My possession

Allison thought she heard him wrong

"What?"

She had expected him to say something like that but she didn't expect him to use those very words.

What does he mean by 'mine'?

"I don't like repeating myself miss brown. I said be mine. I will give you twice the money you need". he said, his face void of any emotion.

"You want me to be your girlfriend?" Maybe it wouldn't be that bad anyway. Not that she wanted to be his girlfriend, but she will agree to it without blinking if it means saving her sister.

"No! I want you to be mine!" he growled

"what do you mean by 'yours'? your wife?" She asked, staring at him in horror. Being a girlfriend was one thing, but a wife? She is not sure she can do that.

"Hell no!" she released the breath that she didn't know she was holding. "Be mine. be my possession. I want to own you". he sounded like he was loosing his patience.

"But I'm a person, not an object" 

She felt so angry. She has never been this insulted. She knows she's beautiful and very attractive and a lot of men desire her but no man has ever been like this with her before. She felt so small and angry, angry at everything, angry at the universe for letting her be so unlucky, angry at herself for being useless."

"I don't need twice the money Mr Bruce, I just need a job, the pay won't be enough but I will look for other ways". She managed to say. She felt her body vibrating in anger, her palms balled into fist. 

"You are deceiving yourself you know. Even if u try to save, you don't have the time, your sister might di..."

"Don't say it" She cut him off angrily. How could he say that so casually? Doesn't he have any sympathy? How can someone be so cruel? He's gorgeous on the outside, but his heart is made of stone. A black stone.

"I applied for a job and not to be your property". she said with gritted teeth, glowering angrily at him.

If looks could kill, Calvin would sure have been cut in a million pieces.

"Don't you want to save your sister? You don't have time miss Brown" He smirked.

"I want to save her but not this way. I wonder what you will make me do if I agree to become yours. That doesn't even sound right. You are making feel less human. I'm not an object, I'm my own person. You can't own me." she said, her voice sounding pleading even though she didn't want it to.

"My money. My way." he said.

Allison felt like crying but she isn't going to. She shouldn't let this heartless creature see in tears. She didn't want to see his merciless expression again. She didn't want to see him mock her helplessly again.

"You are a monster. How can you take advantage of People like that?"

"When you become my mine, I won't tolerate you calling me a monster". The way he confidently used the word 'when' like he is sure she will agree made her shudder.

"I will never be yours". She said firmly.

"You know where to find me when you need me" he smirked.

"Fuck you". She violently pushed his hands that were still on her shoulders and stormed out, rage brewing inside of her.

Calvin just stood there and watch her leave before walking back to his chair.

He has never been rejected by a woman before, he used to be the one rejecting them when they do not meet his standard. Allison is just so beautiful and he found her so sexy that he can't just stop himself from picturing her in his bed under him.

"Fuck" he cursed out.

This is the first time he has been rejected and by a desperate woman. She hurt his ego. What the fuck is wrong with her? She should be clinging on to him. 

He ruffled his hands through his hair and pulled it in frustration. He wanted her and he's going to get her whether she likes it or it.

He relaxed himself on his chair for a while. Then he sat up and opened his laptop. He went through it for a while before closing it again. His mind went back and forth to his encounter with that lady. Damn! She's daring. He must get her and when he does, he's going to punish her for resisting.

A knock on the door told him brought him out of his thoughts. He forgot he was conducting interviews, but he is in no mood right now to do that.

"Let my assistant take care of that." he told them from inside.

"Yes sir." the receptionist replied.

Allison got home that evening, she was tired physically and emotionally, she tried to sleep but she couldn't. Kylie's pale face would always appear in her head. She was scared. Scared that she would loose her sister if nothing is done.

Moments later, she stood up and got dressed. She picked up her fone and dialed Kenny's number. He picked up almost immediately

"Hey Ally, how did your interview go?"

"I don't want to talk about it, I'm sorry" she said apologetically. He just assumed that she didn't get the job and she was upset about it so he didn't ask any further. Allison was thankful for that.

"I'm sorry Ally, it's gonna be okay"

"Thank you. I am about going to the hospital to see Kylie, I won't be at the bar today." she informed.

"Okay, I've got everything under control"

She chuckled a little.

"I trust you"

Allison arrived at her sister's ward few minutes later.

"Is she getting any better?" she asked the doctor who was busy checking her sister's pulse.

"We are trying our best but she needs chemotherapy as soon as possible. Her health is worsening every passing day"

Allison looked at her sister, even her breath has grown weak. Allison felt her own breath hitch. 

Allison sat down silently on the chair beside her sister's bed looking at her. she sat there for what seemed like hours lost in her own thoughts. She has a chance to save her sister, she has already promised to do everything for her, she can give her own life. She stared at her sister face and her body connected to different machines and pipes. She felt her heart ache. If she can give her life, doing whatever that man wants her to do shouldn't be a big deal.

She knows that it's going to be a blow on her ego but what is her ego without her sister. She has thought of different ways of getting money but she couldn't think of any.

"It's like I have to give in to the Bastard after all."