Chapter 2 The Deal with the Devil

My eyes felt heavy as I tried to open them. When I was fully awake, I had to close my eyes again because of the intense light coming from the huge ceiling of the room where I was. And all of a sudden, I was horrified to see the unfamiliar room I'm in now.

Then it was like a flow of water that suddenly got everything back to me. The memory of what happened. From the moment I heard voices from afar until I witnessed the murder of a woman.

My fear intensified when I remembered that I had been caught by the men who chased me before everything went dark. I saw everything. I saw how those men killed that pitiful woman.

"I see you're awake," a deep voice made me turn to the right side of the room where there was a set of black sofas.

I've never noticed immediately that the room I'm in now is so beautiful and so elegant. A combination of gray and milky white paint with the interior design, which is really amazing because, obviously, everything, I set my eyes with screams luxury.

"Are you done examining my room?" the man spoke again. I swallowed hard because I recognized this man. He was the one who shot the woman.

What's going to happen to me now? Am I the next one to die? No! My family needs me now. So, if I had to kneel down and plead with him, I would do it just to keep him from killing me.

"S-sir, why am I here?" I asked nervously. He didn't immediately respond and was just staring at me. My heart was pounding really hard and breathing became almost impossible to do.

"You saw everything, right? But before we went there, your mother called. I just told her you can't go home now because there's an important research project that you need to finish," he said, not even moving from his seat.

This man's soul must have been a shambles because he didn't even seem bothered that he had killed someone. But he mentioned my mother and that made me feel more nervous.

But what if he felt sorry and just let me go for the sake of my family? But he heartlessly killed that woman, so I’m sure there’s no way he could do anything good to others.

"You talked to my mommy? S-sir, please don't include my family in my mistake. They had nothing to do with all this. Just tell me what to do so I can go home now," I cried as an unimaginable fear began to overwhelm my whole system again.

"Well, you have a point. But if only you didn't snoop into other people’s business and look at things you know nothing about, I’m sure you wouldn’t be here right now?"

His statements were battered with anger and disappointment. I was trembling again and felt like I could pee with my pants if he continued to intimidate me. His face was dark and, based on the furious gaze in his eyes, it was obvious that he wanted to do an unpleasant thing to me.

"Sir, don't worry, I won’t say anything about what I've seen. Believe me! I will keep everything a secret until my death!" I cried continuously while pleading with him.

I was surprised when it suddenly smirked devilishly at me. That made me fear him more.

"And why would I believe you? You almost destroyed all my plans and now, instead of doing everything without a hassle, I've got a problem because there's one witness I need to silence," he replied angrily. I gasped because of what he said. Silence? Did that mean killing me?

"S-sir please... My daddy is sick now and my parents are relying only on me. I promise to keep my mouth shut about everything I've witnessed. That's a promise. Believe me, please!" I nearly knelt down, begging him. I saw his face seem to have softened, but that wasn't enough to ensure my safety today.

He stared at me for a few moments, and I felt like he was studying every detail of my face. My whole body is still shaking. Plus, the way he looked at me seemed like he was thinking of something awful or disgusting.

"Well then, I have two conditions..." he finally said. I was confused by what he said.

"I'm going to do everything you want, sir. Just let me live and allow me to go home," I assured him.

"Are you sure about anything?" he asked and walked up to me. I nodded quickly and fixed myself as I stood straight. I also wiped away the tears on my face. My heart was still thumping loudly but I tried to be brave. I have to be brave.

"My first condition is, you will not say anything about last night to anyone. Because if you do, I will kill your father and send you to the club to become a prostitute," he stated seriously. I shivered at what he just uttered. My breathing even hitched for a moment. I swallowed very hard and felt my throat become dry.

Is this man a member of a syndicate? He speaks like a gangster or something. I should not screw myself up by thinking about senseless things. I am currently in the middle of death, so I have to focus.

"Yes, sir. No problem. What's your second condition?" I asked, feeling weak. Even if he wants to make me a servant, I will agree as long as he doesn't kill me or hurt my loved ones. They had nothing to do with the situation I got myself into, so they shouldn't be put in danger.

"I want you to become my personal woman. And you will do everything I want!” he spouted those words like they were just simple things and I think my chest just ran out of air. My breathing literally stopped, and my eyes widened as I realized what he wanted.

Every word he uttered was like a bomb exploding in front of me. I was stunned because what he meant did not immediately register properly in my head.

"Don't worry, I will pay you handsomely, especially if your performance is excellent!" he added when I didn't speak immediately.

"W-what do you mean, sir?" I asked, confused. I still do not want to assume the worst thing, even though I already have an idea in my head.

Will he make me his personal assistant or secretary? After all, he said he would pay me a lot. In that case, that is also a good idea because I will have an extra income.

"I want you to become my personal bed warmer. And I will have rules that you have to follow," he was now smiling while speaking. That evil smile.

In my case, I was horrified because he looked at me with lust while saying the word bedwarmer. So, that's what he meant after all? He would make me his woman, so I could be his sex slave. Had he gone crazy?

"Sir, just a moment. I can’t abide what you're saying. I may have said that I will follow everything you want, but it's not about that kind of thing. Not to that extent. Please, sir... just make me an assistant, a maid or a secretary. Just don't make me do that..." I cried again. I couldn't help but cry because of fear and disgust.

My heart beat faster when his face darkened and quickly approached me. I walked backward until I felt my back against the cold wall of the room.

He placed both his hands on both sides of my head and brought his face closer to mine. I even inhaled his fragrant breath, which seemed to bring a strange feeling to me. I don't know, but I felt like I was getting drunk or something.

"Take it or leave it," he said in a hoarse voice.

“B-but, sir–”

The rest of what I was going to say was drowned in my throat when he suddenly pressed me with a kiss. His hands, which were leaning on the wall earlier, were now firmly cupping my head. My eyes widened in shock and tried to be freed from him, but he was just too strong. He almost owned my entire mouth with his aggressive way of kissing me and I couldn't even turn my head because he was in control.

I lost myself when I felt the insistence of his tongue to enter my mouth. I tried to turn my head away again, but I failed. I felt one of his hands make its way to my breast and gently squeeze it.

I was shocked at what he did, so my lips parted and he successfully invaded my mouth. And there he played with my tongue. It gave me such a strange tickle that I didn't realize I was already responding to his kiss.

I felt him smile as my lips began to move in response to him. He almost never stopped kissing me until I beg for air.

"Fuck! You taste so sweet…” he murmured with his eyes darkened with lust while staring at me. I was panting and gasping for breath. This is not my first kiss, but his kisses made me feel odd. My mind was confused, and my body seemed to like the way he caressed me earlier.

"Do you agree with my conditions? Or you want me to force myself on you and discard you later?” he warned in a dangerous tone. I was filled with fear again and nodded involuntarily.

His facial expression immediately changed, and he smiled at me. I don't know what happened to me and he just made me do what he wanted.

But I'm sure of one thing, I'm willing to make sacrifices to keep my family safe from this stranger.

"Come here, baby, so you can sign our contract," he said to me when he returned to the sofa where he was sitting earlier.

“Contract?” I asked as I started walking towards him.