#Chapter7

Iris-

A blood demon… that thought had been crossing my mind the entire time I slept, it’s like my subconscious was trying to haunt me as I tried to get some rest like Cien had asked me to but my attempts at resting was futile, I couldn’t stop tossing and turning so instead, I sat up, gingerly reaching for the bite mark on my neck, my fingers shook as they traced my skin, it hurt to touch, damn it, it hurt without me even touching it, it felt like someone had dropped a bag of bricks on my neck, I could barely move it, I wonder if my body will ever get used to being bit and fed on. Is this what I had to put up with until I found a way to steal his money and make a run for it?

Sighing, I lifted my legs over the bed and set them on the floor and just as I did, I almost had a heart attack, my beloved master was stood beside the door watching me… just how long had he been standing there?

“You couldn’t sleep.”

It wasn’t a question, he knew it for a fact, had he been watching me toss and turn? What a creep.

“Nope, thanks to you.”

I muttered beneath my breath, I was sure he wouldn’t hear it but he did and within a seconds moment, he was right in front of me, I didn’t even see him move but as he grabbed my chin between his thumb and index finger, yanking my face up to look at him, I knew that he had heard me.

Groaning out in pain from the sudden movement of my neck I looked up at him with a frown that I’m sure he wasn’t pleased about.

“Tell me, what was wrong with that sentence?”

He asked as he lowered his head to be inches away from my face, I could feel his cold breath lingering on my lips and suddenly I couldn’t think for myself anymore.

“Answer. Me.”

He longed out his words as if to give me time to register them, did he know the effects he was having on me?

Oh yeah. That’s right. I forgot to call him Master.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to call you by your title, master.”

I shrugged before pulling away from his death grip on my chin and getting off the bed, bad move. I stood up too fast and the entire room began to do backflips around me but thankfully, my blood sucking knight in shining armour was right there to hold me within his ever so gentle embrace.

“Careful, you’ve lost a lot of blood.”

He said as though he gave a damn.

“I wonder why…. Master.”

I raised my brows at him and he let out a deep sigh in response, almost like he gave up on trying to fix my attitude.

“I’ve left out your attire for tonight on the bottom of the bed, get dressed and come meet me in the lounge.”

He ordered before taking off and disappearing out the room. I took this chance to look at the clothes he had left for me, I wondered if it would be another set of sexy lingerie, although I didn’t mind looking desirable, I didn’t want to be walking around in lingerie all day everyday but to my luck, it was not a lingerie, instead, laid out on the bottom of the bed like he said, there was displayed an elegant black silk dress, it looked exactly my size and I wondered how he knew what size I wore. Did his blood demon eyes figure out clothing sizes along with his powerful hearing and speed? I chuckled to myself before I held up the beautiful dress, it had a zip on its back which I would never Cien’s help with, I slipped out of my former lingerie and kept only the panties on before putting on the dress.

Running my fingers across it’s smooth fabric, the silk felt like heaven against my touch, I’d never worn something like this before in my life and as I looked myself over in the full body length mirror on the wall, I was quite pleased, the dress came up to my thighs, it wasn’t long enough to make me look like a nun and it wasn’t short enough to make me look trashy, it was just perfect. It only had one sleeve and it came with no shoes…. Though, he did leave something with a note on its side that read ‘wear this on your feet.’ Studying it, it was just straps, straps that went through my middle toe to around my ankle, it looked pretty, though, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to walk around bare feet, I wondered why he never gave me any shoes to wear.

“Can you help with me with the zip master?”

I batted my eyelashes at him as I walked into the lounge area, if I remember correctly, he hated it the last time I did that, I was doing it merely for my own amusement.

“I told you to never do that again.”

He growled as he came behind me and pushed my hair to the side, his gentle touch making me insides churn as he began to zip up my dress.

“I’m sorry master.”

I wasn’t. In fact, I was internally laughing at the fact that something so little bothered him so much and now I knew how to get under his skin, just bat my lashes.

“We’re going to go out to the bar, I’d like to study your behaviour amongst other people.”

He said as he crouched down and wrapped something around both if my ankles with had a chain in the middle connecting my ankles together.

“Shackles?”

I looked down at him as he put his key in his pocket and stood up facing me.

“It’s so that you don’t try and run, I have no intentions of being embarrassed in front of people by my blood slave.”

I wasn’t planning on running away but now that I looked down at my ankles, the shackles looked quite good on me.

“And I will be putting a collar and a leash on you.”

He informed me as he went around me again, wrapping a thick black collar around my neck, on the front of it, it had his name ‘Cien’ written on it, he casually attached a matching black leash to it and then came and stood in front of me.

“When we are outside, you are not authorised to speak to anyone without my permission. You stay by my side at all times, when I sit somewhere, you are to kneel beside me, if I stand somewhere for too long, you are to kneel beside me. Do not make eye contact with anyone and keep your eyes planted on the ground at all times, am I clear?”

Wow. Talk about obsessive.

“I’m not a dog master.”

I muttered beneath my breath which he didn’t take a liking to as he gripped my chin once more, making me look deep into those blood red eyes.

“You are whatever I want you to be. Am I clear?”

Knowing that it was useless to argue with him, I nodded my head as I gave him a quiet ‘yes master’ before he began to pull on my leash, guiding me towards the door before I stopped him.

“But I don’t have any shoes on master.”

Stopping just by the door, his finger fiddled with the doorknob before said;

“Blood slaves do not wear shoes.”

And with that he opened the door and stepped outside, pulling on my leash, I had to practically jog to keep up with his awfully large and fast strides.

“What if I step on something and it cuts my feet? What if I start bleeding and it attracts others of your kind? What if they start feeding on me? Master.”

Don’t forget the master.

“It’s a way of showing our dominance, if a blood demon’s slave cuts their feet, other demons who smell the scent of the slave’s blood are free to try and attempt to feed on said slave, however, that’s if they can overpower the slave’s owner, should they be able to challenge that demon, they then get a free meal, if not, they have to in return, allow that blood demon to feed on their slave, that’s if they have one, if not, they pay in a different way. Though don’t worry, no one will dare challenge me, you won’t be getting fed on by anyone but me.”

His words were confident and I wondered, just who the hell was this guy? What made him so powerful and special? Let’s not forget rich. I wondered if there were ranks and classes within the blood demons, he did mention that they fed on weaker demons, did that mean that some of them were not as powerful as this guy?

“Oh and, from now on, you eat more, you’re way too scrawny, the dress I bought you is basically crying on your body. It’s disgusting.”

Rude. I guess blood demon’s didn’t know how to be polite and communicate their opinion in a socially accepted manner but his words didn’t bother me, I knew that I didn’t need to gain weight.

“I like the way I am and that’s how it’s going to be. If you are so disgusted by my figure then maybe you shouldn’t have picked me as your blood slave master.”

He shot me a death glare and just before he could scold me for my talk back, we were interrupted by the loud noise of the bar of this building, there were so many people here, blood demons were easy to spot as all of them had a human blood slave right beside them, all of which were on a leash like me and just as I was looking around, I recognised the face of one of the girls… she was the other girl from the orphanage that was chosen like me.

Katie.

“Eyes down low, don’t make me kill you on the first night of your stay.”

His threat echoed in my head as my reality sunk in, reminding me that, as easy it was for me to be chosen by a handsome freak, it was just as easy for me to lose it all.