Chapter # 3

"We would like you to have dinner with Sir Christian."

 One of them said, My smile faded and I remained stoic. No, no, no. My heart began to beat faster and I shook my head no. They raised their eyebrows and I asked, "Why?". "To see If we can proceed with things further or not." I swallowed hard and nodded. 

I was about to leave to tell mother about it and to get ready but they said, "Please wear this for dinner." They motioned to a beautiful black lacy frock which seems very expensive and I can only imagine to wear these dresses not to actually wear one.

 "I can't wear it," I said. "You have to." They insisted and after arguing for a few moments, I sighed in defeat and turned to see my mother looking at me. I took the dress and went to my room. 

Surprisingly, The fitting was perfect for my curves and I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked so graceful. Such alluring looks, I can't explain. I took a deep breath and walked out. I let my brown hair fall on my back and applied a little makeup. 

They smiled at me and took me with them. In the car, I suddenly realize, this can also be fake so that they take me somewhere else. I'm stupid, I shouldn't trust these guys in the first place and I am alone with them, how idiotic I can be. I bit my lip in nervousness and opened my phone. 

Since I haven't seen this Christian Elvis before, I searched through the web for him to know if I'm meeting the actual deal or not.

I looked at his pics, Oh My God, he doesn't seem like an old guy. He is pretty handsome but anyone can look beautiful in filtered and edited pictures.

Finally, after a devilishly long ride, We reach a mansion which is bigger than one of my dreams. I think it's right to call it a castle instead of a mansion. My eyes widened in awe as I looked at them. 

The car stopped at the entrance and one of them said, "He'll instruct you further." I nodded and walked out. I saw a person in a butler attire smiling at me.

 I smiled a little as he said, "Welcome, I am Samuel, the butler of this mansion. You must be Miss Sophie Skye?" He asked and I said, "Yes." Under the pressure of this overwhelming power, my voice came out like a whisper.

He nodded and said again, "Please follow me." And I followed him like a kid. We entered and my heart began to thump with nervousness. The lavishing decors. Anything here is worth more than my lifetime salary. I didn't lift my gaze because I didn't want to embarrass myself.

We reached a dining hall and my heart stopped when I saw a man with a prodigious dominating aura leaning on the wall. A feeling of being an inferior being in this presence of crushing power filled me. 

He turned and looked at me. My gaze met his exquisite raven one. His piercing gaze looked at my petite form. His eyes scanned me for a second as he walked closer. My throat dried as I couldn't produce a single sound.

He walked closer and stood in front of me, his unnatural eyes never leaving me and giving an eerie feeling of fright. 

I then noticed his other features and he is even more handsome than the pictures. Perfectly combed black hair along with a beard that matches his superior presence. He's gorgeous like an ancient Greek God, a flawless beauty. A skin which is perfectly tanned by the sun. I quickly turned my gaze away from his mesmerizing features and looked at the ground.

"Sir, She is Miss Sophie Skye." He hummed in response and Samuel left without saying a word, leaving me alone with this supreme guy. 

Our gaze met for a second and I muster some courage to produce a single sound in his highness presence,

"Good Evening, Sir." I can't possibly call him by his name. He evoked a feeling of contempt in me. 

"Come," That's all he said and I swear even his voice is heavenly. I tentatively nodded and took a seat. 

He sat on the head of the house chair as I looked away. I feel like I can't speak in his presence, not until he allows me. Being consumed by the ultimate power, I waited for him to talk and he did,

"How old are you?" He asked. My dried lips answered, "21."

"How educated are you?" He asked again. "I completed my graduation two years ago."

He just asked two questions and I can't say anything more. I hoped that he might not ask any more questions and surprisingly he didn't.

 There was a silence that was crushing me by each passing second. Soon, the food was served and his eyes were observing my every move.

I thanked God for the past six months in the hotel because I've seen people eat and learn quite a lot from it. I picked the right spoon and began to drink my soup. After being satisfied that I'm eating correctly, he began to drink his soup as well.

The dinner was silent and none of us said a single word. After dinner, I thought of breaking the silence by asking him to send me home but he spoke up first,

"I want you to know a few things before marriage," He sternly said and since I am too immersed in the ambience, I just gave him a nod.

"You won't expect love from me and will please me whenever, wherever I want." He stopped for a second and all those helpless feelings faded away as anger took over me. How dare he? If he's rich he can't use me like that. 

Becoming furious I replied, "Excuse me Sir, But I am not a whore. Kindly, Look for another girl, I'm not a sellout." I became angry and stood up to leave. I turned to leave but I heard him,

"Wait, I haven't completed myself," He said authoritatively, I swear if he said another stupid word, I'll slap him, I don't care who the hell is he but I am not a plaything. I turned and saw him standing so close to me, my breath hitched as I took a step back.

"That's the reason I want to marry you. I'll give you my name, my money and everything you desire. In return I just want two things from you." He said.

"W-What?" I shuddered in fear.

"Loyalty and Satisfaction." My heart skipped a beat as I took a step back. Fright took over me as I spoke in a vague tone, "What I-if I r-refuse?"

He smirked and took a step closer. My body became numb as dread consumed my body. The anger which induced me evaporated in an instant and was replaced by his presence that deluged me in fright.

"You can't. I'll afford all the expenses of your brother's treatment and fulfill your greatest wish; A sweet home for your mother." He said and his lips curved upwards triumphantly; leaving me speechless. How did he know about my greatest wish? 

My lips began to quiver as he took another step closer,

"I'll give you a week to think about it." He said. My trembling form lost its strength and wants to run away from this tribulation. Away from him.

"But, remember one thing, Sophie," My whole being lost its senses when he called my name. My throat dried and my energy- which was very little of left, was also deprived from me. 

He continued to walk closer and somehow some courage blessed me and I took a step back and he continued to say,

"Once this is started, You are stuck."

My body drowns in the pools of apprehension as he continued to say a sentence by each step,

"You'll be mine to claim."

"Your body, Your soul will belong to me"

"I'll never tolerate anyone who tries to think about you the way I do."

"You can never cheat on me."

He stood in front of me and I shut my eyes in terror. The fear anticipated by the fact that he can do the unimaginable to me causes me to break miserably. I felt his hot breath on my face as he said the last sentence,

"I'll give you whatever you desire and you give me what I desire."