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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICITLY DESCRIBED SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. PLEASE, DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY SUCH.“What are you going to do?” I ask Roman in a very small voice. “Come here, princess.” Roman says holding his hand out to me. I look from his hand back to his face and back again, moving robotically towards him. When I'm alone in my apartment later, I will dissect my actions and come up with plausible reasons why in this moment rather than moving away from him I'm moving towards him. The drive down here had been filled with thick silence. I hadn't dared to say a word to him due to my fear and nervousness. When he took a wrong turn away from my apartment, I told him so but he barely responded with a ‘I'm not taking you home.’ Roman pulls me across the threshold of his very amazing lounge area and into a very spacious bedroom. “Take off your clothes.” Roman says in a very calm tone. I hold on to the frilly dress, very grateful for all the extra unnecessary fab
“Be good, princess.” Roman says to me before leaning over the centre console to plant a kiss on my cheek. I do not wait for any orders as I quickly step out of the car and run up the stairs leading to the dilapidated building I called an apartment. I turn back for a second, finding Roman's car parked in the exact same spot. After we had showered, he got a call from his secretary, apparently something serious went down at the company and he had to leave the state as soon as possible. He had told me he would be away for a few days and I had never been happier. He looked at me like he expected me to be sad or something. Heck, he could go away forever and I wouldn't feel a thing. Well…… maybe I would but just a little. I rush up the stairs leading to my apartment, with my mind on how I'm going to dissuade Roman from his intentions of ensuring we get married. I take out a spare key I usually keep under the welcome rug just in front of my door and I use it to open my door. Ashley star
“What are you talking about, I'm not owing you any money at all.” I say to Roman trying to think of a time when I had needed money from him. Could it have been those two years I can't seem to remember anything about? One of Roman's goons at his indication steps forward and hands me a brown-colored file. I stare at the file in his hands for some time before finally taking it from him. “You might want to sit down for that.” Roman says in a mocking tone. I glare at him before sitting down on the single chair closest to me. I flip open the file and read the heading which says, “Accrued Medical bills.” I frown as I read the figures which must be obviously exaggerated. Just for an upgrade in room costs fifteen thousand dollars per week. The drugs and everything including the extremely comfortable bed as well as the extra services of the nurses and doctor cost more than half a million. I feel my eyes fill with tears and I feel lightheaded at the same time. How the hell am I going to pa
“Get in the car, Aella.” Roman says, staring at me through the window. I bite my words and pride, pulling open the passenger seat door, and settling into the seat without sparing Roman a glance. When I finally summon up the courage to take a look at Roman, I see him smirking at me and I almost pull my hair in anger. I stare out the window, choosing to ignore Roman's presence beside me. “Where are we going?” I ask Roman, my curiosity getting the best of me. “You will see.” Roman says before turning his attention back to his laptop which he had placed in front of him. For the remainder of the drive, I listen to Roman drone on and on to his subordinates who he was on a video call with. I was kinda glad I wasn't forced to have any kind of conversation with him. I stare at the passing scenery before me, gasping lightly when we enter into what seems to be a gated estate. The houses here were totally magnificent. They looked beautiful in the sunset. We stop in front of a mansion whic
I stumble back into my room, wondering why I had not resisted the urge to find out what was behind the locked door. Roman keeps stalking toward me and with no sense of direction, I fall to the ground, only managing to get on my knees before Roman stops in front of me. Roman looks at me with a self assured smirk adorning his face, cradling my head in his palms he says, “I must say, princess, I love you on your knees before me." I try to scramble away but Roman refuses to let me go, he tightens his fist around my hair, pulling me into him until I'm eye level with his growing bulge. “Let me go, Roman.” I seethe. “Beg me, princess. Make it believable.” Roman says with a sharklike grin that turns my insides into a quivering mess. Not willing to spend another minute on this damn floor and after realising that no matter how hard I struggle, I would not be able to break free from his grasp, I give into his wishes. “Please. Let. Me. Go.” I say angrily through clenched jaw. “Try again, p
“What am I supposed to do with all this time on my hands?” I ask through clenched teeth. “Sit there and look pretty.” Roman says, sipping casually from the glass in front of him.“You can always allow me to go back to my work.” I say to Roman, choosing to ignore his sentence and altogether hopeful for a positive response. “About that…… I took the liberty to resign on your behalf.” Roman says, shrugging nonchalantly. “You did what?” I scream at him, standing up so fast I knock down the chair I had been sitting on to the ground. “Stop screaming, princess, it will do you no good.” Roman says in a stern tone. “The hell it will. I refuse to stand by and watch you take control of my life, I'm also a person, I have rights as much as the next person.” I sat angrily, swiping away all the plates and spoons that were on the table in front of me to the floor in anger. I could still hear the breaking of the ceramic plates and cups even after everything lay still on the floor. When a maid ste
The lady whirls around, looking a little bit stunned when she sees me. “Hi, I'm Georgia.” I look at her outstretched hands for a minute before taking it in mine, “I'm Aella.” I say, finally enclosing her hand with mine. “I know this is too soon, but I'm hoping we can spend some more time together, I've missed you.” Georgia says, smiling brightly. “Do I know you?” I ask, not concerned that I might sound a bit rude. Georgia looks at Roman for guidance, probably confused by my question. “I told you not to overwhelm her. She can get to know you later.” Roman says. “Do we know each other?” I ask, interrupting their little chat. “Yeah, we did.” Georgia says, not offering any explanation. I guess she has also been warned against divulging any information on my past. “Hope you had a good day, princess.” Roman asks in an annoyingly inquisitive tone. I glare at him, refusing to humor him or get myself more worked up. On seeing that I was not going to offer any response, Roman leaves me
“Don't get your panties in a twist, princess. We will just be sleeping.” Roman says, cutting into his steak. “If that is all you want, why can't you do it alone?” I ask a little concerned at the innocent statement. Was this a joke? “I want you where I can feel you, Princess.” Roman says, giving me an intense look. “If that's all there is to it, then I agree.” I say, nodding my head solemnly. Roman gives me a smile that has me reconsidering my decision. But anyway, a deal is a deal. I eat my food, excited that at least I will get to work and not go out of my mind with boredom being stuck in this house. When we are both done, I head up the stairs and into my room. I intend to freshen up first before going into Roman's room. I open my bag that contains all my toiletries, and I take out all my essentials and head into the adjoining bathroom. However, when I step into the bathroom, I see the erotic sight, which is Roman in the shower stall. I never knew the shampooing of one's ha