An Original Story by Shodimu Sophia.
Pen name: Dream_writer11
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Alexander's Maid
Book Prologue

A few years ago...

She stayed quietly, the rough edges of the rusted metal brushing against her bare skin. Her arms and thighs were bruised and open cuts embedded on the skin of her wrists where the chains were wrapped firmly. The sides of her lips were just as bruised from the thick cloth running from her mouth and secured tightly behind her head. Her eyes bulged and streaks of tears ran down the sides of her face. They remained red from her silent cries and her eyelids met repeatedly as she blinked away the tears blocking her vision. She could see the man across the room and the constant sounds of his fingers against the keyboard rang through her ears.

Alex glanced at her every once in a while, his eyes battering behind the thick-rimmed glasses. His thin physique sat on the metal chair with the monitors in front of him reflecting just enough to brighten the whole room. He brushed away with his fingers strands of his black hair and the frequency made her realize just how much he too was scared. It was one of Alex's experiments, yes, but this exceeded white mice and stray cats and even more, it was the woman he loved.

As he glanced at her every once in a while, a feeling of regret tore through his heart but it was a little too late to go back on his plans. If all worked well for the scientist, this might just be the best result yet. However, her life was the price if it failed.

"I won't hurt you, Dee, I promise. All of this is for you to be better, I want the best for you and I want you to always know that, okay?" A soft whimper was her response and Alex knew she didn't understand what he said, neither did she believe him as the young woman knew only little of what was coming to her. He looked back at her, yet again, while he thought of the best words to use. He knew she would never believe a stranger like himself, at least not one that took her against her will and chained her down feet beneath the ground.

He glanced at the object in his hands and a deep sigh escaped his lips. He was hesitant but he had gone too far and it had to be done. Swiftly, he moved closer, just enough for him to reach over to her.

In fear, she moved further from him and closer to the rough surface of the wall. The pricking drops of water touched her skin and that was the most she could do with any more movement restricted by the chains holding her in place. Her eyes went wide with fear when he brought the object closer to her. The cap had been removed and the sharp needle beneath it was revealed. It was then that Deborah let out muffled screams. Her voice, however, never exceeded the four corners of the room and even if it did, she was miles beneath the surface, where no one could save her.

"I'm sorry" Alex whispered and pierced the needle down the skin of her neck.