My Bloody Revenge novel Chapter 11

"Come on, let me show you your room."

Jaze gently disentangle from the hug, steps away and once again hold his hand out for her to

take. He can’t help but smile at her mouse like ways and he very much enjoy seeing her debate

with herself. He stands there patiently waiting for Lyra to decide. While he waits, he allows his

thoughts to drift freely and he ends up at the moment where she offered to suck him off as a

form of gratitude which didn't sit well with him. The problem was never her appearance. Lyra is

beyond beautiful, with or without scars. To Jaze the whole act reminded him of a domesticated

and well-trained pet. Not a human or a person. One or several individuals put a lot of time and

effort in breaking her to the point where she's nothing but a docile doll. The fact that she shows

frustration when denied causes loud alarms to go off. Not only that but she also asked how she

would earn food. That question still baffles him. Feeling a warm, small, hand in his much larger

all thoughts are scattered and he is brought back to the present. Squeezing her hand gently he

leads them back the way they came from.

"This part of the house was once home to servants and slaves but I have been renovating and

modernized everything. That's why there are no windows. I chose this for more privacy but I'll

show you the rest another day."

Going up the stairs Jaze sneaks a glance at Lyra, who is too occupied by the surrounding to

notice. He smiles when the winter paintings steal all her attention again. Watching her up close

he notices how childlike and innocent her behavior is but not in a weird or annoying way. There

is a lot of hidden strength within that small body and not to forget courage. Takes a lot to walk

right into a storm just to get away. Only a desperate but also strong person would choose that

option.

"Thought we could begin our tour here." Opening the door, he shows her his bedroom in case

she should need him then the bathroom and then he stops by the third door. “Open it."

His smile gets wider when watching her tentatively reach out and turn the doorknob slowly as if

something might attack any given moment. When the door is wide open it reveals a rather

large bedroom with light green walls that reminds of summer. Light wooden floor instead of the

usual dark. Massive four poster bed made out of oak filled with soft pillows and silk sheets.

Large white fluffy rug on the floor. All furniture such as bedside tables, dresser, closet and

bookshelf is same type of wood as the bed and has lovely carved flower ornaments for

decoration. The color scheme throughout the entire room are different shades of green with

white and gold details here and there. Despite not having any widows it feels homey, bright and

welcoming.

"This room is yours now. I thought it would suit you perfectly."

Jaze hears her little gasp. He watches as she walks into the room, eyes wandering from floor to