Slave to the Empire (Historical Erotic Romance Novella Book 1) by Lilly Fey

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Slave To The Empire
     
    By: Lilly Fey
     
     
     
     
     
    Copyright © 2013 by Lilly Fey
     
     
    This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
     
    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned or distributed in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotation embodied in critical articles and reviews.
     
    Please note all persons portrayed are 18 years of age or older.

    Lucilla woke up in complete darkness.  She heard shouts and cries in the distance, but she couldn’t quite identify where they were coming from or what they were saying. Completely disoriented, she tried lifting herself up. 
    That’s when she realized that she had shackles on her wrists.
    A wave of panic immediately swept through her body, which sobered her up very quickly.  Lucilla looked around in the darkness, trying to force herself to remember what happened to her or even find a clue as to where she was.
    The last thing she remembered was working at her stand in the market a t the city square.  She was tending to her candlestick stand as she normally did on market day.  She didn’t remember seeing anyone or hearing anything that would justify being shackled to the floor in a dark room.
    At this thought, Lucilla ’s heart started to quicken as she began to panic again.  Where was she? Why would anyone do this to her? What did they want from her? Thoughts were rushing through her mind, scary and disturbing thoughts, which was only making things worse.
    She knew of a better way to get to the bottom of this.
    She could scream.
    “Hello !” she yelled. 
    “Can anyone hear me? Please! Hello? Help me! Please!”
    She stopped yelling for a second to hear a re sponse, but heard nothing.
    “Please! Can anyone hear me! Why am I here?”
    Still no response. Genuine fear started to build at the pit of her stomach.  Either no one could hear her or no one cared and chose to ignore her screams, which seemed far worse. Lucilla tried to calm herself back down so that she could properly deal with the situation.
    Temporarily giving up on screaming, she decided to try to lift herself off the ground and see exactly where she was being held.  She found that the chains on her wrists allowed her enough room to sit up, but not quite enough room to stand, so she crawled around the floor trying to feel her way through the darkness.
    After crawling for a few minutes, the only thing that Lucilla could conclude was that she was in an empty windowless cell and she had no clue how she got there. 
    She crawled to a corner of the cell and curled into a ball, hoping that she could somehow bury herself into the corner.  A part of her was hoping that no one would be able to see her once they actually decided to come and get her.
     
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    It felt like hours went by before she heard voices outside the door. She heard the rattling of keys hitting the keyhole and she instantly felt a wave nausea and fear shoot through her body. Lucilla didn’t know who or what to expect and she just spent several hours thinking of the worst scenarios possible.
    The door slammed open and Lucilla stayed in her corner, not moving or making a sound.  The light shining through blinded her sensitive eyes, so any hope of seeing who was in the room with her was gone.  She decided to just close her eyes and hope this nightmare wouldn’t get worse.  And just as quickly as the door opened, she heard the door slam loudly. 
    She opened her eyes hesitantly to let herself adjust to the darkness once more.  Unsure of what just happened, she crawled out from her corner and crept closer to the door.  Her hand landed in something soft and gooey and