Chapter 31: Learning her real Name

Again I had awoken from my sleep. I found myself lying in the bed with the covers around me. Now remembering that dramatic experience, I had with my arm. And here I thought the captive situation couldn't get any more traumatizing! 'Yes, I was being sarcastic to hated this place!' I inwardly thought to since there was nobody to complain to.

As I am trying to forget these disturbing thoughts. I sat up slowly looking out at the balcony doors. Then I heard someone come into the room.

Matt entered from the hall with a pleasurable look. He has a handsomely attractive square face, deep-set teak wood color eyes, ideal lips, and a straight nose.

"How are you feeling?" He asked gently.

Lifting my arm now, I noticed the pain had vanished and my skin looked fresh. Touching my fingertips on where, I remember my flesh and bone were cut open. Now it felt so much smoother. I moved my arm and wrist back and forth freely, still feeling no pain.

I looked up at Matt. "My arm appears to be fully healed." More puzzled in annoyance, I asked hissing. "I thought it was supposed to be painless?"

"That wasn't supposed to happen. JJ feels terrible about it and so does Cory." Matt said, sighing.

I stared at him with nothing to say. As I heard someone come through the door. Down the hallway, we both see Cory came in surprised to notice, I was up.

"You're awake! He happily said and asked. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel better," I answered softly.

Cory sauntered to the left side of the bed. To where I was laying down, in a sitting up position. He sat beside me on the bed. Within that moment, I was getting uneasy. I didn't like it and scooted farther up to the pillow. To get away from him, I folded my legs from underneath the blanket and held my knees at my stomach.

"It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you or do anything to you." He tried reassuring me.

Matt took this as a moment to leave the room. Once Cory heard Matt close the door from down the hall, he spoke. "I have something to share with you." As I looked at him with fear. He gently added, "I know where you come from."

With confusion, I looked at him more weirdly. "What do you mean?" I asked a with adamant tone about who I am. "I am just a slave, nothing more."

"No, you have it all wrong." He tried saying. "You are back home. Your real home!"

"What are you saying?" I asked as face turned pale in disbelief.

Now it was the moment of lies. Cory told her only what he wanted her to know. "You were born here in our Kingdom from the one Maternity Bio Factory we own. My family purposely made you unique. With your beautifulness and they added a high gene trait for your talent. You were brought to my Royal family. My mother was the one who cared for you." He explained in a calm soothing yet lying voice.

In such shock, I stared at him with more incredulity. "I-I don't understand! I was b-born within the B-Businessmen Society! I rambled on stuttering. "W-Was I to be your slave here then? I-I mean, w-who a-am I?" I asked quivering.

To see she is upset, Cory said somewhat lying. "You were taken as an infant and ever found. You were never meant to be a slave." He swallowed hard. "My family was choosing you to be my wife. You are actually a Princess rank."

My complexion turned paler and I felt faint. He knew I was in total shock. Before I thought I'd fall over from fainting. He took my hand and held it, his eyes showed such tenderness. I didn't understand it.

"Hey, it's ok. I understand this is a lot to take in but your back home now." He asked me softly. "Would you like to know your true name?"

I looked at him and shook my head indicating, I wanna know.

"Your name is Sally."

"I have a true name?" I whispered, surprised and super shocked. "It's not slave."

"Your name is Sally and your back home to us." Cory enlightened me with a smile." "My mother will be looking forward to seeing you again."

"How long have I been asleep for?" I randomly asked just wanting to change the topic. This was all to much for me to take in.

Comprehending this adjustment will take time, Cory said dropping it. "Only for about three hours." After a pausing moment of silence. "Come stand with me outside the balcony."

He got up from the bed and took my hand helping me up. I cautiously get out of bed and then he unlocked the doors with his thumbprint by the handle, taking me outside onto the balcony. Slowly, I felt his hand release me from his generous grip.

Going to stone guardrail, I looked around and saw more people were home. Children and women were swimming in the pool. Men were standing around in different areas. I looked further outward past the gardens seeing an open meadow and forest. My mind felt lenient now.

"You seem to be calming down." He told me while watching me closely.

I looked at him quivering as he turned towards me. He brought his hand to my face. My breath escaped feeling his soft touch, as he is placing a singled out hair from behind my right ear. That the wind was curling around my mouth. I was just that motionless with him.

"You don't have to be imprisoned here in this room." He spoke softer. "You can go out and explore once you have adjusted better."

"You won't lock me up to stay in one room?" Surprised, I asked confirming, I heard him correctly.

"No, your not a hostage here." He said with a charming smile but gave his warning. "As long as you behave yourself and don't run away anymore!"

Partly shaky, I asked, "Am I still going to be staying here in this room with you?"

"Yes! In fact, you will be permanently staying with me in any room I move to." He gave his icy demanded answer.

Unhappy, I asked spatting, "Why must I stay with you?"

"No more asking me why you must stay with me! He darkened his tone turning rigorous. "Your staying with me that is the end of it!"

He told me how it was gonna be. And my body was shaken by his indistinct words. I can't understand why must I stay with him permanently. He's never going to let me have my own room. I wanna argue but his dark eyes were over baring. It's questionable if asking him was making him angry. I didn't wanna risk getting punished.

So I only nodded at this point. What else could I do, I thought. He seemed fairly adamant about not allowing me to have my own space. I didn't even share a room with my Master. If he wanted me he knew where to find me.

Although, I was hardly allowed to wander off too far from his side. Nor was I allowed to ever roam freely. I was always confined to where he placed me, now making me wonder?