chapter 12
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Ava's pov
“ Please can you go easy?” I said to the maid that was harshly scrubbing my body. They were all standing at my back so I couldn't see the smug look on their face.
I arched my back and relaxed against the bathtub with the thought that the lady scrubbing was going to stop but instead of that, I felt a harder stinging pain in my back which made me push her away in a hurry.
The floor of the bathroom was fully tiled and my movement was unpredictable which made her lose balance and fall on the one on her right. In a twink of an eye, both of them were lying on the floor and groaning in pain.
The last maid Among them was shocked by the sudden change of event and her emotions were triggered by my unintentional act. She quickly helped them up before she descended on me.
She began to do various things that I couldn't complain about and all I could do was just wince and close my eyes shut while silently enduring all the torture.
We spent almost an hour in the bathroom before they all gathered their stuff and left. They didn't even help me with towels or anything, I was just left alone to do everything by myself.
I stood up from the tub with painful feelings all over my body, I staggered slowly to the mirror which was hung right beside the towel hanger. The reflection of visible painful red marks all over my body and most especially my back were clear testimony to the assault I just passed through.
I reluctantly swallowed back the tears that threatened to drop from my eyes and made my way back inside the room.
A yawn escaped my mouth and my head also began to feel fuzzy, the eyes became unclear and I began to feel very sleepy. I didn't want to sleep without any cloth on so I went to the closet and picked up another conservative cloth to hide all the red scars on my body.
As soon as I finished dressing, my eyes were almost closing shut so I finally succumbed to the call of nature and slept off.
Three hours passed and I still wasn't awake, I was So into my sleep that I didn't know when Coran returned and even entered the room.
I guess seeing me sleep before leaving for work and still returning back to meet me sleeping sort of bothered me. Also, I have a very bad habit of sleeping in an uncomfortable position.
He felt uncomfortable seeing my head hung low by the bed stand, my posture looked So bad that he had to readjust me out of humanity, I guess he isn't totally stone hearted after all.
I had previously slept with my back on the bed and my front part, facing the ceiling. So when he changed my posture, my low back dress shifted and the scary red mark on my back became glary.
“ Ava!!!” He screamed out with fury. His voice held so much power and command that I jumped up with fear.
My sight was blurry at first but gradually, a face with crease and obvious anger showed in my face, making me reluctantly swallow hard.
“ You are back?” I asked, trying to hide my nervousness.
He ignored me like I wasn't the one that just spoke and dragged me up from the bed.
“ What is this? How did this happen to you?” He questioned in a firm tone.
I mentally rolled my eyes before I snatched my hand away from him. “ It's nothing, I wounded myself in the bathroom.”
He held my hand again, this time more firmly so that I won't snatch it off again.
“ This isn't the time for shitty jokes, who hurt you like this?”
‘Why does he even care so much?’ His fierce look could make anyone piss in their pant and that doesn't exclude me.
“ I am not joking here as well. The thing is, I over scrubbed myself while I was bathing.” I answered, speaking a partial truth.
His eyes were still firm and resolute which means that he didn't buy the lie I just said.
I just remembered how bad those maids treated me so it was of no use to cover up for them, “ Some maids came around and I was told that you instructed to give me a clean bath. Although I told them that I already took a bath, they insisted badly and there was nothing I could do. In Short, they are the ones that caused those marks.”
“ What?!”
“ I never sent anyone to clean you up,” he refuted.
Everything began to clear up to me especially the uncalled hostility and harshness from them.
“ Let's go,” he dragged me downstairs, not allowing me to change to a better dress.
“ All the maids should gather here. NOW!” He roared loudly.
Fear gripped everyone around and they all assembled In Front of him. My gaze flew across all the faces before it finally settled on the three maids that stood beside each other.
“ Can you point them out?” Coran asked and I nodded. I slowly raised my hand up and it pointed straight in their direction.
It was as if they already knew what they did wrong, they didn't allow him to speak before they rushed forward and fell heavily on their knees.
“ Please Sir Coran, we are sorry,” they spoke in unison.
“ Do you know one thing I despise the most?” Coran started, placing his hands on his chin.
They shook their heads negatively and he gave a wry smile, “ I hate my pets being harmed.”
“ I don't like seeing marks on my properties, not even my car.” He said and I gave him a side gaze.
‘Am I now his property?’ I know the answer deep down because he bought me with his own money.
“ Take them to the dungeon,” he said to the guards before he signaled me to follow him upstairs.
He selected a singlet and leather bumper for me and said to me, “ you will deal with them yourself, you need to start standing up for yourself now.”
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