Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“You can’t just have him!” Silas argued. “You’re not a Handler!”
“Now I am,” Corinne said calmly. “K-lx is under my protection. And if you have something to say about that, you can send a report to the Company Chairman. That’s what I’ll be doing,” she added. Then she looked up at the huge Cyborg, who was watching the back-and-forth between her and Silas with a tense expression on his face. “Come, K-lx—let’s get you cleaned up.”
The big K-Unit seemed willing to go with her, but he wasn’t quite finished with Silas yet. He pointed one metal finger at the scientist’s narrow face.
“Don’t ever threaten my Mistress again,” he rumbled. “Or you’re going to be fucking sorry!”
Then, to her surprise, he bent and swept Corinne into his arms.
“Oh!” she gasped, as he lifted her like she weighed no more than a pillow. “K-lx, you don’t have to do this. Put me down!”
“Negative. The human male poses a threat. I will keep you safe in my arms,” was his implacable reply.
Corinne thought about protesting further…but that would only make her look weak and Silas was watching them with his weasely little eyes.
“Fine,” she said at last. “You can carry me to my quarters. They’re at the end of the hall and down two flights.”
“Very well, Mistress.” K-lx carried her to the door of the lab. Jose must have been following their exchange, because it slid open smoothly to let them out.
Despite the fact that she was being carried like a child by the huge K-Unit, Corinne kept her head held high—it was important to project confidence, especially in a lab full of male scientists with big egos. But inside, her stomach was churning.
She had just acquired a new and very dangerous Cyborg Unit and she wasn’t quite sure what she was going to do with him.
3
K-LX
K-lx could feel his new Mistress’s trepidation and he had a flash of remorse for the damage he had done to her lab. But those fuckers had been coming for him—he’d had to protect himself! And besides, this new world he found himself in was very different from the one he’d gone to sleep in.
The last thing he remembered was a lab down on Earth with large glass windows. Through them, he could see the rolling grasslands and beautiful green trees.
Here everything was sterile and barren. He had woken with strange humans prodding him and trying to dig into his memories. The feeling of being under attack by a hostile force had been too strong to deny and he had gone into action—trying to break free and get back to his ship…only there was no ship, he reminded himself.
The humans had reacted by trying to stun him into submission—which only made him fight harder. Nothing they shouted at him made any sense, either. It was as though the translation bacteria in his system couldn’t process their words. It wasn’t until he had allowed his new Mistress—Corinne, (which he grudgingly acknowledged was a lovely name)—to give him the communication jewel, that he could understand anything.
Thank the Goddess she had come to him. K-lx had known at once she was kind and trustworthy. He could smell it in her scent—which was muted, as though by sorrow, but still warm and arousing. He admired her long, wavy hair that looked dark brown until they passed under one of the overhead glows—then it lit up deep, wine red. And her curvy, Elite figure was incredibly fucking attractive. He enjoyed holding her in his arms as he walked down the long metal corridor.
Meanwhile, she was doing her best to pretend that being carried was her idea. As they passed other people in the halls—mostly males—she gave them a cool, disinterested look as though she was used to riding around in his arms. K-lx approved of her attitude. It was good that she wasn’t struggling since he would have refused to put her down until he was certain they were someplace safe.
Since she was looking outwards, he felt free to study her face. She had sweet features—a heart-shaped face with a small nose and lush, kissable lips. But it was her eyes that really held him. They were a soft, chocolate brown that seemed to touch something inside K-lx the moment he looked into them. He was still thinking of how she’d cupped his jaw and brushed his hair back to look into his face. Her touch was so gentle and he knew instinctively that he wanted her to touch him again…almost as much as he wanted to touch her.
But his new Mistress wasn’t the only thing on his mind. His eyes shifted from side to side, taking in the space station as they moved through it. When he’d been put into Stasis, the humans hadn’t had this kind of technology. They had barely made it to their own moon. And now, here they were, among the rings of the planet they called “Saturn.” Well, they were still stuck in their own solar system but it was a leap forward, he thought.