C10 His Slave In Bed

THE NEXT morning when Cuhen entered the home, she was astonished to see his bloodied fist. His hair was untidy, his clothing were damp, and it was clear that he had been up all night. She’s looking at him with worry. On the stairs, he went to pass her, but her hand shot out and grabbed his right.

She was afraid of the man, but she couldn't help but wonder