Cherish_A Dark Mafia Captive Romance by Olivia Ryann & Vivian Wood

Author:Olivia Ryann & Vivian Wood [Ryann, Olivia & Wood, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-26T16:00:00+00:00

13

Fiore

In the early hours before dawn, I am sick. I wake up with my stomach in a tumult, vomit rising in the back of my throat before I even open my eyes. Plastering my hands over my mouth and running to the bathroom, I barely make it to the toilet before I retch up all the waffles from last night. I kneel before the toilet, tears streaming down my face, and silently gag for twenty minutes.

Afterward, I feel headachy and lightheaded, so I just sit by the toilet for a long while. It’s cold on the floor. I’m not wearing a stitch of clothing, not since Monster stripped me of it earlier. All I have is the collar, and that won’t keep me warm. I pull a towel off the counter, sitting on it.

I’m not sure what made me sick. I’m usually not sensitive to anything. It must have been the waffles, although how you make waffles bad is beyond me.

When I finally get up and rinse my mouth in the sink, I hear Monster’s faint call from the other room. “Are you alright?”

I pad out of the bathroom, giving him a sheepish look. “I’m fine. I think something was weird with the waffles I ate, that’s all.”

Monster pulls back the covers, making a space for me. I settle back on the bed, comfortable in his arms. Soon the warmth makes me drowsy enough that I close my eyes, drifting off.

I open my eyes again to find myself staring at Monster’s place in bed. It’s dawn, or almost… the faint light in poking slits in the curtains that Monster drew close over the windows. I sit up with a yawn, looking for him. I find him at the desk, staring down at the phone in his hands.

He looks worried. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Monster look worried before this moment.

He glances up, seeing that I’m awake in the mirror in front of him. He doesn’t move, just keeps looking at me. The frown lines bracketing his mouth deepen.

“What?” I ask, tousling my hair. “What is it?”

“That was Damen, just now. He said that our house…” He stops and swallows. “He said that our house is gone.”

My jaw drops. “What… what do you mean, gone?”

I’ve heard of houses disappearing in the hurricanes, but not in this weather we’re having tonight. It might’ve rained for all of twenty minutes earlier, but now it’s promising to be a beautiful late fall day.

I’m honestly not even sure that I heard him right.

He clears his throat. “He said that there was a fire. Not a naturally occurring one; he meant someone started a fire that demolished the house. It’s just… gone.”

My hand comes up to my throat, feeling for my collar. “I… I don’t know what to say. God, are the servants okay?”

His face wrinkles for a moment. Is he worrying about them, or wondering why I’m even saying anything? With Monster, it’s impossible to tell. “I don’t know.”

“We should check on them. We should see the house,” I say.

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