In the gloomy and dark room, Scarlett's eyes fluttered as she woke from her sleep. Her body ached everywhere. For a moment, she was swallowed with confusion. Where was she? The girl thought to herself.
However, as memories of her running out in the garden, and returning back to the manor came crashing down on her, she remembered. Per the master's orders, she is now under punishment until the next full moon. So, this was the master's punishment? To lock her up in a dark room until the next full moon. Is he going to starve her to death? Torture her?
The negative thoughts came pouring into her mind. Fear quickly spread throughout her body, causing the girl to panic slightly. Wait. That could not be right though. This was the master's bedroom was it not? She remembered he had brought her to his room to watch him sleep. He even tended to her wound. So, he could not be torturing her right? Or was he only playing nice before so she would let her guard down?
At that moment, a black figure swiftly walked in front of her. The curtains were pushed open letting small streaks of light shine into the room, completely waking her from her sleep and chaotic thoughts.
"I see you are awake now. Enjoy your sleep?" Demetri asked, turning back to look at the girl with a smile plastered across his face. Seeing the girl in his bed all disheveled from a peaceful nap, caused the man to feel proud.
"It is nighttime already?" Scarlett questioned as she looked out the window to see that the moon was out. Had she really slept for that long? It was lunch time when the Master brought her up to his room.
"Dinner time, to be exact. You must be famished; you didn't have breakfast or lunch." Demetri replied as he walked toward her.
"What is that?" Scarlett questioned, pointing to the item he was holding in his hand.
"Yours." He said, bending down on one knee to slip the pair of slippers in his hand onto Scarlett's foot. The slippers were fluffy and soft on her foot. Demetri then stood up to offer her his hand. "I am hungry. Let's go."
In the dining room, the table had already been set. The table was filled with various dishes. Vegetables, steak, soups, and salads were served on large glass plates. This was the type of meal that Scarlett had never had the privilege to enjoy.
When she first woke up in Blue Moon Village, the only meals she had were soups. On the good days where she was able to catch fish, she would then get to enjoy fish soup. When she was living in the mountain cave, she searched for wild berries and edible roots. However, steaks and salads were never a delicacy she could enjoy.
Seeing all the food that was there, the girl grew curious. Could one person really eat all this food? It would be wasteful if he didn't.
"Enough starring don't you think? You should be serving me, pretty." Demetri said with a small smirk.
The man's words interrupted Scarlett's thoughts. Following his command, she walked forward toward the table. "What would you like to have, Master?" She said, looking at the many assortments of food, not knowing which dish to serve him first.
"Take a seat." Demetri responded, tilting his head towards the seat beside him with raised brows, he signaled for her to sit down.
Hesitatingly, Scarlett pulled the chair and took the seat next to him as he requested. "What shall I serve you first Master?" The girl asked again, unsure of how she should serve him food.
"Cut my steak for me."
Looking at the raw piece of meat on his plate, the girl was shocked. This steak was uncooked, how could this man eat this? Confused, the girl questioned, "Is it true? Are you really a—"
"Demon?" Demetri completed her question with a cold undertone.
"Umm." Scarlett confirmed with a soft hum and a small nod. The girl had never met a night or underworld creature with her own eyes.
During her time in Blue Moon Village, she had heard the villagers talk about various creatures but she had never heard about the kind of powers they possessed. Were his powers what allowed him to communicate with me while I was in the garden? The more she thought about the incidents in the past couple days, the more she was sure this man was not an ordinary person.
"And what if I am? Are you confessing to what you truly should have been punished for?" Demetri questioned with a light smirk. He did not think the girl would be so quick to admit that she had eavesdropped on his and Marion's conversation. However, the confession came so naturally.
"I—I didn't mean to." Scarlett responded in a soft whisper, as fear slowly crept through her mind. Was the man really going to kill her this time? Scarlett thought to herself.
"So you are admitting that you lied?" Demetri questioned with raised brows. The man smiled with amusement at the girl's panicked state.
"Are you going to punish me?" Scarlett stuttered as her voice went up a few octaves. This was it; this was how she was going to die.
"That was not what I had in mind, but now that you have suggested, I think that would be a good idea." Demetri said with a cunning smirk on his face, causing the girl's eye to widen and her body to shiver in fear.
"I didn't—" As soon as the girl spoke, Demetri wrapped his big hands around her small ones. In the blink of an eye, her surroundings had shifted, and the two were back in his bedroom. Staring at the man, the girl let out a small gasp of shock. What happened?
"Does that answer your question, bunny?" Demetri said with a smirk, returning the girl's intense stare.
The girl's eyes were now wide open with shock. Her mouth opened and closed as she tried to find words to say, but nothing left her lips. Seeing the girl's speechless reactions made him ever more amused.
"Would you like your punishment now, or later?" He said as he continued to tease her.
"Are you planning to kill me, now?" The girl asked, nervously, as water pooled at the bottom of her eyes. Her tears threatening to spill. If only she knew this would be her outcome coming here, she would have stayed in Blue Moon Village.
Demetri nodded with a deep sigh, as if he were making the hardest decision of his life. "Don't worry, you still have a bit of time left. I haven't thought about how I am going to do it yet." Demetri replied with a devilish smile, causing the girl's distress to magnify. "Would you like to have dinner while I think about it?" He continued to say with raised brows.
"D—Do I have to?" Scarlett said, as misery filled her face.
Looking at the girl with amusement, the man feigned another sigh, and nodded in response to her question. "Maybe, I would consider letting you off this time if you are obedient."
"Okay." The girl agreed, letting out a deep breath, her voice barely whispering. Believing the man's words to be true, a small streak of hope crossed her mind,
"Good girl." Demetri said, grasping the girl's hand, where the two were instantly brought back to the dining room.
Looking at the dining table, Scarlett saw that the same dishes were still on the table. However, this time, there was a piece of cooked steak on the table as well. Demetri walked toward the dining table, pulled out one of the chairs, and gestured for her to take a seat. Defeatingly, the girl walked toward the table and sat in the seat he had just pulled out for her. If the man were going to kill her, why couldn't he just do it quickly and get it over with?
"Eat." Demetri said, demandingly.
Scarlett slowly began to cut up the piece of steak, relieved that the steak was actually cooked all the way through. Scarlett then put the first piece of meat that she cut into her mouth. The texture of the steak was tender, and the flavor was delicious. This was the best meal she was going to ever have in her life, but who knew that it was going to be her last. This was such a delicious looking meal. Unfortunately, she could not bring herself to enjoy it.
As she slowly forced herself to swallow the large chunk of meat, she saw that the man had begun to pile her plate up with vegetables, and he had scooped up a big bowl of soup for her. However, the man was not having any food himself. His slab of raw meat that had been put out earlier was now gone. The man looked to be enjoying himself as he continuously offered her plate more food. Was this his plan all along? He is going to fatten me up with a last meal and then eat me himself?