63. Breathtaking

Violette POV

I woke up to a mixture of Master’s scent and breakfast. I looked around to see him sitting on the chair across from my bed with a book in his hand and a tray of food next to him on the table.

“Ma-ster?” I asked. He looked up from the book and sat it down.

“You’re awake.” He said.

“Ye-yes..” I replied.

“I.. was hoping you’d like to enjoy breakfast with me.” He said. I couldn’t fight the sleepy smile that appeared on my face.

“Break..fast?” I asked.

“Yes. Your voice is getting better. It doesn’t cut out as much.” He said. This was odd.. he’s never done this before. Has he changed his mind about me and decided to kill me? Is this the calm before the storm? Goddess.. Violette. Why such dark thoughts? He doesn’t want you dead. You should know this by now.

I sat and pulled the blanket off of me. I hadn’t realized the string between my breasts had untied in my sleep, until my gown slid down, showing my breasts completely.

My face turned bright red as I pulled the gown