The plane landed smoothly at LAX airport, Becky rushed to her feet before James told her to. She half-ran over to him and walked behind him towards the flight of stairs.They walked casually towards the car that would take them to the airport area, she stayed silent, with no one to talk to, not James not even Timothy. But she didn't care, now all she needed was a sense of calm in undergoing the three years of slavery that she had to go through."Becky, I need to take a warm bath when I get to the mansion, prepare everything for me, you already know what essential oils I usually use, don't you?" said James Miller as they got into a car that was speeding down a less crowded LA highway."Yes, Mr. Miller," replied Becky, nodding so cheerfully that James Miller frowned in surprise at her change in attitude."Did you just hit your head with something?" he asked with narrowed eyes."No, Mr. Miller," she replied with a sweet smile.James tilted his head, observing her expression which was emi
Suddenly James lifted his hand to caress the top of her head, down to her cheek then to her lips. He put one finger in her mouth and let her lick it. “Are you a good slave?” he hissed as his other hand tugged at Becky's waist to cling to her.Becky just nodded her head as her mouth was filled with her master's finger. James Miller smirked, he looked a little scary as his passion was rising, Becky shuddered in horror."Isn't it time to try the white room?" he whispered right in Becky's ear who immediately glared in fear, but no matter how scared she was, she wouldn't dare to deny it because of the punishment she was about to receive would probably be much worse than what he had planned in his head.James Miller took his index finger out of her mouth and then moved it to her hair, he grabbed her hair until she looked up with her face looking up at him.Becky grimaced, feeling the sting of James Miller's hand on her long hair but she still restrained herself from saying anything.Watchin
James Miller took another long rope and tied it around the pole and Becky's neck. Every time he pulled the rope to one side, she would suffocate, and when he loosened it, she would feel relieved. After being sure of the bond he made, he knelt before Becky who had been too shocked to speak.One of his hands held the rope, while the other hand opened her thighs widely. He looked up at her eyes before finally burying his face deep there making Becky sigh loudly because she wasn't ready for the attack.As she sighed louder at the pleasure she was feeling, James tugged at the rope that made her choke. Seeing Becky's panicked face she felt very aroused. He loosened the rope and then buried his face in between her legs again.His tongue shrewdly played with it wildly, and when once again Becky sighed loudly he tugged at the rope around her neck making her suffocate and helpless."Mr. Miller…” she said trying to say something but she was struggling because of the choking feeling that made her
The sun shone through the windows, waking Becky who was still fast asleep. She narrowed her eyes, suddenly startled when she realized that it was morning already. She pushed herself out of bed and winced as she felt pain run through her body. She glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand next to her, the dark blue light showing 9:00 am.With all her might she got up, wrapped herself in a blanket, and walked limply to the bathroom. In front of the bathroom mirror, she looked at her reflection which was full of bruises, and could only breathe heavily because for a while there was nothing she could do to deal with the problem.She opened the bathtub faucet and filled it with warm water, she sprinkled Himalayan salt and a few drops of lavender essential oil to relieve the pain. At that time it seemed that she would not care if James Miller shouted at her, her body needed a little relaxation and if her master still had instincts as a human he should understand how badly she needed res
"Are you thinking about something?" asked James Miller casually.Becky immediately stuttered,"No, Mr. Miller," she said, cutting up the salmon and stuffing it into her mouth. She closed her eyes, enjoying food when hungry would indeed make the food taste a hundred times more delicious than it should be. She glanced at James's plate and was surprised to find the plate was empty, he even ate the garnish she put on the side of the plate.In a quite conducive atmosphere, suddenly James's cell phone rang loudly. He glanced at the name that appeared on the screen briefly and then pressed the green button."James Miller!" he snapped coldly.Becky tried to overhear but she couldn't hear the caller at all. James's face hardened, but he still didn't say anything which made Becky even more curious.Before long, James put down his cell phone while looking deeply at Becky.“Do you know a woman named Amalia Bianchi?”Becky struggled to swallow the potato in her mouth before replying, “No I don't,
Too Much To DigestAfter Becky finished cleaning the kitchen, James Miller appeared in a different outfit. Becky couldn't deny that James Miller never failed with anything he wore. He always looked very handsome and confident."You can walk out of this room if you want," said James Miller as he adjusted his watch, the scent of his perfume making Becky's heart skip a beat."Thank you, Mr. Miller," she said less enthusiastically.James was silent for a moment, looking at Becky as if he wanted to say something but he couldn't open his mouth. Finally, he chose to walk away quickly out of the room leaving Becky who was just silent while squeezing the napkin in her hand.Seconds later she peered through the small hole in the door, watching James walk on the corridor floor.After she was sure that she was alone in that room, she walked briskly to James Miller's bedroom, the only room she had never been in.She held the door handle made of steel and tried to open it but the door was locked ti
Becky was walking alone on the path leading to the pavilion she had once occupied when she first came into that mansion. Her thoughts were fixed on Timothy's words. Not about Timothy's feelings for her, but about other things. He said that James Miller would not kill her father even if she ran away from him. Should she believe those words?She stopped in front of the pavilion when she saw a rabbit busy eating carrots placed on a rock. She crouched down and stroked the white rabbit gently. Her mind suddenly wondered about the reason why James Miller was so obsessed with the white color. The white room, the completely white mansion, the white rabbit, and even all the clothes she had to wear were all white too."Miss Beckett!"Suddenly someone shouted for her, she turned around and found one of the bodyguards walking quickly towards her."Mr. Miller asked you to pack," he said after he got close enough to her.“Pack?” she frowned in confusion, didn't James Miller say he was going without
"He just, he confessed that he's in love with me..."James Miller looked surprised but he tried so hard to control himself. He rose his eyebrow, "You feel the same?" he asked."No! I have someone that I think I fell in love with..." she stuttered and her palm all cold sweat. "Who?" asked James sharply. Becky gulped, "It's you..."Becky thought James Miller would curse her or maybe tell her that he also had the same feelings, but he didn't say anything. He got up from his chair and moved to another seat. His face was flat and cold as if her declaration of love wasn't something he wanted to hear.There was a burning feeling in her chest, a heartache that she couldn't understand. Was she felt disappointed because he didn't feel the same way?She took a deep breath, she was one hundred percent sure that she had completely lost her mind. Maybe that happened because he was good at keeping her satisfied in bed. See! Even just thinking about that could make her panties wet. She was a slut! Ti
Becky's question was left unanswered. That day James took her back to LA, which confused her, he asked him, but again her question remained unanswered. They landed safely at LAX and continued to James' mansion, which gave Becky a goosebump when she looked at it, recalling the chaotic day when that tragedy happened."Okay, that's enough!" Becky stopped her step and snatched away James' hand, which was holding her wrist. "Can you at least tell me what's going on here? Why are you flying to LA when our wedding is just days away?" she raved, her chest heaving. "I know it's a fake wedding, but I don't like that you changed the plan without my approval. I mean, am I that insignificant to you?"James stopped. He exhaled long and then turned around at her."Those media attention is the last thing I wanted to get right now. I'm canceling the wedding at the Plaza. We're moving here," he said firmly.Becky gulped, "So I'm going to stay here until you don't need me anymore?" she muttered, staring
"Can you please leave me alone? I need time..." said Becky without looking at him. James nodded. He walked away from her and stopped right at the door."Everything will be fine. You don't have to worry," he said, staring at the back of her head with a warm gaze. Becky didn't say anything. She buried her face between her knees, sobbing. She didn't know that James was standing still behind the door, confused about how he could help her go through that situation.After he left, she dared herself to activate her cell phone. Since she was not famous, people might not be interested in her story. She shouldn't be over-worried, should she?So she swiped the screen, opened her social media, and was shocked. There were so many people putting harsh comments on every picture she uploaded.'She's marrying James Miller just to satisfy her shopping habit. She does not feel guilty after what her father has done to him! Such a bitch!''I bet she's not that pretty in real life.And many other nasty com
"Are you kidding me? Why would you come with us?" asked Becky, who finally canceled to go to dinner with Alan. James shrugged, "I just wanted to join in,?" he said lightly. "Oh really?!" she rolled her eyes, then turned her face toward the window again. They were in the car, just out of The Plaza area."Where are we going?" she asked nonchalantly."Home," he said."Okay, drive me to my apartment. I really need some me time," she said bluntly."No, we're going back to my penthouse," he said undeniably."Excuse me? We're not married yet! We don't have to live together! I want to go back to my apartment!" raved Becky, she didn't know why but she felt like staying in her apartment alone to clear her head from all those sudden things that happened to her.James pulled the car over,"Look, I don't have time to fight! The wedding is only days away! You think it's easy to arrange a sudden wedding?!" he said annoyedly."I never wanted a fight. It's you who always started it! It's difficult for
Feeling better, she rushed to wash in the bathroom and got dressed. There were far more critical things to consider, like how she would announce her sudden wedding plans to the public. They must have been shocked, especially her siblings. But things might be more difficult if they discovered that James hadn't returned his memories.Let's say the marriage happened, at last, then temporary happiness will soon be created, and years later, all will end sadly because of a divorce that was supposed to happen. She took a deep breath, feeling guilty that her father's sins had resulted in her getting involved in a fake marriage to someone who should be her husband and who loved her the most.Thirty minutes later, she was ready with a knee-length casual dress in brick red. She let her long hair down. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks would turn red with embarrassment whenever she remembered what she had done with James earlier. Suddenly she could hear someone knock on the door."Y
With an annoyed face, Becky returned to James's penthouse. She still couldn't accept the trap she had set. If she had known from the start that her shopping expenses would be deducted from her own money she would not have spent that much!"Follow me," he said, climbing the stairs to the second floor."We're not going to sleep together, aren't we?" said her curiously. He snorted in laughter, "What did you just say? Do you think I'm willing to sleep with you? You may still be unable to forget what happened to us back then but trust me. I don't remember any of that. I even forgot how you tasted!"Becky didn't reply. However, she lost her virginity to him, which bothered her quite a bit. She stepped ahead of James with a shopping bag in her hand. James looked at her back. He understood what was happening in her head but wasn't lying when he said he didn't remember anything about her."I forgot which one is my room?" asked Becky when they were on the second floor, she looked around the ro
Becky grimaced. She looked at James with an annoyed look. "We accidentally bumped into each other. How about you? What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to sound cheerful. James looked at her and Richard alternately, "Accidentally bumped into each other? What is that supposed to mean?" he muttered with a raised eyebrow.Richard cleared his throat softly, "I'd better get back to the office, Becky thanks for your time!" he said as he rose to his feet, nodded once to James, and then hurriedly left them. He knew something terrible might going to happen."Are you following me?!" Becky said, her eyes squinting at James suspiciously. He chuckled, "Following you? Do you think I don't have anything else to do? Why would I follow you?! I wanted to pick up something I left in Michael's office, and I accidentally saw you with that annoying guy!""That annoying guy you said? You don't even know him! How can you call him like that? You're even a thousand times more annoying than him! I mean th
"Um, Richard, nice to meet you. I have to go now!" said Becky, shaking Richard's hand awkwardly."Let's go this way!" said Michael West, leading James and Becky to his office. "Bye!" said Richard, smiling warmly before Becky disappeared from the hallway."What? You like him?" muttered James coldly."Haha, so funny!" replied Becky with a sarcastic tone."Remember you are someone's future wife, don't flirt with other men or...""Or what?" she challenged him."Or you'll get the consequences," hissed James in a serious tone that made Becky shudder in horror, remembering the torture she once got from him.While Becky was busy with her thoughts, James suddenly pulled her hand away."Are you going to keep thinking about that guy, or are you going to focus on settling my life back?" he whispered in her ear.Becky sneered, she looked up at James, but she didn't say anything. It sucks! A relationship with someone who didn't love her back hurt her so much! She couldn't imagine living years with
Too ShockedThey stared at each other in silence, then the images of what they did a long time ago swirled in Becky's head as James buried his face between her thighs. She could remember everything clearly, all his sighs, touch, kisses..."Rebecca?!""Hey, Rebecca Beckett!" James waved his hand in front of her face and brought her to her senses. She hurriedly pulled herself away from him and cleared her throat nervously."Are you thinking something dirty? Why is your face red like that?" he teased with laughter.Becky's face turned even redder, "You're so annoying!" she snapped, stomping her feet and then walking fast, leaving the kitchen. James held back his laugh and followed her behind. They stood next to each other without speaking. Becky kept cursing herself for being unable to forget everything that had happened. She even felt something warm between her thighs. Gosh! What a shame!"Rebecca, wait!" yelled James running after her. "Arrgh!" suddenly, he stopped, holding his head in
"I know, you don't need to remind me," said Becky curtly. She turned her face to the window, secretly smiling because she missed James so much. It's just that she didn't want to show her longing for him. One-sided love was tough...James's penthouse was on the 100th floor of a luxury apartment building in Manhattan, New York.A driver opened the car door for her while James waited impatiently beside her. "This way," the bodyguard said, showing her the way to the private elevator that would take them to the 100th floor.She didn't say anything at all and was still trying to digest it all. She tried to fix her life and focus on her siblings, but James's appearance changed everything. She didn't know what would happen after that...James scanned his eyes at a small box located near the entrance. Soon after, the door was wide open. "Come on," he said as he stepped back and invited Becky to enter first."How did you know about that? I mean, how do you know how to enter this room?" she aske