at Merinda, who was working with the other servants. They were all in the process of preparing the banquet hall, he knew.Merinda looked tired. She didn't care that a man watched her. A few minutes after she was lifting the tableware, Maria suddenly called and asked her to clean the banquet hall."I already cleaned it!" protested Merinda. She swept the entire dirt floor and covered it with carpet. She didn't know why they left the room bare and roofless. If they really wanted an outdoor atmosphere, they could go to the back garden. But then she realized there was something they were hiding. Something that made her curious."I still see many dry leaves! Do it again!" she ordered again.Merinda rolled her eyes. Of all the servants, Maria seemed to have a grudge against her. That woman didn't let her rest! But she didn't want to make a scene, so with an annoyed face, she quickly walked back to the banquet hall.Merinda passed through a door that was so large, it surpassed t
Moments later, Winston entered the preparation room. He was in charge of the banquet this time. There must be no obstacles or it would all go to waste. He had already invited all the Dumitrese family to attend tonight. Although it was sudden, he was sure no one would waste this opportunity.Winston examined Huan's body and looked satisfied. Huan looked healthy especially when the preparation team gave the results of Huan's medical examination.Winston pressed on the young man's tight stomach. He felt a rebellion.Huan groaned and looked angry. But whatever he said could not be heard clearly. His eyes narrowed, asking anyone to let him go.Winston didn't care, he continued to examine the young man's body. All of Huan had been cleared of hair from head to toe. His hands and feet were bound tightly to the iron table.The room was very quiet now that Winston arrived. There was only Huan's roar and the sound of the handcuffs clashing with the iron bed.Winston looked at Huan's face at last