It's been two weeks since I last got spanked by Ronan; those two weeks were the worst, or should I say the best days? All in all, the only thing that bothers me is that I don't think I'm submissive.The last time I played spanking with Ronan, I got spanked five times just for being disobedient, but I can't help being the submissive type that has never gone well with me.The two weeks trial is over, and now I'm left; all I have to do now is reach out to Ronan to know what my status is and what my fate would be,I hope I get a chance to stay because being here seems safe, and every time I think of getting caught by Antonio, she instantly gets Goosebumps.Slowly I walk past the corridor and various rooms toward Ronan’s as I place a soft knock on his door, scared of what his reaction might be and what his final judgment would be."Come in," Ronan's voice, cold yet attractive as usual, reverberates all through the hall,Slowly I let the door open and walk into his room as I stand in the mi
Its morning, and I yawn lazily, not wanting to do a thing today, but I know deep within that it isn't possible.I mentally calculate, and I realize I'm the one taking bananas food to him,"Not again," I think deep within myself as I roll around in bed. I look down at the collar given to me as I recall his words."Don't ever take it off."The word oozes into my brain as I recall our activities of the previous night, the part of me lying to him about being an orphan and majorly telling him that I had no deep or dark secrets even when I know my secrets tend to haunt me.I drag myself out of bed as I feel some pain in my ass, and then I realize how painful the whole spanking was.I trace my hands around the sore area and am immediately swarmed by Goosebumps on my skin as I recall Ronan tracing his hands across my ass and teasing me by massaging, squeezing, dragging, and kneading my nipples.I can feel my wetness as I mentally recall all activities, and deep within me, I know it won't hurt
I blink once, twice. I see the Pinky fingers of the sun stretching fingers across the room.I slept late, and I woke up real late, thankfully yesterday was my turn to serve, and I am free today,The memory of yesterday's event hits me, and I realize how weak I've become as I had slept for a long time, and here I am, waking up late."Mail!!" I exclaim as I hurry out of the room towards the door and down the stairs.I hurry towards the post with doubting hearts, and boom!!! There was a letter for me with my name in red.I pick it out and hurry back into the room, hoping it's not what I'm thinking. Deep down in me, I prayed silently that it shouldn't be Antonio but who else would send me a mail?With shaky hands, I open the letter and read through the contents."Sophie dearie, I know you must have missed our regular chats and my letters; you probably hope I died, but I'm sorry to disappoint you.I've been watching your every single movement even now that you think I'm not, and you believ
I have a long way to go and many things to do without a specific plan. Deep within me, I know I'm taking a very high risk, but it's the same as remaining in this house as Antonio would come for me sooner or later.I hear Ronan whisper something gibberish, but I can tell he's asleep. I try moving under the duvet, but his word echoes in my heart, and I let go of it as I stare into a blank space of vast darkness, waiting for the sun to rise.The ruffling of the duvet wakes me as I turn around, immediately becoming alert."Morning?" Danica says to me. She seems to be clearing off some things in Ronan's room."Where is he?" I ask her with my eyes darting to and fro the room scared that he might still be loitering around."Who? Your master?" She asks as if she knows of someone else who he is in the building,"Yes, I'm talking about him.""He's down having breakfast, but he did make mention of going out soon for any reason?" Danica asks me while eyeing me suspiciously."No, not much just tha
The car's speed increases, and after several minutes I see a massive mall in sight. I turn my head to get a Clearer view of the mall, and thank goodness it's one I use most times.I once frequented this store, so I know everything about it, the insides, the outsides, and en route.As we draw nearer to the mall, I can feel my heart thud against my chest harder. Finally, the car pulls over by the parking lot and stops."I'll be back real quick," I say to the guard, who doesn't seem to have the ability to smile as she had kept a Stern face all through the drive, but what can I say, Ronan must have trained them always to be cold and stern."I'm coming with you," she says with a voice icy cold and Rick rigid, marking a tone of finality."Oh, yes, I just didn't want to stress you," I explained, but she didn't respond.I roll my eyes as I scan her thoroughly, finding it funny that she talks with just the same icy demeanor as her master, Ronan must have done some harsh things to have made a f
"The other tracker I connected is on the way to the airport," a tech man announces."What airport?" I ask, unsure how long she has been mapping out her ridiculous plan."The one near here, sir," he explains to me again.I nod in response and tap him lightly on his shoulders, happy that I have done some digging today.I walked hastily out of the research room and down towards my car, swearing inwardly to deal terribly with Sophie once I lay my hands on her."The airport and no stops, then you drive fast, no questions asked," I order him as soon I get into the car,He complies with my orders and drives fast. Soon enough, I was at the airport, and the speakers were blasting an announcement of the passengers getting ready to check in."Where is she now?" I ask over the call connected to the Bluetooth in my ear as I walk towards the checking session,"Close enough, just a few more steps ahead of you," he explains."Thanks, man," I say before increasing my pace.I pull her by the bag she ha
It's been over two weeks since I last had any intimate sessions with Ronan, times had passed, and somehow it seems to have traced itself back to the past where I knew no one and was new in the house.He had stopped calling me in for any routines and won't say a thing to me, I've passed by him a few times, and he doesn't even spare me a glance,A day after the escape drama, I was left all alone in the room even though Danica had tried persuading Ronan for me, but her feedback was that he wanted me to have enough time to rethink my actions.Although I know Ronan would never say anything that nice and calm, he must have said it in a very abusive manner, making me realize he was pissed at me.Even my routine of serving him food had stopped. He didn't want to see my face up close to him.I roll around in bed, feeling uncomfortable. I've spent two weeks in this room, hardly coming out. Even after I had promised myself never to get passed or tossed around by anyone, I still find it hard to b
Perhaps it could be a coincidence, or maybe something had happened, and it had something to do with her."What should we do, sir?" The voice asks me once more."This man you said you saw and checked it isn't a glitch?""Yeah, sir," the man responds with complete confidence."Then run a face search on him and send the picture to my phone. Once you recognize who it is, make sure you run a background search and send the file to my phone, you do that as soon as possible I want answers today," I order."Yes, sir, I'm on it," he says and ends the call.I walk towards my bed, holding my temples as I develop a splitting headache.Why is everyone not doing their jobs right? Why would Sophie run out on a highly skilled bodyguard and now a stranger who knows nothing, a mere stranger walks in and out of my land twice with the whole security team on alert?Have I raised them higher than they are, or are the culprit is way smarter?I'm interrupted by two knocks on my door, the knock repeats itself,
Elysia's pov Damon turned towards me, his expression still unreadable. "If you want to be the CEO, Elysia, you're going to have to work for it. You'll start as my assistant, and we'll see how you handle the job. If you prove yourself, then maybe we can talk about making you the CEO." I gritted my teeth, my fists still clenched. I couldn't believe that he was making me jump through all these hoops just to prove myself. "I don't need your help, Damon," I spat out, my anger boiling over. "I can do this on my own. I don't need you to hold my hand and guide me through everything." Damon's lips quirked up in a small smile. "Is that so? Well, then. I guess we'll see how well you do on your own." He walked towards the door, turning back for a moment to add one final remark. "But just remember, Elysia. This is my company as much as it is yours. And I won't let you ruin it." I watched him leave, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration. I couldn't believe that Damon was making things so
Elysia's pov "I can't believe you're doing this to me, Damon!" I yelled, my frustration and anger mounting with each passing moment. "You know how hard I've worked to build up that company, and now you're telling me that I'm not fit to take over? That's complete bullshit!" Damon's expression remained calm, but I could see the hint of irritation in his eyes. "Watch your language, Elysia," he said firmly. "You're not doing yourself any favors by acting like this." I didn't care. I was too angry to care. "You know what, Damon? Screw you!" I spat, my voice rising with each word. "Screw you and your stupid mother! She've been trying to steal my company for months, and now you're using my memory loss as an excuse to take it away from me. You've taken over my family's company, and now you are doing this to me as well. Well, I'm not going to let that happen." Helen, who had been standing beside Kylian, stepped forward, her face twisted in anger. "You're lying, Elysia," she said, her voice
Elysia's pov "Take the money and move," he said, his voice shaking. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took the bag and slowly backed away. The man followed me, his gun still trained on me. As I spun to my right, and I saw his car parked just a few yards away. He motioned for me to follow him, and I complied. We walked in silence, the only sound being our footsteps and the occasional sound of a car passing by. When we got to his car, he opened the trunk and told me to put the bag inside. My hands were shaking as I tried to lift the heavy bag. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I looked down and saw a gunshot wound. I stumbled, trying to stay upright, and the bag fell to the ground. "Come on, hurry up!" he shouted. I struggled to pick up the bag, feeling the blood soaking through my pants. Eventually, I managed to place the bag inside the trunk. I turned to face him, my eyes blurry with tears of pain and fear. But then, something strange happened. The man was lying
Damon's pov My heart skipped a beat as my father rushed into the room with a gun in his hand. I had never seen him so unhinged before, and it scared me. "Father, put the gun down," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "This isn't the way to handle things." But my father was beyond reason. He pointed the gun at Quincy, his eyes blazing with anger. "You'll pay for what your father did to me!" he shouted. I could see the fear in Quincy's eyes as my father took aim, and I knew I had to act fast. I lunged forward, grabbing my father's arm and trying to wrestle the gun away from him. "Stop it, Father!" I yelled. "This isn't the answer!" But my father was too strong for me, and he pushed me away with a fierce shove. I stumbled backwards, watching in horror as he pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the room, and for a moment, everything was still, as my father shot at the roof. I felt sick to my stomach as I realized what had just happened. The board members
Damon's pov It was morning, and Elysia looked radiant as she sat at the breakfast table, sipping her coffee and nibbling on a croissant. But even as I watched her, something nagged at me, deep in my heart. Had she remembered? Had she figured out what I had done? As she rose from the table and headed upstairs to change, I took a deep breath and tried to shake off my anxiety. But when she reappeared, dressed and ready to go, my nerves were still on edge. I tried to put on a brave face as we headed to the living room, where our son Ian was playing with his toys. But I could feel the tension between us, and I knew that something was off. As I settled onto the couch, my phone beeped with a new message. I glanced over the screen, and my heart skipped a beat. It was from Julius, "Quincy Randolph, is at the transportation company, he held an open meeting. Where are you?" My eyes turned red with anger. How dare he? How dare he try to steal my company out from under me? I stood up, my
Elysia's pov As I drove down the road towards the beach Helen had picked, I encountered heavy traffic. The cars moved sluggishly, causing me to feel restless and anxious. I kept checking the time on my dashboard, hoping I wouldn't be too late. Finally, I reached the beach, and as expected, Helen was already there. She had parked her car and was waiting with a big bag by her side. As I parked my car beside hers, I noticed that the beach was empty, with no one around except for us. It was just afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on everything around us. I got out of my car and went over to Helen, feeling curious and a little apprehensive. "Hey Helen," I said, "where are the company documents?" Helen looked at me with a strange expression on her face, and then suddenly went down on her knees. "Elysia," she said, "I can never hand over those documents to you." "What?" I said, feeling stunned. "What are you talking about?" Helen opened her bag, and my eyes
Elysia's pov We were so excited but then, we excitement quickly fades as I realizes that they will need to open the safe. I takes a deep breath and looks at Macy with a worried expression. "I don't know how to open it. Maybe my fingerprint will work?" I suggests, beginning to stamp my fingers all over the safe. Macy shakes her head, "I don't think so, it's probably not set up to recognize anyone's fingerprints but the owner's." My heart sinks as I realizes Macy's words are true. I give up, tears forming in my eyes as I contemplates the idea of forcing a memory I might not even remember. Macy notices my distress and quickly thinks of a solution. "Instead of that, let's try all birthdays. We'll start with your parents and sister, then move on to Kate's brother, Adam, Damon, and Ian." I nods and they begin trying all possible dates, but the safe remains locked. Frustration builds up as they try over and over again. My anxiety worsens with each unsuccessful attempt. Just when we wer
Elysia's Pov "I don't know what you're talking about, Damon," I say, my voice shaking with fear. "Please, you have to believe me." Damon looks intrigued by my denial, and for a moment, I think he might let me go. But then he shakes his head and releases his grip on my arm. "Fine," he says, his voice cold and distant. "Go." I rub my wrist slightly, trying to ease the pain where his fingers had dug in, before turning and walking slowly out of the room. Once I'm outside, I break into a run, my heart pounding in my chest as I race towards my car. I can feel the fear gripping me as I drive out of the villa and onto the street. My hands are shaking on the steering wheel, and I find it hard to catch my breath. As I drive across the bridge, my mind is a blur of emotions - fear, anger, and confusion all mingling together. And then, suddenly, I can't take it anymore. I pull over to the side of the road and jump out of my car, gasping for breath. I stand there on the bridge, the wind whipp
Elysia Pov I felt a lump in my throat, as though I had always suspected that Helen had a wild side, but I didn't want to believe that she would sleep around with anyone. "Do you have any proof?" I asked hesitantly. Macy then said, "Actually, Elysia, you secured pictures of Helen with some guys a while ago. Don't you remember?" I shook my head, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. "I don't remember that, Macy. You know I lost my memories." Macy sighed and said, "That's right, I forgot. Look, Elysia, let's go to the office tomorrow, and I'll help you go through all the files and paperwork. We'll see if we can find any evidence of what Helen is up to." I nodded slowly, feeling grateful for Macy's help. "Thank you, Macy. I don't know what I would do without you." Macy laughs, "You don't have to thank me, Elysia. We're friends, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what." "Macy, I talked to Helen earlier, and I threatened her. I told her I wanted the company, but she said s