The Master lay on his side beside the woman while supporting his own head with his hands. He studied the woman's face carefully, the woman's breath was smooth making her chest rise and fall slowly in an orderly manner.
Looks like tonight, he will let the nameless woman sleep in his bed. The Master doubts whether the woman is okay, victims of human trafficking usually experience an uncivilized transportation process.
He patted her cheek. "Hey ... hey ... wake up!" he said in a slightly raised voice.
The woman squirmed and whispered, "Waterrr ...."
The Master heard this and got up and took a glass of mineral water from the dispenser in his bedroom. He drank the mineral water and held the mineral water in his mouth then brought his lips to the woman's lips and gave her a drink through his own mouth.
The woman felt the water running down her mouth and took a quick gulp, she desperately needed water. Her body felt so weak from dehydration besides the effects of the anesthetic that had knocked her out of consciousness for dozens of hours. It was almost like dying.
The Master repeated his actions until the glass of mineral water was finished. His lips and the woman's lips were both wet, some of the water fell down her neck until the valley between her breasts made her look erotic.
The man immediately took a tissue on the nightstand to dry the woman's body, which was wet from drinking water and accidentally touched her beautiful hanging breasts. He wanted so badly to stick his tongue out there and suck on the top. However, he remembered that the woman needed water more.
He again filled the glass with mineral water and then moved the water with his mouth into the woman's mouth until he finished another glass.
The woman's eyes began to slowly open, the two of them looking at each other for the first time. A pair of blue eyes as clear as the pool water at Angels Nest stared into The Master's brown eyes.
They were silent and busy with their own thoughts, unmoved.
"Thank you," said Valentina Delaney.
The man she had seen through photos for the past 3 years saved her life and was now looking at her from a close distance.
The Master smiled faintly, the woman's voice was pleasant to hear. Later he would ask her to sing for him. The auctioneer said that one of this woman's talents was singing, in addition to dancing and cooking and martial arts. With a lot of talent like that, this woman would be an entertaining toy.
"What's your name, Miss?" asked The Master for the first time speaking to the woman.
"Call me Valen, Sir. My name is Valentina," said the woman motionlessly under The Master's gaze.
"A name that has bad luck. Do you want to have the fate of Saint Valentine by coming to Angels Nest?" teased The Master with his dark humor. At the end of his life Saint Valentine was executed by the emperor and his love was in vain because he was never united with his lover.
"I never chose my own name, Sir. It was a name given to me by my deceased parents," Valen replied as she was, she was an orphan since she was a baby.
The Master felt his heart being pinched. He was curious about this woman's life story. "Were you an orphan since childhood?"
"Yes, Sir. Since I was a baby, I lived in an orphanage. Both my parents died because of robbery, said the orphanage mother who took care of me," said Valen as she lay staring at The Master.
She was eager to see the face behind the golden mask. Surprisingly, the skin on the man's face and neck did not wrinkle like the age Valen often guessed, 50 years?
The Master processed the information in his brain. This woman's fate is very unfortunate, it's really stupid this woman's choice of her life. Entering Angels Nest only to die silly while at the beginning of her life she had experienced the injustice of the world due to losing her parents at a young age. What a waste of her life!
He wasn't used to having mercy on anyone. The Master would rather take life than give life. An ingrained bad habit that makes him a devil's heart.
"Valen, are you hungry?" asked The Master in a friendly manner, he ran his fingers over Valentina's body from her cheeks down to her neck to the circles of her breasts and played with them. Seeing the woman's reaction, whether to slap him.
Valen chose to remain motionless and let The Master's fingers touch her body, her heart pounding from the intense touch that shook her body.
"Yes, Sir. To be honest I'm really hungry, I don't know when was the last time I ate," Valen answered and soon her stomach growled loudly with hunger.
The Master snorted laughing at the sound of Valen's stomach. Poor woman!
He got out of bed and called the kitchen to order breakfast too early. It's only 1:35 a.m. right now.
The air is still very cold, it looks like he has to lend his night coat to Valen who is only wrapped in a bikini. He walked to his walk in closet and took his red nightgown and walked over to the bed.
Valentina was still lying limp on the bed. "Can you wake up, Beauty?" asked The Master standing on the edge of his bed.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I can't get up yet ...," Valen replied.
Finally The Master sat beside Valen and supported the woman's body with his arms to put the nightgown over Valen's light body. They hugged by accident.
The Master smiled feeling the touch of Valen's hand as she clung to his body. "When you have the energy, we can wrestle in bed," said The Master teasing Valen whose face suddenly turned red.
Valen cursed in her heart hearing The Master's words. Did she seem that desperate to touch the man? However, for her the charm of The Master when she was face to face was very thrilling. She was sure the face behind the golden mask must be very handsome.
Knock knock.
"Enter," cried The Master from the bed.
A three-tiered carriage full of food was pushed into The Master's bedroom and the chef served his homemade menu on the large round dining table in the room.
"It's ready, Master. Enjoy," said the chef then walked out of The Master's bedroom.
The Master carried Valen's light body on his chest to the dining table. Then he laid her on his lap on the chair.
"You're a bother, Miss! Look at the food on the table, what do you want?" said The Master.
"Looks like I need some porridge, Sir," Valen replied when she saw a wide variety of complete menus on the dining table.
The Master reached for the spoon in the bowl of porridge, he poured a portion of the porridge and added some side dishes to the plate of porridge in front of him.
"Open your mouth, Honey," he ordered after blowing on the porridge spoon.
Valen obeyed the man's orders, she opened her mouth to eat. The taste of the porridge was very delicious or she who was very hungry or maybe both.
"Nice?"
"Yes. Thank you, Sir."
"Eat a lot. You have to recover quickly to serve me. I paid a lot of money to get you, you know?" said The Master with his sexy bass voice while feeding Valen's mouth with nutritious porridge.
Valen smiled looking into The Master's eyes from behind his golden mask. The man's sturdy arms supported Valen's body, which was still limp in his lap.
"Very well, Sir. You are very kind," Valen replied sincerely.
A smile that was rarely present on The Master's face graced his face. This very unique weak woman brought a different sensation to him. Maybe he'll let Valen live a little longer until he gets bored.