Ariana's POV
"Who sent you to sabotage my show?" Dylan Sabastine's voice sent a chill down my spine, he was not a man anyone could mess with, I stared into his eyes pleadingly, he's the only one that could get me out of here right now, I was surprised when the police had told me this morning that someone was here to see me and was more shocked when I saw his tall frame waiting for me, "I didn't mean to, you have to believe me" I begged, my heart pounding painfully in my chest, I don't wish to spend another night in this cold cell, he stared at me in disbelief, "what would I gain by sabotaging your show?" I suddenly asked him and he raised a derisive brow, "you tell me, how much were you paid?" I was dismayed by his question and felt like hitting my head against the wall, maybe this is my fate, to rot in this cell."I wasn't paid any money as I wasn't sent by anyone" I retorted but the expression on his face didn't change, "you were working alone then" he spoke as if concluding it in his mind."I've told you, you were mistaken, it was all mixed up""Do you know how much you've cost me? How do you plan to compensate for that?"I opened my mouth to answer to no words seems to come out as I was lost for what to say, I was desperate to leave this place, I was really scared of going back there, I have to come up with something, perhaps I could work for him, I could do anything for him if only he could let me go, he raised a brow at my silence, "Cat got your tongue?" His tone was derisive and I flinched, he turned his back to me as if to walk away, no, I can't just let him leave, he has to get me out of here, instinctively, I grabbed his jacket, "please, don't leave me here, I would do anything you ask of, just get me out of here" I know I sounded desperate but I couldn't help it, it was exactly how I was feeling, he paused, turning slowly to face me, "anything you say?" His words held a double meaning and I took two steps backward, I licked my already patched lips, I hadn't had anything to eat nor drink since I was brought here, the police have blatantly refused, I knew they were punishing me on purpose, I suddenly felt the strength drained out of me, I was tired and hungry, I held his gaze as I nodded, "anything" I whispered making my decision, it would be better than this cold dark cell."You'll be my slave, you'll serve me whenever and however I need your service" his tone was sardonic as he arch a brow waiting for my reply, my heart skipped once, twice, "s...s...slave?" I managed to stammer out, "either that or you'll rot in here until you pay for the damage you've cost me" I couldn't answer him as I was lost for words, slave, to be a slave to this horrible man, he could snap my neck any second, I shivered even though I wasn't cold"I see you're having a difficult time making a decision" he turned to leave and I rushed to say, "I'll do it"He gazed at me as if he never expected that I would agree to his request, "what did you say?""I...I...I said that I'll do it, I'll be your slave, I'll serve you as long as I want"He stared at me for a moment before nodding once and standing up, he spoke to the officers while I closed my eyes in exhaustion, leaning my head against the chair that I was sitting, soon he appeared and I opened my eyes as a shadow fell on me, "let's go""What?" I gazed at him, not believing my ears, without another word to me, he walked away, I quickly jumped up from where I was sitting and rushed after him, freedom, I am free at last. What an irony, I thought. I am back from freedom into slavery" I sighed as I quickly followed him out.Author's POV
Myla watched as Dylan came out of the police station, her eyes narrowed when she noticed Ariana following close behind, there was just something about this lady that she doesn't find comfortable, why would Dylan let her off the hook so easily, he never forgive anyone who crosses his path, he had even chased her out of his office the other day but here he was bringing out this lady from her cell, what's going on? Does he have a soft spot for her? She shook her head vehemently in refusal, Dylan only had a soft spot for one person and that was her, he was her mate and although she had broken the mate bond years ago, she would rekindle it, she would bring back his affection for her, surely, she would still have a place in his heart, even if she doesn't, she would crawl her way back in and no one would stand in the way of her plan, if anyone does, she would have no choice than to remove that person from the picture.Ariana reached Dylan's home and her mouth hung agape, his house was massive and she wondered just how many people live in it, he opened the door and they were greeted by an elderly woman, "she's my slave, coach her very well" he said brusquely before walking off. The elderly woman turned to Ariana and smiled warmly, "Hello, I'm Greta the housekeeper"
Ariana's tension eased a bit when she saw her warm smile, "I'm Ariana""I'll show you to your room so that you can freshen up and have some rest" Ariana walked with the housekeeper towards her room, her eyes rounded when she saw her room, it was huge, more like a princess room and looked nothing at all like where a slave would stay, "I hope you like it," Greta said, "are you kidding? I've never seen something like this" Ariana entered inside with caution, the floor was made of Mable and shiny, for a moment she was scared her legs will dirty it, she ran her palms across the bed, it was soft, she turned to Greta, her eyes doubtful, "are you sure this is my room?" It was too good to be true that she would have such a big and beautiful room, Greta's brow furrowed in confusion at her question, "yes it is, is there anything lacking?" "No, not at all" Ariana rushed to reassure her, "it's just that it's too beautiful to belong to a slave"Greta smiled with relief, "freshen up and have some rest" she said simply as she turned to leave, Ariana quickly stopped her, "I have something to ask you?" Greta turned and waited in silence, "I just wanted to know what it is like being Dylan Sabastine's slave" she averted her eyes as she await an answer, her heart pounding and her body tensed, Greta looked at her with something akin to pity, "being his slave because you offended him is the worst thing that can happen to anyone, Dylan Sabastine does not spare an offender"Her reply sent an icy chill down Ariana's spine and she wondered what deal she had made with the devil.Ariana groaned as a knock sounded on her door, it seemed like she just closed her eyes to sleep, she wasn't ready to leave her soft fluffy bed just yet, "Ariana, please wake up, it's dawn already" she heard the housekeeper called in her sleep and she rolled on the bed, stretching as her eyes slowly opened, "dawn? How could it be dawn so fast?" She slowly got up and walked to the door, rubbing her eyes and trying to clear the sleep from her eyes, she slowly opened the door and met Greta standing there looking displeased, "master has sent for you" Ariana's eyes widened at that statement, the remnant of sleep flying off from her eyes, "what....but...why...?" She stammered and Greta looked at her as if she suddenly has two horns, "you're his slave, he can send for you anytime"
Ariana was in a panic, her heart raced frantically, "what does he want from me so early? What does he want from me? She chanted the question repeatedly in her head, Greta gazed at her in pity, "calm down, he doesn't bite""Doesn't bite, hell, he's the devil himself who wants his pounds of flesh by making her his slave and he doesn't bite? What an irony" Ariana tried to steady her nerves as she asked for directions in a shaky voice.She slowly walked to the room, following Greta's directions, her palms were sweaty and she repeatedly cleaned them on her Jean, she stopped by the door and took two even deep breaths before knocking softly.Dylan's POVA sweet tantalizing smell suddenly hits my nostrils making my wolf awakened just before I heard a soft knock on my door, "come in" I growled and she slowly opened the door and peered in softly,the words "Mate,Mate" suddenly roared in my brain and I could feel the fur of my wolf on my skin, I was shocked at my sudden reaction to her as I tried to rein in the sudden forceful feelings, I had sworn off falling for anyone when I got rejected by Myla, I am the master of my own feelings and no one can ever make me fall in love, I shut off the chanting of Mate in my head as I gazed her her, feeling agitated, she twisted her hands nervous and refused to look me in the eyes, "you must bow whenever you see me" I growled at her trying to unleash my anger on her, she immediately did as I've ordered and I sneered, "now, get me my breakfast and be fast about it""Alright" she answered as she made to leave, in a flash, I had her pinned to the wall, "you'll answer, yes my Lor
Author's POVAriana walked into the fashion bureau with Dylan, she cringed at the whispers and stares she got and felt like the ground should open and swallow her up, with heads bowed, she followed Dylan straight to his office with heads bowed but he suddenly stopped by the door and she bumped into him, she heard him hissed in anger before turning suddenly to face her, his eyes flashing fire, "will you for a moment not be clumsy?" He hissed and she cowered, "I...I'm sorry" she stuttered and he gritted his teeth, "can't you say a word without stuttering?" Heads still bowed, she kept quiet, she doesn't understand why he was being so angry with her today, without another word, he went in and she meekly followed and watched as he sat behind his desk. "It's time for my coffee" he stared at her straight in the eyes and she quickly averted hers, he had told her never to stare at him in the eyes, he frowned when she made no move to go get his coffee, "is something wrong?" Her eye
Ariana's POVI have been in the dressing room for what seemed like decades before I heard footsteps, I quickly got up from my sitting position and ran to the door in an attempt to pound on it for help but to my amazement, I twisted the handle and it suddenly opened revealing Dylan's angry face, "so you came here to hide to avoid your work" he yelled, my heart raced as I stared at him, trying to explain myself, "no, no, I would never do that, I was locked in, I pounded on the door but it seemed like no one was nearby"He raised his brow in disbelief, "let's say I want to believe you, what are you doing here in the first place?" I quickly remembered the file he had sent me to get, I quickly rushed to where I left it and brought it to him, "here is your file, I came to get it for you as instructed" his eyes darkened and there was that glow again in it whenever he's really angry, I took a step backward as he walked towards me menacingly, "And what am I supposed to do with th
Dylan's POVI paced my room in anger, I couldn't explain what had just happened, one minute it was Myla's face that I was seeing and the next minute I was inside Ariana, the feel of her supple flesh zapped through my memory and I growled at the image, I walked out and went into the woods, pulling my clothes, I let my wolf out, I could feel it's claws and furs as it took over, it jumped out happily and howled, it's sense of smell heightened by the change, he caught a whiff of something, more like a faint smell of witch but it was gone before he could be sure about it. it took off, a predator preying the woods, it was dawn before Icame back to where I had kept my clothes, changing back into human form, I quickly wore it and walked inside, I passed through Ariana's door and paused, I knew she had cried all night, I suddenly felt like apologizing for what happened but what was the use, it wasn't gonna change anything, "mark her, make her yours" I heard my wolf say
Ariana's POVIt's been a week since that incident, a week since I've set my eyes on Dylan, he's probably avoiding me but I don't care a bit, in fact, I am grateful for that because I don't think I wanna see him either. I was in my room pondering on my role as his slave after that last incident when the door burst open to reveal Dylan's angry face, "oh! he's always angry" I thought to myself and he growled making me wonder if he has heard my thoughts, I stared at him with a feeling of indifference, "why ain't you dressed, get your ass down to the office today" he snapped and I was suddenly filled with indignation but held myself from giving him a befitting reply, I simply rolled my eyes at him and saw his eyes narrowed, "don't test my patience" he whispered fiercely, I stood there looking at him, hoping he'll get the hint and move away for me to get dressed, "so? What the hell are you still waiting for?" He thundered as his face darkened, "I would have gotten dressed if you'd al
Ariana's POVI didn't stop running until I reached the dressing room and firmly shut the door behind me, I took a deep even breathe and wiped my eyes with the back of my hands, my eyes quickly scanned the room and I felt relieved that it was empty, I needed this time alone, I let my knees fold as I dropped to the floor and placed my head between my knees and allowed the tears to flow, this life is just so unfair and I was feeling tired of it already, no one love me neither do any care for me, I'm all alone, I wish I had someone I can talk to but I wasn't supposed to be alone, I have a father and a sister but their ill-treatment of me, while I was staying with them, made my stomach churn, I wish Sam could show me at least a little bit of love, a little bit of support but neither she nor my dad had even shown concern when I was taken in as a slave by Dylan. Dylan, he has treated me with as much contempt as he could ever since the incident of him laying with me, I was supposed to
Ariana's POVOne minute I was standing on the road, waiting for the truck to hit me and end my miserable life, and the next minute I was in my angry master's arms, where did he come from, and how had he managed to move that fast? Why did he save me? I just wanted to die, what would he matter to him if I'm dead anyway."You should be happy he saved you, he doesn't bother himself with other people, let alone a common slave" I glanced up to see a brunette with large brown eyes staring at me, she was dressed in a red gown with Sillitoe's, she looked classy enough. I had noticed her earlier with Dylan and wondered who she could be, she must have read my thoughts because she suddenly smiled, crossing her arms across her chest, "I'm Myla, Dylan's girlfriend" she stood looking at me as if waiting for a response or reaction from me, her eyes narrowed as she glared at me, "don't you ever play such cheap pranks ever again to get his attention with that she stomps off leaving he
Dylan's POVMy wolf sense kicked in when the car went nose dive down the cliff, I could hear the rushing of water beneath us and knew we were about to plunge into the water very soon, that gave me some measure of relief, there's a chance of us surviving. I wasn't afraid of dying but for some reason I don't want any harm to come to Ariana, ironic that I had saved her from death earlier only to see another death threat facing her, I shook off the thought, I would die before I let anything happen to her, I frowned at the fierceness of my vow, what was wrong with me? I'll have time to analyze that later, for now, I have to get her to safety. I turned to her, her gaze was horror-filled and she was chanting some words, when I turned to hear what she was saying, I was stunned to hear her chanting " I don't wanna die..." I almost laughed out loud despite our horrible situation, how ironic that earlier she had wanted to kill herself and I saved her,now she was chanting I don't wanna die w