Chapter 8

After many gratifying hours of pleasure, we saw the sun creeping through the curtains. We were both so sore our bodies couldn't do anything but hold one another. I loved it so much, I didn't want it to end.

Alas, I heard whispering in the halls and then a knock on the door. Emori held me close as I glanced over at the door and pulled the blankets over us more.

Connor walked into the room and smiled at us tensely. Emori looked over at Connor,

"Get. Us. Breakfast." She said with pauses. Connor jumped when she spoke and quickly left. Emori snuggled up to me.

How is it that you can fall for someone within days? Or maybe what I was feeling wasn't love. Maybe I was just- attracted to her body. No, I refused to be a selfish person, I refused to be like everyone else who I had been a slave to, everyone but Emori.

Connor brought us 2 trays with loads of food on the plates. Emori dug into the food as I watched her. Connor watched us from the doorway, with a slight glare in his eyes, I wish I knew what he was thinking. Emori took a bite of the breakfast sandwich and then jumped on my lap before pulling me close and kissed me. She immediately put the bite of sandwich into my mouth and then sat next to me. I chewed the sandwich reluctantly.

No one had ever treated me like this, let alone fed me, with their own mouth. I felt like a spoiled little kid. After we finished eating, Connor left, and the hand maids came into the room and locked the door.

Emori got out of bed and went to the mirror as the maids began dressing her. I sat at the edge of the bed, and watched in fascination. This woman, she was so kind, so beautiful, so ... intoxicating.

The maids dressed Emori in a dress with all shades of blue, before pulling me over to the mirror as well. I couldn't help but smile at Emori as the maids dressed me. Emori smiled up at me just as she put a glittering necklace on.

The maids dressed me in an all black dress that showed quite a bit of cleavage. Emori stared at me as if she wanted to rip my clothes off all over again, I returned the look before looking at myself in the mirror. The maids left and Emori went up behind me. She lifted my hair and put a tight necklace around my neck with a single sapphire jewel on it, in the shape of a tear drop. I watched her in the mirror as she moved my hair to the other side and kissed my cheek. I smiled at her and she spoke,

"You're so pretty-"

I stood there, dumb founded. This wasn't a sexual comment, it was just a simple, and heartfelt.