Embrace Of The Lucifer novel Chapter 55

96 hours and 50 minutes have passed. August was locked up in that same bedroom of her captor's. Her eyes were sealed at a certain surface of the white ceiling. Her eyes were dull, they looked as if they belonged to a dead person. Dull and lifeless. It didn't shed any more tears, they were dried and her tears were now parched on her cheeks. She wasn't wearing the same clothes anymore, instead, she was in a white knee-high simple dress and matching undergarments. Her arms were sore, she pulled on the ropes that were fastened to her wrists and almost screamed in pain. She had been in that position for two days straight, her wrists were on fire, her arms went numb from the pain. She tried to scream but it was interrupted by the thick material that was placed on her mouth. The cloth muffled her agonizing screams and painful whimpers. The bedroom wasn't soundproof, so the maids and the guards could hear her screams but Lucifer warned them to not untie her or let her out of the bedroom.

She wasn't entirely alone there, one of the maids would always come and check on her, they would give her food and escort her to the bathroom if she needed to go. But they never untied her, she tried to leave the room thrice but never succeeded. The maids eventually felt pity for her but they didn't dare to help her escape.

She tried to move her legs but at that time her legs were also tied, she couldn't see what it was tied to but she would feel a sharp pain every time she tugged on the ropes. She had been trying to get free from the ropes for two days straight and that was the third day she was lying on the bed, and too tired to even move a muscle. Her eyes closed as she began to recall the day, the moment, and the inducement of her contemporary condition.

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It was seven o'clock at night, Lucifer was never in his bedroom at that time and August tried to go out of the room but it was locked from the other side. She grabbed the blanket in frustration and threw it on the floor, her anxiety was taking over her normal state. She had planned out everything she wanted to do and now she could only hope her plan would work out.

After thirty minutes, a maid entered the room with a trolley with lots of different types of food on it. She locked the door behind her and put the key in her white apron pocket. She carefully eyed her actions.

'If I could just take the key from her somehow...'

She thought. She still had to plan something out before the maid left the room. Her teeth nibbled on her bottom lip; her eyes looked up to the maid. The maid was putting the food on the plate carefully and served her with a gentle smile. August tried to pass her a smile. But all she could think about was the key and the unlocked door, she thought she might succeed if she just tried once.

The maid placed a big piece of bread on a plate with a ton of vegetables on it, she served it along with a small bowl of soup. She was starving, but she could not think about the food at that time, she had to run. She refused to eat and told the maid that she wasn't hungry but the maid insisted that she ate a little. August was afraid that if the maid left, she'd lose her chance to escape. She grabbed the bowl of soup and loosened her grip on her when she was taking it close to her. The bowl dropped on the maid, staining her white apron.

"Oh no!" August said. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that." She went to help the girl by smudging a wet napkin on her apron.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I will take care of it." The maid smiled and took off her apron. August felt bad for her but at the same time, she felt rage. Rage for her 'master'. He was the reason she had to cause trouble to someone so that she could escape the devil. Her throat was getting dry, she had never thought to hurt anyone emotionally let alone physically, and here she was dropping a hot bowl of soup on a poor girl who wasn't even responsible for her bad condition.

"Can you please give me some water?" She asked her. The maid gently smiled and turned away from her to get her some water. She took that as a chance to slip her hand inside the apron that she had placed over the trolley and took out the keys. She hid it inside the bedsheets. When the maid handed her the glass of water, she took it and finished it in a few gulps. She was nervous.

After a few minutes, August dismissed the maid. She ate a little and hoped that the maid would leave the room. She also hoped the maid wouldn't look for her keys, but she wasn't that fortunate.

The maid went to lock the door and she realized the key was gone from her apron, she frowned and looked for it everywhere. August chewed on her bottom lip to stop it from shivering.

'What do I do now?' She thought to herself.

Before the maid could take any action, August pushed her aside and her body hit the wall making her scream. She felt terrible for what she did but it didn't stop her from running. She kept running till she was out of the house. She was thankful that the house was big enough to muffle the low scream that came out of the maid's mouth.

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August.