SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

Seeing Her Hurt

by him and help him out whenever he needed it.

Bryce woke up in the middle of the night to find Hera sleeping next to him in a seated position. At first he wondered who on earth asked her to babysit him for the night. He had done a whole lot of awful things that didn't sit well with her but she still always managed to stay She was just too kind and too innocent for his liking. The fact that she always turned a blind eye to his mistake is another thing that baffled him. Not once had she complained or lashed out on him.

He felt at loss for words. He doesn't deserve this woman or her kindness and that's a fact. She was too good, even for him.

His hands traced the her forehead and and his lips broke out into a smile.

Forcing himself up from the bed, his eyes caught her ruffled dress and the memories of what had happened that night flooded through his head.

Oh no!

He had touched her. He had touched her inappropriately. His head seared and his emotions cut through him like lashing fire. He wasn't supposed to touch her. Damn! He knew just how much he wanted her but then she was off limits, even to him. How on earth did he get drunk to the point of trying to rip her clothes off?

Silence. Ultimate Silence met his question.

Pulling a few feet away from her. He watched her sleep In the silence.

He was just as bad as his father. He tried to take advantage of a helpless and innocent woman but then again, should he blame himself? His father made him who he was. He was just another reincarnated monster like him.

His jaw ticked and his hands clenched and unclenched beside him.

Angry, he pulled out the sheets and rolled out of bed quietly so that he doesn't stir her awake.

He made his way into the bathroom to relieve himself. When he was done, he splashed a handful of water on his face. His wounds stung causing him to hiss in pain.

but he knew that the pain isn't as

for her. He had to

if he does something

strangers

had to give up on him as well. Wiping his face clean with a dry towel, he placed it neatly on the rack and made his way outside the bedroom only to find her already awake and in

how to feel or react

"It's already late

anything. Her eyes were fixed on his

you feeling

He nodded once "Better."

up to him. She took his hands and studied it carefully. "You've opened up your wound Bryce. I'll have to apply something on it of

help and I don't want you doing anything for

angry with me?" Her tiny voice had gone a little higher "You were the one who came back drunk and completely wounded Bryce. I made sure to

opened his mouth to answer but words weren't coming out. He was tongue tied. Nothing had ever prepared him to face an angry

afraid and sleep by your

lips quivered "But I didn't leave because you're my friend and I care about you a lot. That's what friends do. They look out for each other and they always stand by each other no matter what." "Hera-" He

to reach out. You're always hiding something that you don't want to share with me." He accused him and his face tightened. "I can tell just

always

you would come around but instead you just run away. And when I

me

how

never complained and I never blamed you for anything

you the slightest idea about

I was