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My Mate, My Slave Chapter 12
12Ezra’s POVMy lips parted, not knowing what to say. I feel like I swallowed the words down my throat.I did not notice that my hands are clinging tightly on my dress as I cross my arms to cover my body.A-Are they g-going to s-share m-me…?I gulp at the thought and my legs started to get weak and jelly.“Get dressed. We will go to the party.”I look at my mate who is now on his back, fixing his dress.I rush towards him and without thinking clearly, reach for his hand. I do not care if I am not allowed to do this. All I know at this moment is I cannot do it with all of them.“S-Sir…” I stuttered.Tears started to pool on the lower lids of my eyes. I lower my head and stare at my feed as my vision gets blurry.I sensed him stiffened, probably because he’s disgusted on my touch. Before he can shove e off, I let my knees touch the cold-marbled floor.My tears are now starting to race own my cheeks. I use my right hand to wipe them off while my other hand is still clutching into his pa
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 13
Ezra’s POV“Stomach in,” the servant who is helping me to get dressed, ordered.“U-Uhmm. Is this necessary?” I asked while pulling down the hem of my black glittered dress.I am inside a room. This is an extension room from Alpha Ryler’s office.In front of me is a full-length mirror. I stare at my own reflection and I couldn’t help but to look in awe. Not to degrade myself, but the way I look right now is far from my natural look.My long straight jet-black hair that is usually falling down my back is now tied on a high ponytail. My dolled looking eyes now looked like cat-eyed one due to the black ink that the servant draw on my outer eyes. My naturally long eyelashes are thicker due to the fake eyelashes that they put in my eyelids.Add the bold red lipstick and the natural peach-colored blush that they put in my face, I’m definitely far from that slave rogue.However, I know that no amount of cosmetics can conceal what I really am.“All slaves wear heels when their masters are goin
My Mate, My Slave Author's Note
Hi Everyone!It took me 13 Chapters before uploading an author's note to talk to you guys lol.To start with, I am Joanne Cristel. Most people call me Joanne, but I always introduce myself as Cristel to my readers. Anyway, this author's note is a simple note that can help me talk to you and know your thoughts about the recently uploaded chapters. How's the story going for you? Is the pace too fast or slow? What do you feel about the characters so far? Are they annoying? Are their actions justifiable? Are you guys expecting some character developmet on the main leads? How about the word count on every chapter? How many wirds do you prefer? Let me know in the comments section so I can think if I'll consider them!This is my first story (hoping it won't be my last) that I will write in this platform. I am planning to write more stories and translate my imagination to share them to other people. I am hoping to get to know you well. Thank you for giving my story a chance to be read. I wis
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 14
Ezra’s POV“I think Romeo prepared some food, sir. Do you want us to go back to the house and eat, or you want us to eat at the party instead?” Roman asked.I noticed that he was looking at me while asking the last line.“We’ll just dine in there. It will took our cook another hour to prepare our meal,” Ryler answered.My hand instinctively fly to my stomach when I felt it growl. I bite my lower lip and look at the backs of the two men.Am I included when they will eat? I’m already hungry. I do not remember eating something the whole day.We stopped right in front of the tall and navy-blue double gates. It automatically opened and we stepped inside.I travel my eyes around in awe. After the double gates, the main door is located meters away. We march towards it and I could not stop myself from roaming my eyes and admiring the view.Well, to be honest, there’s nothing much to se aside from its luxurious exterior with well-trimmed grass that guides your path to the main door, but the th
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 15
Ezra's POV "I'm glad that you came. I am actually waiting for you!" he said. I cleared my throat and slightly move away from Romeo. I cannot take the glares that I am receiving from Ryler. “T-thanks, sir…” I replied awkwardly. I tried to minimize my voice even I know Ryler can still hear it. I am not even sure if I am allowed to talk to someone. I am still a slave and after this, I’ll go back to my cell. “Nah. Stop calling me ‘sir’. I am not your master. You can call me ‘Romeo’,” he said. I look at him and with hesitation, I nod. He place his arm on my shoulder and motioned me to face the two. “So, what are you guys waiting for? Let’s start the party!” he said on which the crowd cheered. I shut my eyes tightly as the booming sound of the party music and the cheers of the crowd echoed on the corners of the place. Romeo was about to snatch me from them. He turn on his back to Ryler and his twin and was about to drag me with him when suddenly, I felt a warm and rough hand caught
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 16
Ryler's POV"Jeez. Calm down. I'm not going to hit you," Romeo said.I stare at her. I notice how she instinctively jump in her place and her arms was about to shield herself from Romeo's movement.My eyes travel from her face down to her body. I saw some bruises in her neck, and i remember seeing some on her neck earlier when she was naked. She's wearing a tight hugging dress that length falls just below her private. Even she's wearing a high-knee boots, the red marks and scars in her inner thigh did not passed from my eyes. I am not certian if she got those bruises from when they were chased and sold as slaves or when Laura pulled a trick on her and used the guards or maybe there is another reason. One thing I'm certain, she's being abused. In my peripheral vision, I notice how Romeo's eyes pierced into her. "Go on. I'm already hungry," I said, wnating her to exit the place and out of Romeo's sight."Alright. Let me lead you to the kitchen area--""Roman, call a servant to help h
My Mate, My Slave Author's Note (2)
Hello everyone! Here's my second author's note for this month. How is everything going? I hope everything's well. For those who have no idea, I am currently a 4th year college student in the Philippines. And today, i just finished my on-the-job training. It takes me 2 hours maximum to go to the site of my OJT and another 2 and a half hour to go home. I completed a 500-hour training and now I am already a candidate for graduation, yehey! Starting from today, I can already focus on writing this story. I hope you'llb eenthusiastic as I am.Hoping for you to be reponsive to my story chapters, thank you!
My Mate, My Slave Chapter 17
Ezra's POV The servant slidess open the door that separates the venue of the party from the kitchen. Like how I reacted to the whole house, my jaw dropped at what was in front of me. The kitchen's interior is far from the original interior design of the house. When I first step inside this house, all I could think is how dark the color palette that they used was. However, their kitchen is different! The kitchen's interior design is gold and white. There is an empty center island where the servant went. She pressed something and my eyes widens when I saw the whole island blink in red. "You'll cook here. This will serve as your stove." Once again, my jaw drop. I do not know how many times my lips will part on this house. "This is an electric sensory stove," she said. She probably realized that I am too amazed. I think my ignorance is evident on my face. I look at her and awkwardly chuckle. "O-Ohh.. is that so...? I'm sorry, but what's your name again?" I asked. I don't re
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