Brown exhausted eyes went to the vintage old clock of the large hall which told it was past five in the evening. Time to go home.
Stacy's fingers took speed, eyes moving on the paper as she edited the last sample of the news which would be the next day's headline of a local newspaper, 'Cityscape'.'Unknown Murders in The City' was the headline that her fifty-seven years old employer, Mr Wallace suggested. The old man had some weird headings but people wouldn't care as long as they got some topics to hold a conversation about."Miss Cyrus, is the news ready?" A man came in a hurry, his voice breathless as he had been running round and round in the whole old two-story building. He was the run-dog of the office, Jacob. A new trainee under them. She almost fell bad for him as everyone was taking advantage of him. "Yes, almost." Stacy said, reading one last time if she had missed something. The small company was always late when it came to collecting mind-blogging news because the three-four journalists they had were lazy and they always complained about the petrol fees. Although Stacy couldn't argue, her employer was stingy as hell.But the new journalist they had hired was really good. Joana Steve. She would sneak into anywhere and grab the great news which was why the whole building was now flooding with work. Everyone was excited including Stacy.In two years of working in the company, it was the first time she got overwhelmed by work and she enjoyed it. Stacy let out a sigh of relief as she handed the papers to the man and gave him a small nod. "There you go.""Thank you, Miss Cyrus." The man returned the gesture and went away immediately. Now it was time to go home. She got up from her chair that had served two generations since the day it had arrived and now to the third generation. The office needed a renovation but they hardly had money. And more importantly the owner was stingy.She took her sling bag and said to her colleagues a bunch of 'byes', she left the building to her favorite cafe. She bought a packet of cookies along with her favorite strawberry muffins. She wanted to spend her free time in the cafe for a while but she wanted to go home. She hadn't slept last night because of the new romance book she had bought and she wanted to know the last conclusion of the story badly. As she reached home, she saw the apartment door was locked. Her roommate, Mikaela must be working late today as well. She sighed and brought out her keys. Lately Mikaela had been very busy and she could hardly see her now. For the past one month, Mikaela had been doing night shifts and when Stacy woke up, she would find her in her bed still sleeping. No clue when she would come. She opened the door and put her bag and the packets as she went for the bathroom. A hot shower would be nice to throw away the exhaustion. A slow and peaceful life that she had always dreamt of. Waking up, jogging, going to the office, reading books, cooking and then sleeping were all she had been doing for the past two years and she enjoyed each moment but sometimes, she felt a little lonely.She was twenty six yet she had no boyfriend nor had she gone on any date. Her life never let her indulge into those sorts of things. Stacy couldn't remember her parents and when she reached the age when any child could remember, she saw her aunt. That lady was too old to be called aunt.But after she died, she got two foster families and the memories weren't good at all. All she could remember was quarrels, poor behavior and negligence. When she turned eighteen, she entered into a girl's dorms and worked in a small mart to keep going. She couldn't go to renowned colleges so she had to study hard to get a scholarship for a cheap college. All these years she had to sacrifice and compromise but it was all worth the peaceful life she had now. As she came out of the bathroom, she found Mikaela leaning against the couch, tiredness sipping out of her. Dark bags concealed with concealer under her eyes said she had been working tirelessly."You got home early today..." Stacy said as she brought out the strawberry muffins and gave her one taking a seat beside her. Mikaela took it lazily and said, "I am tired and I got a really good deal for tomorrow."Stacy nodded. "What deal?""Um... Well, if I managed to crack the deal, I would be getting ten-thousand bucks." She said as Stacy's eyes went round."That's wonderful!" Stacy exclaimed and asked, "But would the company pay that much? I've never heard any company giving that much for a single deal..."Mikaela nodded. "They are just very impressed by me so..."Stacy nodded and said, "Then we should celebrate it tonight, shouldn't we?" Mikaela let out a dry smile. "I am feeling sleepy. I am sorry."Stacy chuckled and patted on her head saying, "Alright. Take enough rest."Then her eyes fell on Mikaela's left arm. It had a bruise and now it was purple. Worry came crashing on Stacy as what could have made her arm so bruised. She wanted to ask her but Mikaela slept immediately after eating the muffin. *****Stacy woke up early and saw the black stray cat, Mimi had arrived on her bed. She smiled at Mimi as she meowed as if giving her a greeting. She gave her food and went to jog. When she came back she saw Mikaela was still sleeping.She made breakfast and called Mikaela, "You want some breakfast?""No. I am very sleepy." Came in a hoarse yet in a weak voice.Stacy went to her and saw, Mikaela wasn't looking well. Her face looked dull even though she had a really pretty face. Her auburn hair looked like a nest and she felt drained.She touched her forehead and it was burning. "You got a fever.""It will go away if I take enough rest." Mikaela mumbled which didn't assure Stacy."But don't you have the deal today?" Stacy asked, a little worried. "I will go there. Don't worry." She said and went back to sleep. Stacy looked at her for a moment and left some paracetamol on her desk hoping she would take it once she woke up. Before leaving for her office, Stacy said to Mikaela, "I have left some food in the freezer. Be sure to take it and take the medicines."Mikaela mumbled something but Stacy couldn't hear it as she left.The news from the previous day turned out to be great as their employer, Mr Wallace had a large smile on his face. "Great work. All of you did such an amazing job." He praised as he came out of his office chamber and all of the workers cheered as it brought the company into a light. "A big round of applause for Miss Joana Steve. She has brought us amazing stories to offer." He said to the brown skinned lady beside him as she grinned and everyone applauded. She was young but her effort for getting the news was outstanding. She was tasked to get more information on the case as cops and investigators were involved. She somehow managed to interview them and got all the juicy information. A pile of papers came to Stacy's tables as she started to work and heard some of her colleagues talking about the case. "I think it has something to do with Sebastian Rodriguez," said a woman from another desk. Her name was Lily and she would always see everyone suspicious."Why do you think so?" ask
Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men. She went toward its entrance as two men in black attire, weapons attached to their hands came near. She stepped back instinctively as one of them asked, "Can you show us your ID, ma'am?"She nodded as she took out her ID and gave it to the tall man. The men gave it back after scrutinizing it as he nodded to her companion. He smiled which never reached his eyes as he said, "We apologize for interrupting you. Our boss is coming, thus we are making sure there is no threat."Stacy nodded as her heart was p
"Why did you do that?" She shouted as she collected the remnants of the phone and it seemed like he was agitated the way she shouted at him."I strictly forbade it. As a punishment I broke it." He said and Stacy looked up at him giving him glares. "You could have switched it off!" "Do I call your boss and complain about your behavior?" He threatened as Stacy looked at him with a mortified face. She would just make Mikaela buy her a new phone! Now she got it why her friend's company said they would give her ten thousand bucks because this client was going to break everything and Mikaela would have to pay for that. It was impossible to please him let alone getting a contract out of him. "I—I am sorry." She got up and asked, "Shall we start?" He scoffed, seemingly pleased that his threat worked. "Of course. Make it fast because if I don't like your service, you're not getting anything and I am already pissed off at your behavior."She felt like crying. She just messed up and now she
There was a moment of silence that dominated both of them. Stacy blinked, thinking her auditory system might have stopped working. Because he just told her to... did he just demand her to strip?! "Wha— Excuse me?" She asked, confusion written all over her face. "I don't have any time to excuse you," he said, taking another sip leisurely as his gray eyes unwavering from her. "Strip now or I'd rip off that shabby clothes of yours. Don't complain later that you had to go home naked," he stated with a straight face. A gasp left from Stacy's mouth. The nerve of him! She didn't know who he was and why Mikaela was given a task to crack a deal but she knew that the man before him came only for a fuck. Was Mikaela into this kind of thing? She shook her head. There was no way a prideful woman like Mikaela would get into prostitution. Stacy was confused but more than that she was angry. Angry at the man with a horrible attitude. "This is not a shabby looking cloth, mister! It is my best s
The man slowly unclasped the hooks of her bra, revealing her breasts before him as the bra hung around her wrists. He tied her hands with the bed's wooden rods which now magically acquired a purpose other than being the decoration. Stacy whimpered, her clit clenched dangerously and her chest rising up and down rapidly.The man paused to see her breasts and she wanted nothing more than to hide herself. Her face flustered and she was certain that by now it looked like a tomato.His eyes glinted as he cupped her breasts and bent down taking one of her breasts into his mouth. Stacy let out a breathy moan as her hands struggled to lose them from the grip of the belt. As his tongue brushed against her hardened nipple, her breath hitched. She had never experienced a man's touch before and she certainly had no clue it could make her euphoric in a way she could ever ask for. The man teased her breasts with small bites and kisses, making her want for more. He rubbed his thumb on her other nip
Stacy woke up at the horns and engine's sounds from outside of the building. Although it was distant, she heard the rushing crowd of the street. The city was already awake.She turned and twisted in the bed and felt her body was aching. She groaned and sat up.As she sat up, the sheet she had on her, fell on her lap revealing her naked body with bites and bruises. A gasp was about to leave from the back of her throat but she held it when her eyes fell on the man beside her. He was still sleeping soundly, his face buried in the pillow as his bare arms rested on the bed. The muscles were tight and she wanted to touch them again. No! She can't! She scolded herself in her mind as she searched for her phone and remembered that the man had broken it the day before. She cursed under her breath and slowly came out of the bed, careful not to wake him up. She gathered her clothes that were scattered all over the place. She flinched when she took a step. Her bottom parts were swelling and it s
It had been two weeks and Stacy took a day off because she had been hearing a name too many times, in her office, in her colleagues' mouths and in her dreams. Sebastian Rodriguez. Why the hell did she have to give in to his charms? Now his eyes were haunting her in her dreams and she felt more exhausted by each day. Whenever she was going outside of the apartment, she felt as if someone was watching her moves. For the whole first week, she would have been startled from little things if someone poked on her shoulders suddenly or tried to surprise her from behind. She didn't know but somehow she felt scared. An unusual uncertainty nested in her heart. Maybe her colleague was right, Sebastian wasn't really a good or a gentle person like he seemed. She even started to wear masks and veils when she went outside. One time, Mikaela even got scared because of how peculiar she looked wearing those. Not to mention, a black sunglasses to finish the whole look. She had been making excuses
Stacy felt her body lose its balance and she was about to close the door on his face but Sebastian Rodriguez had placed his hands on the door frame. She had no strength to close the door even if she tried.Two men were standing behind him but they didn't have any weapons attached to them like that day. Although she could see the small guns they had in their belts. She gulped."Wh—what do you want?" She asked, her voice hitching and her heart pumping too fast.Sebastian didn't answer her as he invited himself into her apartment and ordered his men, "Search everything."Stacy was stunned at his words as she asked, "What!? Why?" They didn't say anything to her as if she didn't have any presence and she asked, "Do you even have a search warrant? You can't just barge into someone's house like that!"Sebastian's cold eyes fell on her as he said in a harsh voice, "Stay back if you want to live another day and let me do my work."The two men even showed the guns that were still attached to t
"No. Next." Sebastian's voice bloomed in the boutique as the girls in it were trying their best to please their moody and judgemental customer. Stacy exhaled another sigh as he just told the manager of this shop to display every single 'decent' dresses for her. But it was her who had been wearing and taking off them for the past thirty minutes. She had tried more than eight dresses and she felt tired. She thought even she didn't take that much time to decide which one to wear. But what the party was about anyways? "Sebastian... I am tired..." She said as he discarded it and said, "Just wear it already! I don't have much time." "Yet you have enough time to make me a guinea pig!" She hissed and he looked at her with a dead cold eyes. He didn't need to say that he was offended that she was showing her mood to him. Well, he asked for it. And she couldn't just stay like his doll following his every orders. There was a peach dress the woman came with and handed her. Stacy went insid
Stacy was content in her thoughts as she was feeling lonely. And she was worried for the stray cat, Mimi. She knew the cat would survive but still she had some attachments with it. She sighed. She was a little angry and hurt of the way Sebastian treated her last night. He literally fucked her and then said she had to be obedient to him and to listen everything he had to say.What about her? Would he listen to anything she has to say?The answer was clear. Big. No.She punched the pillow as she sat on the bed and her eyes followed the large trolley bag. It laid next to her.She had packed her luggage and she recalled she wasn't allowed to take her phone with her. She knew Sebastian didn't like disobedience but she was scared. If she lost her only contact with her best friend, she had no one to rely on. She dialed Mikaela's number and she picked it up almost immediately. "Hey, Good morning!" Mikaela chirped and she seemed to be in a good mood. Stacy knew Mikaela had returned to t
Sebastian laid down beside Stacy as he tried to calm his fast breathing. His eyes moved toward her and she was back facing him. His eyes fell on her bare back where a few hair strands were sticking on her sweaty skin and her body was moving as if she was taking large breaths. There was something about Stacy that attracted him. The first time he had seen her, he thought she was looking so innocent in her maroon dress. Of course, he thought of her as a prostitute but had no clue it was her first time. She felt tight and the way her body would shiver under him, the way her body responded with each touch made him feel good. So good that he felt addicted to her. He knew she could be the one who tried to ambush him but he just couldn't take his mind off of her. He wanted her around him. He wanted to have her body again.He had no plans to take her in his mansion but that day when he looked at her again, he just couldn't help but drag her into his home. Sebastian never liked a fairly inno
*This part of Sexual act might seem surreal or unhealthy but this is a small part of BDSM (It doesn't even count as BDSM, anyways) so if you think you cannot handle humiliation in sex, you may leave. I don't want people commenting this is psychotic or this is unhealthy or whatever. I know people just know a little bit of BDSM yet they start commenting shit. If you don't know humiliation is part of the act then go educate yourself first.* Stacy froze as he said those words. Now she knew why he wasn't touching her. She felt anger boiling in her stomach. She was feeling humiliated and wronged yet again. The arousal didn't subsided but she felt used by her own desires. She started to struggle herself free as anger coursed through her veins. She had enough of this! Her frustration was growing and she felt tears coming out.Her lips quivered but she bit her lips hard. She didn't want to feel vulnerable before him. Sebastian was making her feel weak each time yet her body was obeying him
Stacy felt so broken that she cried all day since yesterday. When her meals came, she didn't even touch it. She didn't feel much appetite at all after Sebastian went away, making her resign from her work. She had been lying around and she didn't even read any books.She called Mikaela and found out Mikaela and Noah were coming back in a few days. She knew she had to prepare a good excuse. She called Mikaela as it was past 8 and they might devour in a pleasure-filled night. So it was better to call her now. Mikaela's phone rang for a while and she thought maybe they had already gone busy as she was about to cut the phone, Mikaela picked it up.Stacy said, "I am not interrupting something, right?"Mikaela giggled. "No! Stacy!"They both shared a giggle as Stacy said, "I wanted to tell you a news."Mikaela asked through the phone, "Okay, what is it?"Stacy had thought all day and the most suitable she found was to tell an excuse of a new job. "I had to move out because I got a good offe
Stacy came back to her room grumbling a little in herself. She was pissed but more than that she was worried. She was worried about her life and about the future. The confinement didn't worry her much as she had lived in such an environment before but she was worried about how she would cope with everything after she was proven innocent. Because she knew she was innocent and after Sebastian came to know he should leave her alone, or would he?She was pacing in her room and after which seemed like an hour later, she heard her door opening. She looked at the door and saw an individual who had angry veins popping out of his forehead. Of course, it was Sebastian. He entered the room and closed the door behind him as Stacy's eyes followed him. His fingers reached the door knob and he locked it as her heart thumped. Wait! Why did he lock the door?! Now, her anger had subsided a little after an hour of cooling down, she felt her heart racing at the man who just turned around at her and
It had been one week, Stacy had been living in Sebastian's mansion but all she was doing was reading, bathing, having her meals—which they are providing her in her room—and calling Mikaela two times a day. No one had come other than the two maids and she didn't go out of the room, thinking they might not like her presence. Mikaela would be coming back in a few days and she still couldn't find a good excuse for her absence and it was making her nerves to wrack. Apparently, it was Monday again and today she had her office. She couldn't go to the office for the whole week and she had called her HR to let them know that she was sick. If this kept going, she might lose the job and she was scared. She placed the book she was reading and looked at the ceiling as her skin crawled with worry.Sebastian had told her before, he might not let her go. Should she go outside and knock Sebastian's door or maybe knock some sense in his head as well?But he clearly mentioned she wasn't allowed in his
Stacy looked around the room and went toward the large window just beside the bed's head rests. She peeked outside and saw there was a fountain and some sitting arrangements behind the house. There was a large garden with various algae and trees. She could feel it was well taken care of. Her eyes moved toward the room as she saw there was a cupboard and dressing table which had a large mirror. She looked at herself through the mirror and realized she looked so messed up. No one in the mansion looked as messy as her. Her eyes followed toward a door at a corner and she guessed it was the bathroom. She went there as she needed to take a quick bath. She brought out her clothes and went inside.Her mouth hung open as she saw the large bath tub inside it. The bathroom alone was bigger than her previous room. "Well, at least, I could get a nice bath in the prison," she muttered to herself as she enjoyed a good bath.There was a knock as Stacy jolted awake in her tub. She dozed off a littl
"Wha—what rules?" Stacy asked, her voice a bit hesitant. There were some things she absolutely hated that was having to live under rules. Well, she had her own kind of rules but at every step, rules were placed, she despised it since her foster home had a set of rules only for her."You are not allowed to go outside of this mansion." He said."What?! But how am I supposed to work then?""Do you still think you can work there after you get involved with me?" He raised a brow, "Or, do you think I would let you work there?"She was flabbergasted. What?!"What rubbish is this?!" She exclaimed. She wasn't ready to let go of her job! She had acquired it with a lot of hassles. After those years of struggle, he now demanded to let go of her job!"I can't just leave my job just because you think that I am the culprit!" She added and Sebastian's eyes became cold so she stepped back feeling the intensity of it."Do you really think you have a choice?" He asked.Stacy, for a moment, contemplated