MONALISA

I was seated on a couch in the living room, playing with my fingers and doing nothing else. I was dressed in just a shirt that belonged to Lucius and I could breathe in his scent. He smelled so good.

Lucius had cleaned my legs himself and put a band aid where I got bruised.

"Lisa" he called me by my name and I raised my head up to see him walking over to me with a maid following behind him.

"Like to have another glass of water? Or a cup of coffee or tea would ...