1 Chapter 1

Sabatians pov:

Her breath was peaceful, she looked like a sleeping angel dressed in night shorts and a white long sleeve shirt despite the heat. She turned onto her side, her messy straight coco brown hair over her face yet, she still looked beautiful.

I slowly retreat from the window, and return to the others. "Sir, we need your signature in order to confirm the transaction." Said my brother Michael, he has had his eye for Rebecca since she was found and finally Mr. Willows allowed him to take her, for a price of course (the sadistic old man). "Fine, I shall but before we do, why don't we double the price and ill allow the runt of the family, your brother chose anyone he wishes." he gestured to me, before I could decline SHE came to mind. "Anyone?" I Question. He nodded in response and seamed quite proud of himself. Mr. Willows was in his early 40s a bit to old to have the girls he does (in my opinion). He hands me a folder of all the pictures of his girls. Of course there was one I was looking for in specific. My brother who knew me well, knew I was looking for her. "Her." My brother and I say in sync. He knew I admired her from afar but little did he know she was a victim of his. "No, I'm sorry I cant give her away. She's a problem. You don't want her," He pulls up his sleeve to reveal a bite mark, still fresh. "she's a nutter." "If she is as bad as you say so, then I don't see why you should deal with a such a problem. Allow us to take her off your hands as well as Rebecca." My brother replies. Mr Willows almost in regret agrees and we go to the waiting room for them.

Several mintues later Rebecca and the angel walk out. "Rebecca, Im sorry" my brother Michael whispered in her ear and he embraced her. "Sir, there is simply no need to aplogize. Not to me anyway. In any case you've helped us greatly" she says as her face turns to the angel next to her. Her head hung low. The chains around her wrists hanging dead still, almost like the wind didn't wish to disturb her. She walks towards me. "My lord, I am Angelica, use me as you wish for I am now your faithful servant." she says bluntly to me. Almost like she's rehearsed these lines over and over. Her face still to the ground while her hair is hanging covering her face. I raise my hand to her check. She filches as my hands make contact with her cold skin. I put her hair behind her ear and take my index under her chin to raise her face to mine. "Quite a fitting name, please call me Sebastian." I say as I give her a smirk. She returns mine with a faint smile her icy blue emotionless eyes, still staring at her feet. "I perfer sir." she says again bluntly with absolutely no emotion in her voice.

We arrived at the house after a long silent drive. "Jazmin, show them to our rooms. Allow them to unpack. Its getting quite late, make sure they're ready to retire for the night before 9. We have a long day scheduled for tomorrow." Michael ordered. "Yes Michael." She walks them with grace, her grey hair up in a beautifully prepared bun, yet no matter how wrinkled and tired her aged face was she constantly wore a graceful smile. I follow as well to help Angelica to get settled. Jazmin opened the door and allowed her in. Then walked Rebecca to Michaels room.

She stood there, chains and all, with her tiny carry bag at her feet, she gives it a small kick in boredom. "Here." I go to try and free her from the chains, but before I could she walked quite a distance back. Almost like she didn't want to be free. "Please, allow me to..." "NO!" she cried her eyes tightly closed. "No need to yell Angelica." Her eyes widen realizing that she raised her voice. A tear ran down her check. I watched absolutely baffled as her kneeled down, then bent over arms crossed on top of each other and butt in the air. "Please master, have mercy." she whispered in her tears. "Stand up." I ordered her. As she did so with a more confused look than what I have ever seen. I place my hands on her shoulders and faced her back towards me. I lifted the back of her shirt only to see, the wounds are swollen, scars some open others so bad its protruded passed her skin, mixture of the dried blood, yellowish brown scabbing and bruised scaring. I place her shirt back down and I turn her back around and roll up her sleeves as I do a crimson red starts dripping from her small doll like hands. Her arms are scared as well. "An angel like you deserves no place in a hell hole like that, I can assure you punishments will not be given or even thought about. If anyone but me touches you in any harmful way you are to report it straight to me or Michael understood? Go get cleaned up the bathroom is that way" I say, I point in the direction of the bathroom, trying to hide my furiousness towards that bastard who dared to hurt her. I take the chains off releveling her bruised wrists. A mixture of blue and a deep purple.

A single tear ran down her check again. I put my hand to her pale face, she flinched in return. "There's no need for tears." I pulled out a handkerchief and wiped her cold pale skin that was stained with dried tears. "Yes Sir." she sniffles. "Angelica, please call me Sebastian." She shakes her head. "I apologize sir but I simple can not call you by your name." "How come?" "I've been trained not to." I curl upmy index finger and place my knuckle under her chin. "Angelica." I say strictly. "Yes." she replies her voice unsure and faint. "Your are not a dog, nor an item to be sold or to be trained, you are a special breed, your human with emotions, flesh and blood well to others but to me your much more than that. Forget what that bastard 'taught' you understood?" she nods her head. "Good, now prepare for bed, Michael and I will be going out tonight so I will not be able to care for you but if you need anything call for Jazmin or William. They will be happy to assist for the time being." Without waiting for a reply I leave.

Rebecca's pov:

I open the door hoping she'll be awake. "Angelica?" I whisper. after a few seconds I get a faint reply. I switch on the lights to find her crawled up in a ball on the floor with nothing but a pillow. "Sweetheart, why are you on the floor you'll fall ill." I rush to her defence as I see the blood running out from her. "What happened?" I ask franticly looking all over her to see where the open wound was. "I'm sorry..." she cries. "I'm so..." I cut her off. "No, don't be... WILLIAM, JAZMIN!" I scream at the top of my lungs. "Hang in there... please for me... for Sebastian." The door opened fully. "William go get the medical kit." Jazmin's voice echoed firmly. "May I ask you to go to the phone and call Michael and Sebastian." I do as I'm instructed my hands shaking like my body is educing its own earthquake. She applies pressure with one hand as she takes the phone with her other hand. "Hello, Michael how long will you be? Yes, oh I see. Well, you were right and I'm glad you got it in any case. Yes I will do so." She hangs up, how is she so calm. "Please go to your bed and rest she will be fine in the hands of Jazmin." William assures me. "I cant leave her..." "I need you to go please." In defeat I nod my head and leave. I lied in bed for what felt like hours until Michael came in. I shot up in bed awaiting for the report on Angelica. "How is she?" I ask afraid of the answer. "She's in perfect health thanks to Jazmin and William. No need to worry my love shell be up and heathy by tomorrow morning almost as if nothing happened." He assured me. "Now come time for rest, we have a busy day tomorrow my love." He laid next to me I put my head on his chest as he pulled his arms around me and kissed my head before I submit to sleep.

Sebastian's pov

"I leave you here for one night and you do this? Its purely uncalled for! What were you thinking! Don't keep quite answer me damnit!" "I'm sor" "BULL UTTER BULL! I DID NOT ASK FOR AN APOLOGY I ASKED FOR AN ANSWER!" "Sebastian, I suggest you go calm down before you cause her more fear." I glare at him. "William your service isn't needed here nor did I ask for a suggestion." I reply coldly. He leaves and I turn to her. I pick her up in my arms her small body trembling in fear. I place a kiss on her forehead before I place her on the bed. "I will give you til the end of the month to tell me if you wish to stay or not. If not ill make sure you have a stable home and job outside of her, but as long as you stay here you will wear this." I put the necklace around her neck and clasped it. Her fingers tracing the crystal on the pendent. "What is this for?" she looks down as she realizes what the crystal is doing. "They're they're gone... how?" she enquires. "That I will tell you tomorrow. It is time to retire for the night. You will be sleeping on the bed NOT the floor."