CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

Rose felt her blood freeze absolutely. This wasn't how it became imagined to go. No! She seemed him within the eyes, however there were no emotions in them. He was alleged to beg for her touch like all of the different wealthy men did. Why turned into an exception? How turned into she going to hand him the drink now?Rose's head started pounding as fear ate up her. What if things didn't cross as she had deliberately? Rose attempted to regain her composure and transfer to action mode.

"We… should not be dashing matters," Rose compelled a smile as she positioned her hand on his arm, feeling his biceps and people's veins. "We have the complete night time to spend together," she said, her voice breaking.

She might just skip out because of the coldness this guy changed into exuding. He checked out her hand as if it had been dust, and Rose quickly withdrew it.

"permit's have a drink," she said. She elegantly walked over to the table, poured two glasses of wine, and slipped a dozing tablet into his glass omitted.Rose's heart saved drumming in her ears as she carried the glass of wine. She carefully walked toward him, praying internally not to slip and fall.

His chilling gaze wrecked her frame. She surpassed him the wine, and he eyed it earlier than taking it from her.Rose felt relieved when he took it. Now he just had to drink it, and the entirety could be solved.

Rose watched him drink half of the glass before he exceeded it lower back to her. She set the glass at the desk.She simply had to be a little affected person for 5 greater minutes. After that, he might fall asleep and would not do not forget whatever that came about the following morning.

"May you not get to the bed?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mirth rather than fast returning to normal.

Rose gulped and got on the bed, feeling his eyes on her like a dangerous predator. With the vibe she was getting, her subconscious began telling her he might want her as a sacrifice and not for sex.

Rose lay on the mattress and stared at him, awaiting his next orders, which made his eyebrows twitch. Wasn't she nice inside the club? He had heard she had serviced many men, however the female in front of him gave him the vibe of a… no way. He smiJAed. Some women preferred acting docile at first; they always wanted him to make the first flow. He rolled his eyes and walked towards her.

Rose gulped nervously as he approached. She had been mentally counting the seconds and minutes; it has been five mins now, and he needs to at least be looking tipsy. What turned into what he is going to do now? Rip her clothes off? Rose felt hot sweat roll down her back.

He walked towards her at the bed and leaned his face in the direction of hers. "Strip. I'm not going to repeat myself," he said in a low, risky tone, and Rose began stripping without advice.

Her arms shook as she removed her crop top, leaving her in her black bra. Her bum shorts came off next, and she or he felt the cold air hit her as she became left in her panties.His eyes raked over her frame, but Rose could not examine anything in those empty eyes. He barely pushed her onto the mattress, and Rose's heart raced even tougher as he hovered above her. It was ten long minutes; why wasn't the drug having any effect on him?

As Rose changed into loss in her mind, looking as distressed as ever, she became unaware that his eyes were on her, noticing the mild adjustments in her expression. He has been looking forward to her attempting to keep or contact him like all the other ladies did, but none of that has occurred to her. She even gave the look of she turned into about to cry, and it turned extraordinarily turning him on.

Rose gasped when he pinned her down; she could not flow an inch. He touched her down there, and Rose right away clasped her legs, making him frown. He had controlled to touch her down there, and it became so small he doubted air had ever entered it.

"Shit," he muttered underneath his breath, and Rose felt like she might cry at any second.

"Are you a virgin?" he asked, making Rose's throat run dry. Her eyes had already been packed with tears, and if she blinked, they may glide like a river.

"you are," he mumbled, running his fingers via his silky black hair. He left her at the mattress and started out setting on his garments.

Rose's mind turned into chaos. The whole lot had long past, definitely incorrect, and now he is going to report to her boss. Her lifestyle was complete. Rose hurriedly put on her blouse and shorts, and she sprinted out of bed.

She ran to him and stood in front of him. He turned into a good deal taller than she become.Her face was wet with tears, and it appeared the phrases were caught in her throat. If he told her boss about her virginity, it'd be over for her.

"Please… please don't tell absolutely everyone approximately this," Rose pleaded. She had in no way been this scared earlier than; she could experience her entire frame shaking.

He now wears a white blouse, black denims, and a black leather-based jacket.He checked her out with a bored expression, making Rose feel like a pest he wanted to eliminate.

"Please, I'm inclined to do something. don't tell my boss about this," Rose pleaded as greater tears fell from her eyes.He leaned closer to her and gazed into her eyes as if seeking to find all her grimy secrets.

"you'll do something, huh?" he asked, and Rose nodded gingerly.

"I'm willing to do something," Rose said.He let loose a bone-chilling smiJA, making him seem like a satan, and Rose's hands shook nervously.

"Marry me then," he deadpanned. Rose felt like her ears had malfunctioned; there has been no way what she heard became correct.

"Do you understand what that means?" he asked, raising her chin together with his finger.

"It means you will grow to be my slave," he stated coldly, and Rose's body stiffened.