The Devils That Take Her by Cassie Hargrove & Story Brooks

Author:Cassie Hargrove & Story Brooks [Hargrove , Cassie & Brooks, Story]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

17

FAWN

There weren’t a lot of times I was allowed to watch TV growing up, but sometimes I’d be able to sneak a movie in when Uncle and the nuns were too busy to watch me. One of those movies happened to be Cinderella.

I didn’t understand why Cinderella was so upset in the movie, outside of her step sisters being horrible human beings, obviously. But I get it now. I feel for her.

Back then, I was always helping out at the church and it felt like something I was supposed to do. It was my way of honouring God as a young girl. But cleaning for these men? There’s nothing honourable about it.

Now, I understand why Cinderella so badly wanted to get away. She was a prisoner, forced against her will to do their bidding, just as I am to these men. These evil and disrespectful heathens, treating me like their personal slave. Not to mention the looks the scary one, Spook, gives me when no one is looking. I don’t know what to do with the mixed feelings those looks stir inside of me, especially after he held me the other day.

“Hey, come here,” Shade’s voice calls, sending shivers down my spine. He’ll always be the cold one to me.

Deciding I’ve had just about enough of him refusing to treat me like a human being, I ignore him and keep walking. If he wants my attention, he can use my name, darn it.

“I know you hear me, little lamb. It’s best to answer a beast when you’re summoned,” he growls, and that’s it.

Whirling around, I snap. “Are you truly this daft?!”

Feeling liberated when his eyes widen slightly, I continue. “Do this, do that. Hey you!” I lower my voice when I remember they have guests. “I have a name. I am a human being, and I would greatly appreciate it if you stopped treating me like an object.” I cross my arms over my chest and tap my toe on the ground.

“Snark gets you nowhere. And let me be perfectly clear, lamb.” He leans in, getting his face close to mine and connecting his cold gaze with mine. “You are an object to us. Nothing but a slave and a toy, and you’d do best to remember that,” he seethes, then stands and fixes his shirt sleeves like they aren’t always immaculate.

I’m no psychologist, but I’d guess he does it out of reaction to emotion. It doesn’t take a brilliant mind to see how badly I set him off, I’ve just come to not care. If they were going to harm me, I feel like they’d have done it already. And as he just reminded me, I am a slave to them and nothing more.

Before I can speak up and argue, he silences me with a sharp wave of his hand. “Go and fluff our guests’ rooms, then take a nap. And try to rein this attitude in before I’m forced to react, lamb. When you wake up with a better attitude, I suggest you get to making a dinner that won’t poison us all.

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