About The Glass Man
by M. Raiya
81 pages / 18900 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-024-4
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Seductive and passionate, Zalen is the perfect sex slave. But his owners
don't know the past that Zalen is hiding, and no one sees the pain in his
soul that he seeks to drown in the oblivion of sex. Until one night when he
is bought by a radiantly beautiful young lord with a penchant for roses who
asks for the one service Zalen is afraid provide -- love.
By the time Zalen realizes that the touch he craves is the touch of a rose,
it is going to take every bit of the lord's love to set Zalen free again.
Sample
A woman answered his knock, and he saw from her
downcast eyes and uniform that she was a servant. "Zalen?" she asked,
and he nodded.
"The lord of the house would like you to wait in the ballroom at the end
of the hall. He asked that you tell him he is the most beautiful man
you've ever seen."
"All right," Zalen said.
"Your money will be on the table when you leave." She patted a marble
table beside the door, next to a vase of red roses.
Zalen nodded, and then reached out and took one of the flowers from the
water. The servant smiled. "I think you have the right idea," she said,
and then turned and slipped away.
The ballroom was large and marble-tiled. Hanging from the ceiling was a
magnificent chandelier dripping with precious stones, but it was not
lit. The ballroom was the loneliest one Zalen had ever seen, and he'd
performed in many before coming here. The acoustics would be good, he
thought, turning around, gauging the place. He imagined his band set up
on the stage, imagined climbing the stairs to take his place, holding
his breath as the first chord flew from his fingers, filling the room
with sound.
Lost in memory, he didn't hear anything until the lord of the house was
halfway down the sweeping staircase. As Zalen turned and saw him, in his
mind he was still the musician, still full of music, not the slave.
And the first words came from his mouth without a thought. "You are the
most beautiful man I've ever seen." He held up the rose.
The lord smiled and flushed. His hair was long, silky, and black, his
eyes crystal blue, and the red robe that swirled around his slender form
sparkled with jewels. Radiance clung to him.
Zalen knelt with the rose clasped to his breast, and then raised his
head and offered it.