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From Servant to Savior

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 963    |    Released on: 22/08/2025

r, they came

e from my bed, dragging me out of my room without a word. My knee

ll in my thin pajamas. The guard pulled me across the w

ing me?" I asked,

r. He just tigh

ling of antiseptic. He forced me into a room

leather a shock against my skin. They strapped

dow with his back to me. Ainsley was

aid by the Steeles and whose loyalty was bo

struggling against the restrain

d of sympathy. "She needs a transfusion. Your plasma is the

ast week," I protested. "It

he protocols. I was only supposed to donate small, regular amounts to

hard mask. He looked at me as if I were a piece o

rian said, his voice

eard for years. "That Kira girl, she's got a strong life force. The mas

exploited. A well tha

IV stand. A white label was stuck to it. In nea

t I gave to keep Dorian alive, was being diverted to his fiancée. For a fabricated

into my arm. A s

t my life being siphoned away. I stared at Dori

red his name, a la

might stop it. He reached out and touched my chee

aid, his voice low. "Ainsley ne

impor

t. I couldn't stop it. It was a raw, brok

y voice shaking with a terrible, newfound stre

ened. "Don't

began to spin. The doctor muttered som

ed, his voice sharp. "I need her t

health. He just needed t

f the IV stand. My face was pale, my lips tu

r him. The pain, the weakness, the days spent recovering. I

ould always protect

tching me be drained for a woman

y vision was tunneling, black sp

nervously. "Any more a

ley?" Dorian asked, hi

s more th

to leave, Ainsley already clinging

adrenaline, a fina

s a croak, but it sto

d. His back was a br

words tearing from my throat. "After this, I do

y perceptible tighte

walked out the door, pu

d me was his silhouette disappearing down the ha

d. He hadn't just broken it. He had stood by and watched a

ove him anymo

nothing le

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From Servant to Savior
From Servant to Savior
“The alarm shrieked through the silent mansion, a sound I knew better than my own heartbeat. For fifteen years, I had been Dorian Steele' s living, breathing medicine, my blood the only cure for his fatal seizures. But then, his fiancée, Ainsley, arrived. She was flawless, a vision of cold, stunning beauty, and she looked like she belonged here. He shoved me away from him, pulling the silk sheets up to cover my worn pajamas as if I were something dirty. "Kira, clean this mess up. And get out." He dismissed me like a servant, after clinging to me for life just moments before. The next morning, she sat in my chair, wearing his shirt, a love bite visible on her neck. She taunted me, and when I spilled coffee, he didn't even notice, too busy laughing with her. Later, Ainsley accused me of breaking Eleanor' s prized porcelain vase. Dorian, without question, believed her. He forced me to my knees on the broken shards, the pain searing my flesh. "Apologize," he growled, pressing down on my shoulder. I whispered my apology, each word a surrender. Then, they drained my blood for her, for a fabricated illness. "Ainsley needs this," he said, his voice flat. "She's more important." More important than the girl who had given him her life. I was a resource to be exploited, a well that would never run dry. He had promised he would always protect me, but now he was the one holding the sword. I was nothing more than a pet, a creature he kept for his own survival. But I was done. I accepted an offer from the Estes family, a desperate, archaic idea of a "propitious marriage" to their comatose son, Emmett. It was my only escape.”
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