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ask him in a depressed voice. I know he had something to do with this, I just don’t understand why.
    “This wasn’t me; I would never let anyone try to rape you!”
    “Just a good beating.” I reply with attitude.
    He comes to the bathtub and kneels down to my eye level.
    “I’m a monster Zara, but that is something I would never do, or allow, believe me or not, I don’t care. You can’t wash in that filthy water, come to my room, I have a shower.”
    “No.” I shake my head, wanting him to go so I can be alone.
    “I wasn’t asking you.” He says as he lifts me under the arms and stands me on the marble floor on shaky legs, as if I weight nothing at all.
    “Come.” He tells me to follow him.
    “Fine, but only because I want to, not because you order me to!”
    I reluctantly follow him out of the bathroom. I need to get this blood off my skin and the smell of that dirty Vampire.
    I feel so weak from the blood loss, I don’t think I can walk any further; I get to the bed and sit on the edge, breathing hard. Kicking myself for not being stronger, I look like a beaten child in front of Richard. My face is bruised, blood coats my hair, and I have a nasty bite marks over my neck.
    He turns to look at me, letting out a sigh as he walks to stand before me
    “Just give me a sec,” I tell him with my head bowed and breathing heavily.
    His arms slip under my legs and torso as he picks me up like a baby, flinching from his close contact. I do not want him touching me, helping me; the last thing I want is for him to see me as weak.
    “I won’t hurt you.” He tells me strongly.
    “Put me down, now!”
    “No.”
    If I had the energy, I would thrash against his hold, free myself and get far away from him, but I’m drained and helpless.
    He carries me into his room straight through to the bathroom, which contains a humungous walk in shower. I wait for him to put me down, but he doesn’t, he walks into the shower wearing his silk pants and a white shirt with me in his arms. He turns on the water, and it pours onto my bloody skin, making me release a sigh of happiness. I look at him as he looks at me, slipping down his body I turn my back to him, no longer wanting to look into his soulless black eyes.
    Jumping when his hand runs down my back, then freeze as his other hand laces in my hair.
    “I won’t hurt you.” He tells me again gently.
    “What’s changed?” I ask in a whisper, feeling nervous.
    I need to change him, as a Charmer it’s what I am meant to do, but I feel so much hate for him, the thought is unbearable.
    “I didn’t know he was in there with you.”
    “Of course you didn’t.” I snort with disbelief.
    He spins me to face him with strength.
    “I’ll get someone to heal you.” He tells me, but makes no move on leaving. Why is he trying to take care of me after making my life a living hell?
    “Ok.” I tell him, and turn away again; I want him gone so I can wash properly. I also need to be healed so when I see Dallah tomorrow she doesn’t freak out, not to mention when I visit Den in his dreams tomorrow night as I promised him.
    “Richard, are you really taking me to Dallah tomorrow?” I ask in a calm tone.
    “I will,” He tells me as he leaves the bathroom in his soaking wet clothes, grabbing a towel on the way out.
     
    Stripping off my underwear, I scrub my skin until its red and saw, and wash the blood from my hair with the expensive products in the shower.
     
    “Dorothy’s is here.” Richard tells me I a husky tone, suddenly appearing before me without warning,.
    “Shit! What are you doing in here?” I screech holding my breasts, turning my head towards him in shock. He stands there staring, ignoring my question, instead he lingers, gazing at my body from head to toe.
    “Richard!” I screech again, to stop his eyes from devouring every inch of me.
    “What are you? You’re not just a human?” He asks opening the door to the shower and stepping close, with his hands held