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.

looking exactly not as though he spent the last week

make up a fruit salad. I'd like to get

“Good idea.”

cupboard in there. I'll pop across to the hotel. Raid

greens. Spinach. Watercress. Anything like

I'll be right

Sally tells me she shouldn't have citrus fruits while she’s breastfeeding. Oh, and this…” He brandishes a jar. “Some kind of chutney. Apparently, it’s

larder

rolls eyes at me then pulls up a chair, comparing notes with Richard of the events

the table…

doing, Charlotte? I’m nearly ready

here as well, Master.” She ‘unhooks’ Cara from the breast… “Are you sure this

suitable. You need to take them until that chest infection

set the cooked food on the

up chairs. Michael scoops scrambled eggs onto Charlotte’s plate, then tomatoes and bacon. “We should be finishing

smile is broad and bright.

on the table. “Charlotte, will you show me how you make those little paper

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

hotel,” says Michael. “I’ll see what’s out

following his

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

shifts from one foot to the other. Mitch sucks at her lips. “May we

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

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