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Authors: Ashley Hunter
room and for the first time, she saw the hallway outside.
It was spacious and tastefully decorated. Deep mahogany furniture and porcelain rested against parts of the wall, and the ceiling arced high above. It couldn’t be any taller than maybe twenty—no, thirty—feet high, and glass chandeliers lined above them, curling with iron and reflections of the early morning light.
There was no other sign of life around them and for a moment, Ingrid actually wondered if she was indeed being let go by this woman. They walked maybe a yard or two away from the room Ingrid had been caged in before they stopped over a tall door.
Nadya, the maid, paused there and opened the door before ushering Ingrid in.
She had expected maybe a staircase, or another hallway. Instead, she was looking into a large and comfortably bathroom.
There was a tub, a glass shower stall, and a separate room where the toilet sat. Long windows hugged the far wall, letting in the light of the incoming day. Confused, Ingrid gave the maid an inquisitive glance before she was given a towel, and pointed toward the shower.
She wasn’t being helped to escape… she was being told to get clean.
Ingrid felt disappointment return as she looked at the fine terrycloth in her hands. It felt soft and marvelous under her fingers, and she wondered how nice it must feel against her skin. But Ingrid had another idea, and there was only one way she could actually leave.
Nadya was slim, almost frail looking… Ingrid felt confident she could be able to overpower her given the right moment.
Swallowing, Ingrid gave the maid a short smile, bowing slightly to show appreciation and began to head for the shower.
She whirled, throwing the towel into the maid’s face before throwing a hard punch against the woman’s jaw. It connected with a muffled thud and Nadya stumbled backward.
Ingrid yanked her chain out of the maid’s hands before she made for the door. She had barely managed to open the door and take a step out before her feet were being swept out from under her.
Ingrid hit the ground with a thud, crying out in pain when her ribs struck the marble floor. She tried to scramble up but barely made it to her knees before she felt something soft wrap around her face and yank her back.
Ingrid let out a grunt, choking at the force before she was landing on her back. Blinking blearily, she realized the maid had used the towel as a sort of rope, tugging around her head before yanking her down.
Before she could think about fighting back, she felt a lithe body pounce over her before her wrists were being yanked up and she felt something hard press against her sternum.
The towel was suddenly off and Ingrid let out a pained groan, realizing that the pressure was the maid’s knee on her chest.
When the world finally returned to normal, Ingrid was being stared at by Nadya’s expressionless face, but she could see a hint of annoyance over the pale woman’s eyes.
Even in this dim lighting, Ingrid could tell they were a soft grey.
Something struck the ground nearby with a resounding thud and Nadya glanced away before disappearing off of Ingrid’s body.
The bigger woman wheezed, feeling her chest clench painfully at the throbbing release. “Thank you, Nadya.”
When Ingrid glanced up, she saw Leo, dressed in grey slacks this time and a black shirt that made him appear mysterious and alluring, standing feet away and watching her with an amused expression.
“Have a nice trip?”
“You should’ve told me you had assigned a ninja as my guard,” Ingrid grunted, slowly pulling herself up and hissing when she felt her body throb uncomfortably.
Leo smiled at her, “Nadya’s been trained to handle herself against bigger threats, Ingrid. More to protect you than anything.”
“Protect me against what?” Ingrid scoffed, rolling her eyes.
“You?”
Leo shook his head, yet his smile was still wide. “I hope you’ll remember not to engage my staff, Ingrid. Though, I’m
It was spacious and tastefully decorated. Deep mahogany furniture and porcelain rested against parts of the wall, and the ceiling arced high above. It couldn’t be any taller than maybe twenty—no, thirty—feet high, and glass chandeliers lined above them, curling with iron and reflections of the early morning light.
There was no other sign of life around them and for a moment, Ingrid actually wondered if she was indeed being let go by this woman. They walked maybe a yard or two away from the room Ingrid had been caged in before they stopped over a tall door.
Nadya, the maid, paused there and opened the door before ushering Ingrid in.
She had expected maybe a staircase, or another hallway. Instead, she was looking into a large and comfortably bathroom.
There was a tub, a glass shower stall, and a separate room where the toilet sat. Long windows hugged the far wall, letting in the light of the incoming day. Confused, Ingrid gave the maid an inquisitive glance before she was given a towel, and pointed toward the shower.
She wasn’t being helped to escape… she was being told to get clean.
Ingrid felt disappointment return as she looked at the fine terrycloth in her hands. It felt soft and marvelous under her fingers, and she wondered how nice it must feel against her skin. But Ingrid had another idea, and there was only one way she could actually leave.
Nadya was slim, almost frail looking… Ingrid felt confident she could be able to overpower her given the right moment.
Swallowing, Ingrid gave the maid a short smile, bowing slightly to show appreciation and began to head for the shower.
She whirled, throwing the towel into the maid’s face before throwing a hard punch against the woman’s jaw. It connected with a muffled thud and Nadya stumbled backward.
Ingrid yanked her chain out of the maid’s hands before she made for the door. She had barely managed to open the door and take a step out before her feet were being swept out from under her.
Ingrid hit the ground with a thud, crying out in pain when her ribs struck the marble floor. She tried to scramble up but barely made it to her knees before she felt something soft wrap around her face and yank her back.
Ingrid let out a grunt, choking at the force before she was landing on her back. Blinking blearily, she realized the maid had used the towel as a sort of rope, tugging around her head before yanking her down.
Before she could think about fighting back, she felt a lithe body pounce over her before her wrists were being yanked up and she felt something hard press against her sternum.
The towel was suddenly off and Ingrid let out a pained groan, realizing that the pressure was the maid’s knee on her chest.
When the world finally returned to normal, Ingrid was being stared at by Nadya’s expressionless face, but she could see a hint of annoyance over the pale woman’s eyes.
Even in this dim lighting, Ingrid could tell they were a soft grey.
Something struck the ground nearby with a resounding thud and Nadya glanced away before disappearing off of Ingrid’s body.
The bigger woman wheezed, feeling her chest clench painfully at the throbbing release. “Thank you, Nadya.”
When Ingrid glanced up, she saw Leo, dressed in grey slacks this time and a black shirt that made him appear mysterious and alluring, standing feet away and watching her with an amused expression.
“Have a nice trip?”
“You should’ve told me you had assigned a ninja as my guard,” Ingrid grunted, slowly pulling herself up and hissing when she felt her body throb uncomfortably.
Leo smiled at her, “Nadya’s been trained to handle herself against bigger threats, Ingrid. More to protect you than anything.”
“Protect me against what?” Ingrid scoffed, rolling her eyes.
“You?”
Leo shook his head, yet his smile was still wide. “I hope you’ll remember not to engage my staff, Ingrid. Though, I’m
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