Bonded

Chapter four Heat

Am up before the first light an old habit have developed through out the years. Taking a quick bath am ready and dressed. The uniform feels scratching on my skin and oddly it's fit perfectly. I walk down the dark tunnel of the servant quarter than taking the stairs that leads upstairs. Where am supposed to be assigned my work schedule to. The upstairs is like a maze with different turns and bends that leaves me breathless, each leading to a different room. High above a tall ceilings with bright crystal light. I walk by admiring the architecture built, the pristine marble floor and high window frame securely bolted and locked. Allowing only the light from outside to slip out.

I navigate the around taking unsure bends following by intuition bit I ended up landing back to the same spot, regretting why I didn't ask Ebere for help when she offered. I managed to reach the lower floor of the huge castle like mansion where the dining and sitting area are. I look around unsure my head spinning in circle like a rotating fan. A tingling sensation travel down my stomach, making me stop for a moment. I brush it off ready to heard back upstairs when a voice calls out in greeting.

Morning" some calls out

Turning towards the sound I face the voice, his white teeth comes into view, his face lined up in a smile.

"Morning" I greet back but with less enthusiasm.

"Are you new here"? He ask

"Yeah, I'm supposed to start today"

He hums to himself nodding his head.

"I'm Emmanuel" he introduced.

"Vivian"

"Where are you heading to?"

I look around, my eyes uncertain.

His chest vibrates in a deep laugh, I stay silence embarrassed.

"Where are you assigned to"? He continues to probe, his question and mocking chivalry makes me nearly roll my eyes.

"Cleaning staff" my voice carrying a sharper tone.

He leads the way as I stroll slowly behind. His warm chatter fills the silence, unbothered by my monotone response he continues to speak happily. I find myself smiling for the first time in a long while as he speaks loquaciously. A sharp pain travels from my leg to my stomach, making me bended over, on my knees. My breathing becomes shallow, my feet wobbly below.

"Are you okay?" His voice lanced with worry.

Shrugging my shoulder, I try to walk pass the pain. Every now and then Emmanuel would look back at me worriedly but I wouldn't meet his eyes, trying not only to convince him but myself. We reach the living hall passing by a bulky guard stationed by the staircase. The bulky man eyes snapped to mine as we walk by. His pupils dilating as he stares at me hungrily. I feel my leg go week as my body begins to heat up, a burning sensation traveling through my entire body. Bending over on one knee, I try desperately to compose myself. Emmanuel voice rings through my ear drums but I make nothing out. My eyes are locked on the guard, he sniffs the air, his chest vibrating going up and down. He comes close and I want to run but I find it hard to move my legs.

Everything goes stiffly, the guard come closer to where am squirting down, he sniffs my neck, his hot breath on my skin.

Emmanuel voice sounds but it seems far, then a crashing of millions glasses rings out.

The guards lifts me up with only one hand that I find it inhumanly Impossible. My feet are dangling on air like as am backed against the well, trying to scream but it dies down inside my throat. His hot breath are everywhere, prickly. Unable to stay still I shaking from fear. My temperature heats up, I find myself sweating. I try to scream again and it comes out. The guard continues, he looks intoxicated as he begin to rip my cloth. Panic install itself in my heart, am moving hectically, shaking myself from his tight hold on my waist. He bangs my head on the concrete wall stopping my action, my eyes goes hazy. Screaming as loud as I can, my throat goes hoarse. He lifts my feet up with his large veiny hand, his other hands holds my neck to the wall, choking me. Hot tears slides down my cheek as his hot tongue links my neck, feeling the warm liquid plastered on my skin, he continues his assault going back to my neck licking with passion that leaves me gagging for air.

His rough hands rips more fabric. Pushing with all my might my action are futile to the attacker. Grabbing into my thigh he spreads them apart. He tightens his hold on my neck choking my windpipe, surely his action would leave a bruise. His hands leaves my legs for a second, it dangles again on air

Looking up, I hear the sound of buckle being loosen, it put dread to my heart. His hold on my neck loosen a little, coming closer to lick my neck once again. In adrenaline rush, I lift my kneel up, i hit a flesh with force.

He doubles over on the floor holding his c**k. Escaping, I run down the hall not once looking back.

My face collide with a hard surface, I look up frightful, his brown orbs held me captive as he looks down at my trouble state. His brow frowning at the sight of me. He sniff the air, I feel myself tense up. The skin contact makes the pain more bearable. His strong arms encircle around securing me in place.

"Who did this?" he thunders

Am confused my his sudden anger, I could only stare back fearfully, he gives me a warning look. With the closer distance between us, I found myself shifting unconscious closer, welcoming his body hit. His scent clouding my sense.

' Vivian' he hiss out, it sounds almost like a scream.

Opening my mouth ' Guard' I whispered

The Alpha chest vibrates rising and falling with unknown rage by my single word. An animalistic growl sounds from his lips, it makes me go still as am cuddle in between his tone chest.

Servant are gathered around speaking in hush whisper.

He hands me over to someone, I whine catching his eyes, he breaths softly and touch my hand gently before stalking off. The pain returns and I'm left wishing for his body contact.

Am being carried like a rag doll by the arms by two male servants. My eyes are half closed, shining white light blinds my sight.The smell of disinfectant and ethanol are heavy in the air as we enter a white room. Am layed on the bed like a a sack. I try to breath but it only makes my throat sore. Discomfort settles in, my thigh are pressed forcefully together, a burning sensation travel down, fisting into the sheet, I turn my head to the side. The bitter memory leave behind its pain, I could feel my right cheek slight bruised and swollen. Trouble seem always to follow me around.

"Did you see what happened"? A voice questioned behind.

"Noo" someone whisper back but the sound is far above a whisper.

They less than subtle attempt to gossip near ear shot, brings annoyance.

"That guard dealt with her eeeh" one exclaimed. Gland at least I can entertain I thought sarcastically.

They laugh shrilling, I try to tone them out. But there are annoyingly close.

The curtain shifts open, turning my head shapely the action makes my head throb further. Long dark braids flows down, shape fierce feature towers over me with slender high cheeks bones.

"I'm doctor Easter, I would be attending to you today" her voice is sniff, her expression rigid.

I could only nod.

"How much pain are you in from the scale of one to ten"?

"Eight" my voice is low and I find it hard to speak.

She doesn't respond and only writes on a white clipboard,

'I'll give you sedative for the pain and a nurse would come by later to clean your wounds.'

I look down at my attire, a long ripe goes below my thigh exposing my legs. Swallowing in the urge to scream. She comes closer and takes my hand giving it a little squeeze, I blink away pending tears. Either of us speaks for some while.

"You would have to stay over for observations only for some few days, you injuries aren't to grieve" her voice is more gentle.

"A nurse is coming by to clean you up"

She steps back and adjust her stance.

"Thanks you"

She nods and walks away.

After am cleaned and my wounds are dressed, it's mild evening. Laying flat on the rectangular bed, I try to keep my eyes open after the sedative are administered. The hospital grown only reaches my knee. Blinking away watery liquid, I fall into a deep stateless sleep.

The beeping sound of the monitor, makes it hard to sleep. Through the dull ache of the injures a burning hot sensation travels down, clenching my thigh together creating some friction. Staring wide awake on the small rectangular bed, an overwhelmingly urge purges down my veins, tossing and turning in bed, my body temperature heighten. The pain keeps me up travelling down my stomach to my sacred area . Staring with widen eyes, dawn brings it's light.

On the third night , Ebere and Emmanuel comes to visit. Emmanuel comes into the room limping on one foot, his face bruise and battered. When he see me, he smiles ebulliently. Guilt washes over me once he sits near Ebere, I try to apologize but he cuts me off.

" What actually happened, remorse are going round the mansion" Ebere states out.

Emmanuel scratch his head, a frown plastered on his face. Am as confused as he was. A guard trying to r**e a servant isn't a new thing when one work for the elite in fact is quite frequent. I wasn't surprised by the vulgar attempt however the supposed Alpha sudden anger is what keeps me on edge.

"He just attacked suddenly" he says slowly.

Ebere and I stays silent, she reaches for my arm and looks at me sympathetically. Looking down at our intertwined hands and try to smile.

"Everything is going to be alright" Ebere assures us both.

I hope so.

Ebere shares with us all the gossip in the mansion avoiding the accident that happened, I try to concentrate on her words but am drifting off. My thought returning back man that keeps on stalking my dreams. Fighting the overwhelming urge to ask about him but I stop myself before the words are out.

'Precious haven't even seen the actual thing self......' Vivian.

'mmm' i turn to Ebere, he dull eyes assess my state before she continues the gist. I look out the window there chatter dying down slowly. Nothing makes sense anymore between this walls I thought bitterly.

The fifth night, I'm unable to sleep the pain has subsided. Laying inside a warm blanket that covers me from the hash winds, something distance seem to flash by a dark shadow comes closer, squinting my eye I try to make out the shape. I'm probably imagining I thought.

I blink once then twice before opening my eyes again, the shadow is gone but I can feel something watching me.

An occasional cough or whimper from other patients sounds from afar wit the beeping sound of oxygen or heart monitor beeping in the dark.

Closing my eye tightly I try to fall asleep.

Light feather touch tickles my skin, l lean into it, a sigh escaping my lips, it ignite a spark inside me. It traces my face tenderly down to my lips going down to my neckline. It only last for a second before the feeling is gone, I snap my eyes open searching round the dark room for something, that is still unknown to me. I only see formless figures, huffing out a breath, I start to question myself about my sanity. I sit up straight, turning and watching closely for any movement but find none. Laying down back, I close my eyes.