Love in Slavery

DANIKA'S POV

She immediately ran out of the room before I could even object, why is she caring so unnecessarily about me, after all like her brother said I'm just a slave.
I stared at my hands and saw a bandage wrapped over it, but it felt like it was still bleeding again.

DESMOND'S POV

I wondered if Danika had woken up, she seemed really hurt.
I entered her room and took a look at her.
She was staring at her hands, her face was still pale but her silky hair still shone, her eyes carried something deep I hadn't seen before, sadness.
She immediately looked up, and the look went away replaced with a fierce look, that look immediately got me pissed.
"What are you doing here?" She asked

"Why can't I be here, my slave is sick, of course I have to know if she's healthy enough to come back and serve me" I replied
She gave a smile, but that smile didn't seem to reach her eyes, the eyes still carried that cold look that I hated.
"I'll be in to serve you soon, just give me a few hours to freshen up" I suddenly heard her say.
For some reason I hated this submissive side of her, it was not fun at all....
She shoved past me and went out into the halls.

I stayed in her room looking very worried, then I moved out, the next thing, I saw my brother holding her hands and properly bandaging it, and the way she looked at him, was calm, gentle and even loving, after he bandaged her, I heard a very gentle voice.
"Thank you"
The hell! She's never used that voice with me.

My brother looked at her with his stupid eyes, I quickly ran to her.
"Danika!! Is this the freshen you talked about, flirting with my brother, do you feel it's every prince you want to get to your bed and....."
Smack!!!!
That sound caught the attention of everything in the hall.
"Danika slapped prince Desmond" I heard a voice say but I couldn't register it because my head was snapped backward and my ears where ringing with a tingling sensation and I felt my cheeks burning up. I could feel her soaked palms

"Prince Desmond!! Not everyone is as despicable as you!"

Derrick's POV

I was so shocked, no girl, no slave has ever raised their hands on my brother, but why did Desmond say such things, it just sounded pathetic.
After talking, she was about walking away but looked like she was going to collapse, I was about to hold her when she was suddenly lifted into the air, I looked up and stared at the man who carried her.

Wasn't Desmond angry at all, she slapped her and he still carried her, this girl must be special.
She struggled against him, but he literally spanked her in public and said "Stay still!"

"Now listen to me Derrick, I don't want to see those eyes you used to look at her, should I remind you that she's MINE, So fuck the hell off!!!"
He said
"What do you mean Desmond, you don't even care about her!!" I responded

"You're making it seems like you give a damn about your own slaves, I don't think so" He said and Left with slow strides of confidence, Danika slightly struggling on his back.
But he's right when I think of it, if I was in Desmond's shoes, I would have executed her but for some reason, I think I'm starting to like this girl.

Desmond's POV

I don't know why I didn't punish her, I mean she literally slapped me but Derrick still shamelessly wanted to go for her.

When I took her to my room, I placed her on the bed, she twitched with a little, hint of disgust, is that how much she didn't like me?.

I took her hand, when she tried to struggle, I gave her a fierce glare, she turned her face away.
I properly treated all her injuries, being in the army I knew how to treat people.
After dressing all her wounds she seemed to be feeling sleepy.

Her lips where slightly parted and she seemed to be panting, all of a Sudden, I felt hot all over, she suddenly looked at me and that fierce glare was back again, I lost control and put my hand across the bed, pinning her face down.

I could smell her scent, she scented like rose flowers.
"Why Danika do you give me that look in your eyes, It's not the way you looked at Desmond" I asked her eyes still stared at me, I was struggling to overcome the rising heat in me

"I'm pretty sure you guys don't have the same name, so I'll look at you different...."

She didn't finished talking when I slammed my lips on her violently.....