Chapter 10 My Slave, Brace yourself

Chapter 10 My Slave, Brace yourself

“Fuck!” Adonis threw the file over the wall. The important papers get scattered all over, making that pretty woman tremble in her palace. His secretary tell him his drugs dismantled a mobster. The shipments he sent got robbed in the middle of the Atlantic ocean.

“Trying to sneak from me? He will know the price.” He roared out loud. Losing shipment was the least reason for his worries, but that a tiny mobster dared to create a hindrance in his business. The dose of terror needed to be added, he thought. 

He was cooking danger in his head and Ashley, sleeping peacefully in her bed. She woke up early this time and did her morning ablution and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She saw maids with she exchanged greetings were staring at with envious gazes. 

When she was done making breakfast, she took her sister down to her cell, where she had a little chat with her sister, and then she took Master Adonis’s food. She got there and saw him having a discussion with Damon. He looked so furious she kept his food on the table and she wondered why he preferred eating alone instead of the dining table. She was about to leave when she was halted by his masculine voice. 

“You have a task. You will pick up tonight.” Droplets of sweat rolled her neck, turning his gaze darker and more furious as he finished. 

“What kind of pickup?” I asked, surprised. Shiver passed, thinking the task he can assign to her just by the look in his eyes. His curious blazing eyes and devilish mind had planned too many dangerous tasks for him as he was toying with her, wanting to measure her limits. 

He didn’t answer her, but kept himself busy staring at her delicate figure in boiling desire. He never felt the need to control him nor think about the girls he devore, but in front of this fragile girl, he was bound to breathe freely to havoc her life. 

“One especially, you might go for a lot,” Adonis broke the silence and said, lighting a cigarette. 

“I don’t understand where this conversation is going,” Ashley asks, fidgeting with her hands. 

“You don’t understand, or you don’t want to?” He roared as he slammed his fist on the table, scaring her. A crooked smirk born over his lips watching this girl tremble. This new thing created a wave of pleasure around him, creating an insatiable hunger in his soul. He dusts the ashes of the cigarette on stainless steel and then continues. 

“Remember, in your code of conduct, I told you-you are mine and anything I need from you should be granted immediately. Is that clear?” His voice was getting louder as he was taking his each step closer to her. She looked up at his flaming face with widened eyes when his steps didn’t stop until she had to share the same air as his. She gulped loud at this sudden close interaction and peeped at Damon from the corner of her eyes in search of rescue.

He held her chin in his powerful grip and jerked her to the face as he was showering a meteor with his eyes. The thought of her asking to refuse him fueled his anger. At the end, she was his property. Ashley flickered his eyelids, trying hard not to let her sob out loud, but the gathered wetness in her betrayed her. 

“You are to go to the Rhythm club fire at Natchez, Mississippi, as a prostitute.” Her skin turned pale at his words. She couldn’t understand what he wanted from her and what was the motive behind his decision to make her maid in that crowd of gorgeous girls? 

“You will distract him, and then my men, we will do the rest. Understood?” She forced herself to breathe steadily and looked up at the green forest kept wide open for her, filled with uncertainty yet determined eyes. She was so lost in his eyes that she didn’t notice when she nodded at him, as if she will burn down her own life. 

She stood there wondering what sort of trouble she had just found herself. He gave her a picture of the man and said that his name was Derek, with a little other information, along with a small file. She was gathering her scattered courage from all over, but couldn’t make herself to deny his request nor ask him another question. 

“Remember, you are going there as a spy. You must be undetected. You will certainly get the physical training you need. Your training starts now and I will be your teacher. Go get dressed and don’t keep me waiting.” He said as he walked towards the door with Damon stealing glances at her. She was still sitting in her place, staring at his empty chair 

“My Slave, Brace yourself. Your life is changed the moment my eyes land on you.” She snapped her head at the source where she found the men she was searching in that empty chair. He was wearing his manic smile, as if he could see her future. The knowing unknown look on his face flashed a hint of secret, as if he was warning her with unknown words.

“Yes, Master” He left with a satisfied smirk lingering on his lips listening to her involuntary response. 

She got up and forwarded her legs towards her room. Silence had honed her heart. Nothing was calming her stormy heart. She was thinking about the challenging look in his eyes and the first task her master had demanded.

She was going to be a spy. she knew her life could be in danger but the Amelia’s face was flashing her in heart, keeping her sane to bear everything Adonis has been thrown at her.