I am disgusted with him. That’s all I have to feel. I am not angry because anger is too hollow. Anger, it’s just an in denial term of sadness, and he doesn't deserve that.
”This is where I live, and you’ll be living here from now on.” he said.His tone is conversational and almost casual. I didn’t even look at him when he spoke to me. I just felt his stares at me, like he’s estimating my every movement and reaction. And just when I knew he wanted that from me I remained silent and stoned.
I roamed my eyes in every corner that I see. Wealth. That’s what this place is screaming about. The large glass walls give a view of the well-lighted city. Most of the furniture is in the shade of black, gray and any other dark tones. Even the high class looking flooring can’t be seen with any hint of dust and dirt.
I can’t help but to be amazed. For years that men had been paying me for them to usI cried the whole night. The comfortable and large bed ain’t enough to comfort my agony. I stopped when it’s almost three in the morning. That’s what the clock says. I felt so empty and worn out that my tears didn’t come anymore.Looking at the bangle that’s on my wrist, I contemplated things. I tried so hard to remove it on my wrist, but I failed. Irritation grew more inside of me thinking that he had put something on me that couldn't be removed without his control. I saw a screwdriver-like thing. I’m sure that’s the only way to remove this.I can’t do anything but just look at the city lights. Funny how I am so free in here without anyone eyeing me in this room, Yet I felt so tangled. So suffocating. I don’t know what type of set-up we have. But thinking about how he bought me and even gave me my own room gives me an idea.So will he just fuck me from time to time? When he fe
At the entrance of the building where he lives, a clean and sleek black car is waiting. I stretched my neck more to see the surroundings because men in black are just everywhere. A bald man in uniform is standing at the side of the car which this ‘Mr. Anderson’ approached. I stopped some meters away. I saw the man handed him the key and his lips moved lightly like he just said something. The bald man in uniform just nodded. I scanned the place and saw more men. I find it weird that he’s this heavily guarded. Like as if this man deserves to live. Well, money will indeed keep you breathing. Look at him, for sure if he's not rich the world would not care about him. He’s evil and vain. “Emma.” He got my attention. I saw him holding the car’s door wide open. I pursed my lips and held the hem of my dress while walking into his direction because of how strong the wind was. Our cold eyes met for some seconds before he closed the
For the short period of time that I’ve been with him. All I can say is that he’s always on the phone. For the whole time that we’re eating our meal, he picks up an unending number of calls.”I’ll call you later.” his favorite line so far.I just stayed silent as I ate the food that’s being served on us. I badly want to avoid looking at him and having any conversation.”Yes. Shop for her clothes and…” he said while he talks to this ‘one’ call.”What else do you need?” he asked me. My eyes widened a little. I blinked because I don’t know why he’s suddenly asking me.”Do you need anything? Except for clothes and other amenities.” he continued.I timidly shook my head. He just looked at me and continued talking to the caller. I just listened to him until he’s done.A well groomed woman suddenly came out of nowhere and walked into his side.”Mr. Lee has arrived already.” she informed him.He shifted on his seat and his forehe
”Emma.” He called me after he stopped the car. From my knowledge, we came back into his penthouse.Before he could even say anything I stepped outside his car. I don’t want to hear anything from him. I just want to be alone. ”Emma!” he called out. I made my steps faster so he would not reach me. But his foot steps are large and fast that he came after me. I came into the lift and so he did. I’m full of rage. Seeing that man who abused me years ago disgusted me, not just of him but more of myself. Inside the lift, all can hear was his deep sighs. I can see in my peripheral view that he’s eyeing me from to time but my eyes are straight into the front. Being in the same space with him is suffocating me. All I want is to be gone in this moment. The moment the door opened I stepped out immediately. He’s quick reflexes stopped me. He grabbed my arm and made me face him. ”Wait, Emma—&nbs
I don’t know what’s with him that makes me nervous every time he’s near me. That kind of nervousness that didn’t leveled any nervousness I’ve felt in my whole life. His dark aura that surrounds him makes me want to hate him more. He looks young to be a successful business man, and mind you I’ll lie if I say he doesn’t have the looks. Because he’s looking fine. But I’m far from being superficial. His looks doesn’t define what’s inside. The fact that he bought me from my father is enough reason for me to conclude that he is a bad person. ”I’m here now. Why don’t you talk to me?” he raised a brow. I bit my tongue because of irritation. I’m so good at pretending to be strong and portraying indifference. So after his question, he chuckled because of my silence. ”I do not just fuck, Ms. Hampton. I also can talk.” he mocked me.
He should have just told me that he needs house help or something! I was so damn mad after I did the dishes. I was even sulking when I went back to my room. It’s not the fact that I had to do the chores. I hate it because he seems to have the last cards in everything that I do. And I hate it. I hate it when he’s always the one to have the final say. It’s not supposed to be like this. I should be annoying the hell out of him until he gets tired of my attitude. But what’s happening is the other way round. I’m hella annoyed! This shouldn’t be like this. I need to think of ways from now on. Because if this set-up goes on, then I think I would really end up being his slave. Not mentioning what kind of slave though. I look at the clock. The evening is still not at its peak. I stood up and went outside the room wondering where his room was. I convinced myself not to be impudent. Even though
I’ve been too weak my whole life. But being in this kind of circumstances is awakening. Being sold into someone for a lifetime is something I couldn’t forgive. It’s something that I couldn’t bear.I will not for sure settle for a life like this. So far of my stay here, he hasn’t shown me any sign of sexual desires. I’m surprised that he even gave me a separate room. But who knows? Maybe that man’s evilness is being kept in a deep hole that’s waiting to burst out any moment.As soon as he left, I came into the door and peered into it. I’m not shocked to see some uniformed bulk men in there. Just like what he told me. He will not bring me into his errands but he will tighten my security. That’s much better, rather than being with him.Even though I’m alone in his whole unit, I sneakily came into his room’s door hoping that it’s not locked. And gladly
He did come back that night. I acted as if I didn’t do anything unusual this morning. Like as if I didn’t sneak into his things without this permission. Like he said, we went out for dinner. I busied myself by watching the night city. Before, this was so far out of reach for me. I’m jailed inside our house and forbidden to go out. So looking at the view, I still can't help but to be amazed. ”What did you do in the unit?” I was a bit startled when he suddenly asked me. I gulped thinking that he knew what I did this morning. ”Did you get bored?” he added. I breathe in relief. I thought he’s talking about the little crime I committed. I smiled lightly and shook my head. I then remove my eye on him because I can’t bear to look him in the eye after what I did. I would never look at him the same way. I thought he’s just one of these rich businessmen but