Hot Revenge Box Set 2

James

Breakfast time.

Charlotte is up and about, refusing to stay in bed. And, while she is still tired, I see no reason to insist on bedrest. Right now, she will do far better for being back at home and enjoying ‘family life’.

Nonetheless, I’ve encouraged her to wear a woolly housecoat over the nightie, slippers and bed socks. Hopefully, that will prevent her trying to go outdoors. The fog outside hasn’t cleared yet and I don’t want the damp settling on her chest.

She's too pale. At least, she's always pale, but that's her natural colouring. Right now, there's still that pallid edge to her complexion that I don't care for.

Almost a week of being chained in her own shit.

Living on crap junk food.

Scared half mindless…

Blood loss from the birth...

Hmmm...

Charlotte sits with Cara on her lap, providing her breakfast and Beth sits close by making cooing noises.

She’ll enjoy a good breakfast…

And with that in mind, I’m at the hob with bacon, fried and scrambled eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding and fried bread.

I rummage through the fridge, seeking inspiration. It's barely stocked. We've spent the last few days living on food from the freezer.

and trainers and looking exactly not as though he spent the last week under horrendous stress, he scans over my cooking area. “Can

up a fruit salad. I'd

“Good idea.”

Hubbard’s cupboard in there. I'll pop across to the hotel. Raid their supplies. Anything besides

greens. Spinach. Watercress. Anything like

me five. I'll be

breastfeeding. Oh,

Sally I’ve no guinea pigs in the larder and I’d prefer she

up a chair, comparing notes with Richard of the events of the previous

fragrant steam. I eye the table… Butter, marmalade, strawberry jam, milk, cream, muesli,

you doing, Charlotte? I’m nearly ready

here as well, Master.” She ‘unhooks’ Cara from the breast…

to check they’re giving you something suitable. You need to take them until that chest infection clears, and they’ll

food on the table. “There

scoops scrambled eggs onto Charlotte’s plate, then tomatoes and bacon. “We should be finishing decorating the tree today and

answering smile is broad and bright. “I’d

long nail on the table. “Charlotte, will you show me

I will. I’ll just need some glossy magazines, something with lots of

Michael. “I’ll see what’s out of date in Reception…” He trails

turn, following his

stands there, hand-in-hand with Klempner. Both are freshly showered and very

Mitch sucks at her lips. “May we join

stand. “Of course you may. Charlotte, where are your manners? Budge

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