'It was you wasn't it, last night you helped me when I was being attacked.'

'Are you complaining' he said looking at me with his amazing eyes they could hypnotise anyone.

'No I was just wondering why did you help me I'm just a slave'.

'You're right you are just a slave so you have no right to wonder, I might have helped you but this does not mean that you get start questioning me.'

He said while grabbing my harm and pulling off the bed towards a dark oak door in his room.

He opened the door to reveal a room that was twice the size of my box of the field, with a bed, dressing table with mirror and wardrobe, it was the most beautiful thing I had even seen it was all white and clean.

'This will be your room there is a bathroom through the door, you will have to go back to the field to collect your belonging make sure you bring all of them you will be not be able to go back.'

'But I though I would be sleeping down stairs with the other maids.' I whispered

'Complaining again there are a lot of other slaves that would love to be in your position so I would make sure you do everything to stay on my good side Miss…,

'Oh Miss Brothwood, Brooklyn Brothwood.'

'Well go get you things miss Brothwood'

'Thank you Damon'

He came closer to me are faces where Inches apart, for a split second I though he was going to kiss me but he whispered in my ear 'it's Mr Salvator to you'

My cheeks turns bright red as a smirk spread across his face as if he knew what he did to me.

I fast walked to the door I didn't want him to see how embarrassed I was.

I made my way through the manor towards the fields to my cabin well I guess it wasn't my cabin anymore.

I went inside and collected my things, there wasn't a lot well there was hardly anything to be honest.

I had a photo of my mother and father, they looked so happy together it was my father who passed first I can't remember much of him and the things I can are vague. Before he passed we owned a small bakery in the village we earned enough to keep us comfortable but when father passed me and mother couldn't afford to keep the bakery, so it was either go work for the Salvator's or live on the streets. Mother become ill when I turned 16, I think the amount of work and the little food court up to her but I also think she finally got to the point where she couldn't live on this Earth with my father, so her I am 17 and alone.

I collect the rest of my stuff including my father pocket watch and wrapped it all up with the sheet on my bed and made my way back to the my new room.

I returned to the hallway where mine and damons or Mr Salvator's to me room was located as I walked up the hallway I could hear a sound and with every step it got louder till I was outside the door. It sounded like a women being pleasures i opened the door so there was crack to see through. What I saw actually made my heart hurt it was Damon and another women in bed. Damon looked at me through the crack in the door and smirked. I closed the door with a gasped.

This is just great I guess I'm going to be sleeping in the Hallway tonight.