53. Banquet

Ella's POV

Two days later, my rash was finally gone. I was sad to see the count come back home this morning but I didn't think he would want to see me so soon after what happened the last time.

I was wrong.

The butler knocked on my bedroom door an hour after the count got back, pushing his face into my room a minute after he knocked.

I jumped on the bed and gasped, surprised to see him.

"What are you doing?" I snapped at him without thinking. "I haven't told you to come inside."

"Why?" He smirked. "Because you could be naked?"

"Yes." I rolled my at him, staring at him like he was stupid for not knowing that.

He chuckled. "I've seen you naked, slave. Have you forgotten so soon that I dressed you up for the count the other day?"

I blushed and he chuckled at my expression. He didn't have to remind me of that embarrassing moment.

"What do you want? Why are you here?"

"The count wants to see you." He said, his eyes shining with glee.

He was a sick bastard. He loved it more than the count w