Wings of Cassie Part 7
Ville opened his emerald, green eyes, stretching in his bed. He glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 10.
"Time to get up.." he muttered. "Wonder where Cassie is."
Ville climbed out of bed and walked towards Cassie's room. On the bed, under the covers, was Cassie sleeping. He smiled at her sleeping form. When he sat on the bed next to her, her eyes snapped open and she looked up at him.
"Morning sweetheart." He said. She sat up and smiled hapy to see he was in a good mood instead of the sadistic one she'd been seeing.
"Good morning."She said, rubbing her eyes.
"Good morning what?" Ville quizzed.
"Cassie restrained herself from rollingher eyes. So much for not sadistic... She thought.
"Good morning Master." She said, putting on a fake smile.
Ville smiled approvingly. "That's better. How are the bruises?" He asked.
She shrugged. "I'll live. Why do you care? You caused them."
He sighed gravely. "Cause I still care about you. Even though I had to punish you, I know that you've felt that pain before..haven't you?"
Cassie's peirced eyebrows raised. "From a sadistic finnish man?"
Ville laughed out loud and stroked her hair. "You know what I mean..I've seen those type of scars before." He said, running his fingers over her bare arms. "What haven't you told me?"
She opened her mouth to speak but images came flying into her head of all the pain she'd endorsed over the years but hid to everyone, only to vibe in music to run away from it all. "Can we please not talk about this now..?" She begged looking down.
"Fine, but if you want to keep living here with me, you'[ll have to tell me sometime. Deal?" He asked, looking her right in the eyes.
"Deal.."
"Good! Now come on love, time for breakfast." Ville said, locking the leash back onto her collar and pulling her forward gently. She sighed and stood up, following him down stairs. She didn't care what he had in store for her, she was just happy they weren't talking about her past anymore.
"Can you cook?" He asked.
"A little.. depends on what you want and what you have." Cassie said.
Vile sat at the table and smiles. "Pancakes."
She shrugged. "Yes, sir."
After a few minutes of mixing and tasting, pancakes were cooking on a griddle. Cassie wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead and placed the full plate infront of Ville.
He stuck a peice in his mouth and chewed slowly. "Hmm..not bad." Ville looked up at her. "You can sit darling."
Cassie glanced around at the small table and moved to sit in the opposite chair but felt a harsh tug on he neck. Ville smiled with the leash in the hand that wasn't holding the fork.
I didn't say you could sit in a chair. All I said was, you can sit." He smirked at the confusion taht crossed her features.
"Then where do I.."
"At my feet." he said, yanking again.
Cassie growled but got down on her kenes and sat at his feet. "Happy master?"
"Keep up taht attitude and you won't get any of this." He said, waving a forkful of pancake in her face.
"Sorry sir.." She apologized and gave him her biggest, best pupy dog face.
"Say please.." he said.
"Please Father..." she begged.
Ville smiled and placed the fork in her mouth.
When breakfast was over, Cassie washed the dishes. Ville sat at the table staring at her. He pretended tob e working on his laptop. sending emails, working on lyrics, and stuff like that. Every once in awhile he'd glance up. He stared at her gorgeous curves and long hair. Whenshe leaned forward to turn on the water, her dress rose up just enough to reveal more.
Cassie felt his eys on her,. She turned around slightly. "Need something Master?"
What will he want? Find out later XP