Chapter Twenty-Two

"If that's what you would have me do."

"Indeed it is. Molly?"

She appeared beside me, seeming to materialise out of thin air.

"Show my niece to her room where she can shower and rest, then pop out and find her a dress for tonight. Red I think. You know what I like," He said, swivelling back to his desk.

I shuddered. We all knew what kind of dresses he liked. The type that didn't leave much to the imagination, ones that made the word whore explode into even the cleanest of minds.

Molly bobbed her head and led me out. She took me past the marble topped kitchen where two chefs were already at work and down a side hallway to my new room, the one directly opposite my Uncle's.

"There's a bathroom with a shower and toilet back there," she said, pointing to a door in the far corner, "and you'll find towels in the walk in 'robe."

I forced a smile. It's not that I didn't appreciate her telling me the obvious, I just wanted her gone. I was past the point o