Miranda's eyes opened groggily. Her mind still hazy and lazy with sleep.
A gasp escaped her lips as the events of last night began replaying in her head. She quickly sat up on the couch she had been sleeping on.
Her gaze quickly scanned the room with urgency, the room was empty much to her relief. It seems like Desmond had already left to wherever he usually went.
Miranda couldn't believe what had happened last night. Her mind began racing with dread and panic.
" What the hell have I done?" She moaning clutching her head with her hands in mortification. She couldn't believe she had begged Desmond to touch her, she hated herself for becoming aroused and making a complete fool of herself, she hated herself for enjoying how Desmond's fingers felt inside her.
She couldn't believe she had enjoyed watching Desmond and Artemis fuck those women. She had let Desmond and Artemis who were as good as strangers watch and touch her most intimate part. She had bared herself before them like a cheap harlot and the fact that she enjoyed those things made her face burn in mortification.
Tears of anger rolled down her cheeks continuously. She had failed herself, she didn't want to know what her mother would think of her actions.
" Oh Lord please have mercy upon me for my lustful thoughts and actions" she prayed clutching her palms together. Her lips quivered as tears rolled down her cheeks.
She didn't know how she was going to face Desmond or even Artemis after what she had done last night, she didn't even want to see Desmond right now because this only happened because of him and his twisted mind.
Miranda gritted her teeth in anger, she was glad Desmond wasn't in the room right now. she would have given him a piece of her mind. she didn't care if he ended up killing her or draining her blood.
She looked at herself and saw that she was still wearing that stupid skimpy dress and angrily yanked it off her body, without caring if it ended up being damaged.
She used the gown to angrily wipe the tears and snot streaming down her face and threw it angrily on the floor.
She put on the plain white dress she had been wearing since she brought here. Thankfully she had folded it and placed it on her sleeping couch last night.
"Curse that deranged vampire" Miranda screamed like a crazy woman. She was at her limit, she hated how helpless she was right now, she hated that she couldn't do anything to help herself out of this situation.
Miranda wept bitterly for a few hours but stopped as an headache began to form. She winced in pain, clutching her head with both hands. Just then her stomach growled loudly in hunger.
Miranda wondered why the maids hasn't brought food to the room by this time. It was already noon yet there was no sign of the maids who usually brought her food and tidied the room.
It was only after another good hour passed did she finally hear a knock on the door.
She rushed to open it and found two maids standing in front of the door. One with a tray of food in her hand and the other with a broom and other cleaning equipment.
The vampire maids scrowled at Miranda immediately she opened the door.
" Why did it take you so long to open the damn door? Did you suddenly become a turtle overnight?" The maid with blonde her mocked pushing pass Miranda and entering the room. Her red eyes looking down at Miranda like she was dirt beneath her feet.
The vampiress with brown her entered the room too with a snort leaving a startled Miranda at the door.
Miranda shut the door loudly startling the two vampiress.
"Have you finally gone insane? Why the hell did you shut the door so hard you dirty rat?" The black haired maid shouted, her small red eyes glared sharply at Miranda.
Miranda glared back at her, she wouldn't let them bully her today like they always did in Desmond's absent. She was too angry and irritated to care if they harmed her for speaking back.
" You're late! You were given clear instructions to bring me a three square meal everyday, why are you just coming?" Miranda questioned them.
The maids looked her each other in surprise, they couldn't believe the slave girl was talking back at them. But that surprised soon turned to full blown anger, how dare this lowly sewer rat talk back at them?.
" What did you just fucking say?" The blond maid dropped the tray on the table and faced Miranda with folded arms, her red eyes blazed with fury.
" Did your hearing suddenly get impaired? I never knew vampires could become deaf too" Miranda smirked when he saw the murderous look on the vampiress face.
Miranda was no softie, back in her village she usually got into fights and quarrels with the village girls who had made fun of her silver. She was a frequent visitor to the magistrate office because of her often she got into fights.
Her mother never scolded her for it because she knew Miranda would never attack anyone unprovoked.
" How dare you insult her? You're nothing but a lowly slave. A mere livestock who would only be slaughtered in a few days" the black haired vampiress defended her friend.
" Have you ever seen a livestock wearing a collar made with diamonds and pearls? You're the ones preparing my food and cleaning the room I live in, so who's beneath who" Miranda mocked them with a smug smile on her lips.
The maids eyed the collar on Miranda's neck in envy. They could believe such precious jewels were wasted on a lowly slave girl.
" Don't get ahead of yourself yo-"
" Are you here to do your job or make trouble?" Miranda interrupted. She was already growing tired of this argument.
" You wouldn't want me to tell lord Desmond how you insulted and threatened his precious slave would you?" Miranda said with a straight face.
" I never threatened yo-"
" Then get to work and be on your merry way" Miranda interrupted the maid again, making her burn with fury.
The maids decided to hastily do the work they came here to do despite having the urge to snap Miranda's neck. They only held back because they knew lord Desmond would have their neck of something happened to his slave.
They tidied up the room and put away the white gown Miranda had thrown on the ground earlier, while Miranda ate In silence.
When Miranda was done they packed up the used plates and left the room without saying a word much to Miranda's relief.