Free Saved By Him (The Monster Series Book 2) by Michelle Horst

deeper if I want any real answers. I link my fingers with hers and ask, “Do you know how old you are now?”
    She smiles and nods. “I’m twenty four, Master.”
    “Adam,” my name pops out. “Focus on calling me Adam.”
    She ducks her head and I really don’t want her to feel like I’m reprimanding her. I take hold of her chin and nudge her face up until I can see her eyes.
    “I love seeing your eyes, Sophia. Don’t hide them.”
    She looks up at me, her movements tentative and almost shy. How’s it possible that someone who has been a sex slave for so long can still have so much innocence?
    “What’s your last name?”
    The innocent look disappears and makes way for a confused one. “I don’t understand,” she whispers.
    I point to myself. “I’m Adam Stone. Stone is my last name.”
    She shakes her head lightly. “I’m only Sophia.”
    My heart shatters right there. They’ve taken everything from her! They’ve stripped her bare.
    I need to do something to keep the anger under control. I get up and pull her up alongside me. “Let’s go clean your wounds. Do you want to shower today? Do you think you can manage that?”
    “Yes, Mast-” she bites her bottom lip and then whispers, “Please, Adam.”
    Just like that my anger vanishes. I press a kiss to her forehead and let my mouth linger against her skin. “You’re gonna be just fine, Sweetheart.”

 
    Sophia~
    We’ve been here four days. I’m starting to feel much better. Miss Ella feeds me a lot and she lets me sleep by her. She makes me feel safe, especially when she caresses my hair.
    I love the way she smells. She smells like flowers.
    I finish with my shower and put on a yellow dress. I like the dresses. They’re soft and they swish around my legs. They make me feel pretty.
    I’m tired of staying in bed. I need to work to earn my keep. Miss Ella said so the other day. I make my way down the stairs and at the bottom I peek left then right.
    A girl comes from the right side but she stops when she sees me. I don’t know if I’m allowed down here. I take a step back up the stairs. I should go back before I get in trouble.
    “No, wait,” the girls says quickly. She’s pretty with her dark hair and soft grey eyes. “It’s okay, you’re allowed anywhere. There are no rules about where you can go.”
    How did she know?
    She looks down at her feet and it makes me drop my eyes. “I’ve only been here a year. I still feel it most of the time, the impulse to submit. It takes some time getting used to the idea of not being a sex slave anymore.” She starts to walk and goes right by me.
    “Uhm …” she stops and glances at me from over her shoulder, “where’s the kitchen?” I ask.
    She waves for me to follow. “This way.”
    I stay close to her. I don’t want to get lost. We walk down a short passage and then it opens up into a huge kitchen.
    I stop and stare. There are pretty little things everywhere. “Sophia!” Miss Ella claps her hands, a huge smile on her face. “Come in, sweet girl. Come sit. I’ll fix you some coffee.”
    I listen and take a seat in the chair nearest to me. I can’t stop my eyes from hopping all over the place. It’s so pretty in here!
    Miss Ella places a mug on the table. I smile at her and take a sip, my eyes still flitting all over the place.
    “I’ve been collecting them for years.” She points to the biggest one. “That ole’ rooster has been with me for over thirty years. It stopped working long ago, but I can’t get it over my heart to throw it away.” She points to a whole lot of different ones. “I collect just about every farm animal there is.”
    I watch as Miss Ella picks some up. “I love these most.” She places the tiny things down in front of me. “A pig, a cow and a sheep.” She points them all out.
    I point to the cow. “That one looks funny.”
    “He sure does,” Miss Ella says, smiling at me.
    “Morning,” Master Adam says from the door that leads outside.
    He