Stolen_Saving Setora_Book One_Dark Dystopian Reverse Harem MC Romance by Raven Dark & Petra J. Knox

Author:Raven Dark & Petra J. Knox [Dark, Raven & Knox, Petra J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The Way Real Men Say Goodbye

The next morning when I woke, I found the bed empty.

When I’d dropped off to sleep last night, I remember being sandwiched between my masters, Pretty Boy and Steel’s powerful, warm bodies all around me. Where had they gone?

Lying on my stomach with the blankets up to my waist, I lifted my head and looked around the room, but didn’t see or hear any sign of them. I didn’t hear anyone in the living room area outside, either.

Logically, I should have felt better being in the bed alone, enjoying the moment to myself, but instead disappointment settled in.

Why? I rolled onto my back. What were those men turning me into? And what had I expected, to wake up in their arms? They’d told me they didn’t have it in them to be gentle or loving. I’d accepted that, but still, some part of me wanted more. Wanted to be seen as more than just a slave for pleasure.

I must have dropped back off to sleep, because next thing I knew, someone was shaking my foot.

“All right, Petal, get up. Time to go.”

Steel’s voice. It pulled me out of sleep and I lifted my shoulders up, rubbing my eyes.

“Come on, I’m on break, get up.”

I turned onto my side, looking at him at the end of the bed. His tone was different, hard and clipped, nothing like it had been last night. Well, maybe he didn’t like mornings.

Suddenly unable to meet his eyes, I sat up and swung my feet over the bed.

Steel tossed a towel and two frocks on the bed, along with my bag with my toothbrush and tooth powder. “Get dressed.”

Again, ice cold.

Slowly, something close to sadness sank in on me, heavy and depressing as I realized, he wasn’t just grumpy because it was morning. Last night, I’d seen a different side of him, but that man was gone. This was the man I’d met at Damien’s mansion, the man who’d stolen me.

The pirate who saw me as his slave.

Trying to process this sudden switch in behavior from him, I slipped the frock on, then gave him a small smile, hoping we could connect again.

“Hawk’s not taking me to breakfast this time?” At least, I hoped that’s where we were going. With his change in manner, he might have something different in mind.

He frowned. “No, Hawk’s working.” He busied himself with something on the dresser. With his back to me, he asked, “Why, did you want Hawk here?” His tone sounded quiet.

My heart skipped a beat. Wasn’t it women who were supposed to be moody?

“I’m glad it’s you taking me to breakfast, Master.” I wanted to go up to him and touch his back, but I refrained. He stood up straighter and cleared his throat.

“Well, don’t get used to it. We all have jobs here. It just happened to be my turn today.”

Unsure what to say next, I straightened the frock and picked up the second one for after the bath, along with the towel and bag.

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