ELARA
"Please, I just need to know if she's alright." I slipped out of the bed, wincing as my bare feet touched the cold ground. I hurriedly put on my slippers. "I promise not to defy any of your instructions. I just need answers." I ambled close to the wardrobe, stopping immediately as her hand stilled and she gradually faced me. Her eyes spat fire and the veins in her jawline pulsed furiously.
Before I could react, she grabbed my forearm and yanked me to the bathroom door, threw it open, and shoved me inside. I stumbled forward but remained steady on my feet, facing her with wide eyes, in astonishment.
"You are not the Queen of me! You have to remember that, slave!" she bristled. "I will not answer to you, so if you know what is better for you, get into that tub and scrub your
