Chapter 19
I stood in a five-star hotel room, feeling immensely out of place in the luxurious surroundings.
It’s surprising how much power and money can get you because the moment I accepted his deal, I was released, and became a free woman.
I could not afford to rot in that cell any second, who knows what Vivian might do to my mother once she hears of my arrest, because then I’ll be out of her reach.
I know I should probably be home now, and Vivian was not going to take my absence lightly—but I could deal with Vivian barely, like I had been doing for years.
And as for Ethan, him I could not handle.
I cannot afford to make him angry or go back on my words by denying his requests for my body.
I signed the contract immediately the cuffs were unclasped from my wrist.
He already had them drawn earlier, and they stated that ‘my body belonged to him, whenever he wanted, and however he wanted, till he was tired of me.’
He drove me out of the prison to this hotel after I was set free, and locked me in his hotel room.
I had been sitting on the clean white bed, in the clothes I wore to work since morning.
I did not need to be told how I looked after being dragged to prison and locked up all day.
I probably had a prison stench on me, along with the tangled nest on my hair, now sitting on this bed, made me realise that I was not cut for this life one bit.
The door opened, and I watched Ethan walk in.
His suit jacket was already dumped somewhere in the room.
He rolled his sleeves up sexily, while his eyes fixed on me, roaming round my body with heat.
I could not help but wonder what he ever saw in me, I barely even looked feminine enough to catch the attention of a man like him.
I was five feet five for starters, but that was considered short when standing close to a man like Ethan who was six four, or his beautiful slender fiancée who looked like a Victoria secret model.
I had normal pale blue eyes, with a nose crooked from all the beatings I had received from Vivian, along with being bullied in high school by Natasha and her friends, my once elegant nose, forever bore a slight crook.
My chest and curves were at least the only good thing I inherited from my mom, she was shaped like an Aphrodite, and I was lucky to at least inherit a minor portion of that figure.
My boobs weren’t so large, but at least big enough to be called a handful, and my ass, they were large, round and softly sculpted.
At least I thought so.
But my curves barely showed now, because malnutrition had gotten to me.
I barely ate any longer, Vivian felt that was the best punishment to give to me, seeing I was too stubborn, so starvation was the only way to handle me.
Fucking bitch, she was right though, because I was dying of hunger constantly, and I could not afford to feed myself from my salary, else I won’t be able to cover my mother’s minor expenses.
Treating brain cancer was not cheap, and the money Vivian paid to the hospital did not cover all that was needed, luckily I got myself a good job that pays well—yet unluckily, it was not still enough to feed me.
I was not beautiful, that always knew.
I had been called ugly for a long time, it almost seemed like a mantra to me now.
And the way he stared at me right now—like I was the only one he could see.
That made me feel like I was the sexiest woman in the world.
“Do I not pay you enough?” His deep voice came, cutting off my thoughts.
I turned to face him in shock and confusion. “Huh?”
“Does my company not pay you enough Leah.
What did you need it for?
What was so important that you had to steal from me?” He asked, sounding louder and clearer this time, while stepping towards me till he was just a foot away from the bed.
“I said it before, and I’ll say it again.
I did not steal the money, I was framed,” My voice shook at the end. I was drained at everything at this point.
Exhausted from repeating the same phrase over and over again but still not having one person that trusted my words.
His dark eyes pierced mine, watching and not blinking at my words, but he said nothing, and did nothing but look, making me nervous under his gaze.
“You remember my rules from our first night?” He asked, closing the small distance that was left between us earlier.
His hands came to wrap around my jaw, holding it in place, as he locked eyes with mine, his gaze burning hot on my flesh.
He squeezed on it lightly, parting my lips.
His thumb grazed around the soft skin of it, making me gasp.
His eyes darkened at the noise as his grip tightened.
My small pink tongue darted out, licking the salty taste of my lips and his eyes flared at my actions.
“Yes sir,” I answered, feeling my thighs growing slick with my arousal.
Chapter 20
“Take those clothes off. Lie back on the bed, with your legs open for me,” He commanded, his voice alone sending sweet shivers down my body.
“Yes sir,” I whimpered. I Hastingly stripped, tossing aside my bra and panties.
I laid back on the bed, my feet planted firmly on the mattress, with my legs wide open to accommodate him.
He watched me, as I laid there.
Taking off his trousers along with the boxers beneath, I watched as his enormous dick stood erect.
The tip flaring red, he let out a low moan stroking it slowly.
My tongue darted out at his actions, and I locked my lips hungrily, wanting badly to take him inside my mouth.
He moved to the cupboard beside the bed, and he brought out ropes of different sizes, along with blind fold, and gag.
He stood over me on the bed, his hands trailing down my shoulders eliciting goosebumps on his touch, and a low cry of pleasure escaped from me.
He gripped both of my wrists, lifting them above my head, slowly.
Bounding them together with one of the ropes he secured it to the headboard of the bed.
My nipples puckered at the position I was in.
My body lifted above the bed, to rub against him, my buds so close to his mouth, just one move and then he can…
“Ahhh,” I moaned breathlessly, when he took one of my buds into his mouth.
He latched on it like a baby, sucking sharply, then he did the most unexpected thing.
He bit on the soft flesh, deep enough to draw blood.
The sharp pain triggered a groan from me, which immediately turned to loud whimpers, when he sucked on my other breast, and I panted.
He slid downward between my legs, forcing them apart before binding each one to the sides of the bed.
My body trembled with every move he made, and I stretched uncomfortably on the bed, wanting him to touch me more, needing him to give me more.
Slowly and teasing, he wrapped a blindfold around my eyes, shutting the lights out.
I could not see him or anything, but I could feel them all.
His touch on my body, and his fast breath teasing my lips.
I felt a material wrapping around my lips, like a gag, and I whimpered.
I felt his heavy breathing on my thighs, but I could not see him.
I waited for his touch to come, but it never came, instead I felt his wet tongue in my dripping cunt, as he gave me one long lick there.
My mouth opened in a loud moan, but it was shut down by the gag around them.
He continued, what he was doing as he licked me from my clitoris, down inside my pussy.
He sucked on the small opening like it was his last meal, holding me down, when I moved and shifted.
His tongue went into my womanhood, and he curled it, licking the inside.
My breathing came faster, everything felt too much.
I could hardly breathe anymore, and I wanted to scream his name badly in pleasure.
My hand ached in the restraints and I pulled against it continuously, wanting to dig my fingers into his bundles of mane hair.
I so badly wanted to push him away because the sensations he evoked in me were too much, or maybe keep him there in between my legs forever.
Tears trailed down my eyes, as small whimpers left my lips when he moved a finger inside me, stroking me gently, along with his talented tongue.
I wanted to see him so badly—the desire to see how he looked beneath me, in between my legs consumed me.
I longed to see how he watched me, knowing only him could do this to me, make me mad with pleasure.
I wanted to see his face as he sucked, I wanted to see him worshipping my body, with his tongue.
A loud scream raged down my mouth, still protected by the gag.
My body vibrated strongly, rising off the bed, in an awkward position, as my climax tore through me.
It was all too much, I could not feel or see anything except for what he was doing to me.
The sensation felt too great, and I felt like my soul left my body at that moment.
It felt like I stopped breathing on earth for a moment, rather I travelled to a different universe of bliss, as my orgasm posted out of me continuously.
I collapsed from my high—trembling and panting heavily, the sheets beneath me felt wet with my squirt.
I felt him over me, his hot breath fanning over my face.
A gasp left my lips, when I felt the huge head of his dick in my slick entrance, and he slipped inside me in one go.
I breathed through my mouth, trying to accommodate his size.
He moved slowly, till my gasp of pain dissolved then he lost himself in me taking me deep, hard and fast.
My cries of pleasure echoed through the room, as another orgasm ripped through me, this time harsher and faster than the first.
His hands came to my face, removing the blindfold, along with the gag.
And the expression I saw on his face made me cum hard, harder than I have ever cummed before.
He untied the bonds around my wrists and legs though he was still buried deep inside me.
My hands wrapped around his clothed chest as he pounded deep in me continuously.
I just realised through my gaze of pleasure, that all the times we had sex he had never taken off his shirt.
My hands came to wrap around the button of his shirt, attempting to pull them off, and he flinched.
“What do you think you are doing?”
Chapter 21
“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” He snarled, as he stopped moving inside me.
“I wanted to remove your shirt.
You always wear it, whenever we are together,” I said hesitantly, surprised by his anger.
“What I choose to wear when I’m fucking you is none of your concerns, only mine,” he voice strained with venom, his eyes flaring with rage with every word that came out of his mouth.
“Why? What's so wrong with removing your shirt?
I’m stark naked as the day I was born beneath you, so why can’t you also do so, huh?” I said but received no reply from him, except his heavy breathing, and clenched jaw—so I continued.
“It feels weird, you know. It’s not normal at all.
And it makes me feel…”
“I give no fucks about how you feel when I’m fucking you.
I don’t damn fucking care.
You mean nothing to me, so you can feel angry, degraded, or whatever you want, but know one thing—‘I don’t care.’
I paid for this, you—I paid for you.
I paid for you to give your body to me whenever I want, and not the other way around, so get that into your head.
Don’t think you have even an ounce of right to question me.
And never, I repeat never try to touch me ever again.
Do you get that into your head Leah?” He roared angrily.
His eyes blazed with violence, and you could feel his temper rising with every second I kept quiet.
“Yes sir,” I muttered.
My vision was clouded with tears.
This was the first time he called me by my name and not by a baby girl.
That alone spoke a lot about his anger.
He slipped his now limp dick out of me, and he walked to the bathroom of the hotel, shutting the door loudly with a bang as he entered. A few minutes later, the noise of water came out.
I cried slowly, hoping he would not be able to hear my sobs from where he was.
He did it again, degraded me and indirectly called me a prostitute, and that—that hurt worse than his anger.
I hadn’t meant to kill the mood, or make him angry.
It was just a curious action, I guess I got ahead of myself by his closeness.
There would never be anything good between us except sex, nothing else ever.
———
I walked into the Harnes mansion the next day.
My eyes still swollen from crying the whole night.
Ethan later came out of the bathroom last night, but he dressed up and went straight out of the hotel room, coming back only this morning where he dismissed me to go home.
“Hold that carefully.
That costs more than you can ever earn in your whole miserable life,” Vivian shouted furiously at a poor girl, who ducked her head down muttering sorry ma whike she walked away.
“What’s going on?” I asked in surprise, seeing the whole mansion decorated.
“Oh Leah.
You finally decided to grace us with your humble presence.
I was thinking you have already left your poor mother to die” Vivian said sarcastically when she sighted me.
Her eyes gazed at me with resentment as she took in my form standing beside the door.
“What do you mean by that,” I asked with fury.
She scoffed at my question.
“The hospital called home last night while you were probably whoring around.
Your mother fell into a coma, and her chemotherapy had to be stopped till she unfortunately comes around,” she said casually, her tone biting with disgust.
My eyes flared in shock and my chest pounded heavily against my heart.
“What? What do you mean she fell into a…coma?” I questioned, feeling lightheaded like a rug had just been pulled out of my feet.
“Ohhh you are worried now, aren’t you?” She mocked.
“They claimed they called you severally last night but your line was not reachable so they had to call the house line.
The doctor said that a surgery date has to be arranged for her as soon as possible, because there is no progress with the therapy.
I have already informed the hospital that I am pulling my funds out,” she said sternly.
“What do you mean you are pulling the funds Vivian?
We had a contract,” I asked angrily.
“What contract are you talking about Leah?” She said with a chuckle, making me frown in confusion.
“You should really learn to read papers well before signing.
The contract we had was that I’ll pay for her treatment only throughout her stay in the hospital excluding any potential surgery.
And as far as I am concerned, I have fulfilled the end of my deal,” she said smugly.
My hands clenched at my sides, with my fingers digging into the soft skin of my palm.
“What do you want, Vivian?” I asked in resignation, already willing to fall and play along to whatever game Vivian was currently playing.
It was my mothers life we were talking about. She might have not been the best mother, being too foolish, and falling for a man who did not give two shits about her.
Even going as far as giving her entire inheritance to him which he later handed over to his new mistress, leaving me with nothing. But she was still my mother, the woman who birthed me.
“Now you are talking Leah. You have grown so smart already,” she started, a wide smile breaking on her face.
“I have a new contract drafted, and it states ‘I will provide whatever expenses Anita Harnes—your mother might need for her surgery as long as her daughter—Leah Harnes, marries Xavier Kingsley,” she said coldly, her dark eyes piercing into mine.
“So Leah, it seems we have to push your wedding dates up, and get you married as soon as possible.
And as you can see, today apparently is your engagement ceremony.”
Chapter 22
“What?” I asked, shocked. My eyes widened like saucers as everything clicked into place.
She had already planned ahead, it seemed. She knew I would definitely agree to her demands and sign the contract as long as it was my mother’s life.
“Do you think I am lying Leah? It seems you still don't know me well after all,” she said, her lips tilting sideways in a smirk.
“Good thing I recorded the call from the hospital,” she said smugly, picking up her phone as she hit play.
The doctor's sad voice filled the room.
My heart shattered with pain as I heard him speak about my mother’s condition.
Three years ago—I just entered my twenties, young and scared for my mother’s life, and desperate for help.
When Vivian came with a way out I greedily accepted it without thinking of reading through the contract.
And today again, I still remain the same, desperate for help again, and willing to do anything to save my mother, even going as far as throwing my life away.
“Where are the papers Vivian? I’ll sign the contract,” I said hoarsely, my voice shook from pain, but I held on to my tears still not wanting Vivian to see even a drop.
“I know you’ll make the correct decision, like the last time Leah,” Vivian said, handing the document over to me, along with a pen as I signed my life away for the second time to her.
——
“Wow madam, you look so beautiful. The master's head would surely turn at the sight of you,” the make-up artist said, as she admired her work.
I wanted to scoff at her, but I held back my reaction.
I doubt I was enough to turn Xavier’s head, when he would be too busy eyes fucking Natasha, and that thought alone was enough to make me shudder.
“You look beautiful Leah. I have waited for this day my entire life,” Xavier said, his eyes shining with honesty, that made my stomach churn.
Either Xavier really had a change of heart or he was a great actor.
“Thank you,” I said with a soft smile when I remembered the additional clause Vivian added to the new contract I signed.
I made sure to read the contract very well this time, each line at a time.
It stated that I must maintain a cordial relationship with Xavier throughout the period before our marriage, making sure to appear as a lovely couple or else the contract would be deemed void and terminated.
And I could not afford for that to happen.
Xavier grinned brightly at me, his hands going to wrap around my waist making me recoil lightly at his touch.
He held on tightly and affectionately, even going as far as kissing my lips while I let out a false smile as the camera clicked severally. The lights blinded my eyes for a moment.
“Oh my, is that the young master of the Blackwood,” a feminine voice shouted, cutting Xavier’s affectionate acts towards me.
Everyone’s attention was immediately switched to the door where a tall man stood, flocked around my other men in suits and the press as cameras clicked tirelessly around him.
He walked in my engagement hall like he owned the place.
Feminine squeals erupted around the hall in his presence, along with murmurs from men till he settled completely in the hall and everywhere grew quiet.
It was like he drained the whole room of breath along with his presence, and I wondered if anyone else was feeling that way.
“The Heir of the Blackwood is even finer in person,” a female voice cut through the now quiet room.
A heated gaze burned through the skin of my face, from the podium where I stood.
My eyes swayed through the crowd, till it settled on dark green eyes, and immediately all the air was expelled from my lungs as I took him in.
Clad in a dark suit as always, his green eyes seared through mine, never straying away, not even for a moment.
He looked at me like I was the only thing he could see-—and to me, he was the only thing I could see.
He walked towards where I stood, taking more air with him, along with every movement his legs made.
“Congratulations Kingsley, you seem to have snatched yourself a real prize this time,” Ethan's deep baritone voice rang out, sending shivers down my spine.
Xavier’s hands on my waist tightened to the point of pain making me flinch, as Ethan’s eyes followed my movements, to where Xavier’s hands rested and his jaws tightened.
“Thank you Mr Blackwood.
You seem to have snagged up an equally beautiful woman too.
Who’s your date this time?” Xavier said through gritted teeth and immediately my eyes snapped to the elegantly dressed female figure beside Ethan.
And for the second time today—I flinched but not from pain this time, rather surprise and shock when I took in the face beside Ethan.
Chapter 23
Ethan let out a cold laugh at Xavier's words.
Wrapping his arms around the lady’s waist, he tugged her closer to himself.
“Jennifer Anderson, my fiancée,” he said.
The softness in his eyes when he gazed at her evoked tears in me, and I clenched my wrist, my nails dug into my palm enough to draw blood.
The pain was enough to grant me some relief and keep my tears away.
Xavier flinched at Ethan’s words, his eyes widening like saucers.
MHe immediately unwrapped his arms from my waist, stepping closer to the woman beside Ethan.
“Miss Anderson, it’s a pleasure to meet you again.
You’ve changed.
You look even more beautiful than before; I could barely recognize you.
And we received no news of your coming back to the country,” Ethan said, his voice all too eager to please the town's princess.
I watched her as she smiled shyly at his words, then looked up to Xavier as if for affirmation.
Xavier nodded at her, then she clasped her hands around Xavier’s outstretched ones.
“Thank you. Your fiancée looks even more beautiful than me,” she said, sounding very timid.
Her fingers came to tuck a loose strand of hair that kept falling on her face.
Ethan noticed her discomfort as he immediately shifted close to her, twining the strands of hair around his fingers.
“The hair packer?” He asked her, his actions looked so carefree, like he had done it countless times before.
“Ohh, there is no need to do that Ethan, people are watching,” Jennifer said reddened, her face flushed a deeper shade of red at his actions, while his wrist was still held on her hair firmly.
“I told you several times already, little one, to always keep your hair wrapped when it brings you inconvenience but you never listen,” He said, his eyes filled with care as he watched her, a frown of concern etched on his face.
“I just wanted to look a little bit more beautiful besides you, since we were attending an event.
Cara said I look even better when my hair is down, and I…”
“How many times do I have to tell you little one, I do not care how you look.
And why do you bother trying every time. You already look so beautiful.
So don’t listen to what Aunty says,” he said, cutting her off.
She stretched her hands giving him the hair packer she took from his bag, and he tied her hair into a perfect bun.
“Thank you,” she said softly in a small voice, making Ethan’s mouth tipped up in a genuine smile as he gazed at her with love.
“Wow, the heir of the Blackwood must really love his fiancée,” a voice from the crowd said, snapping me out of the trance I was in while I watched their affectionate acts.
My eyes reluctantly left them, as I struggled to keep myself from crying.
“Yes he does. They have been in love with each other since they were children.
They made an amazing couple. A fairy tale relationship,” another said, her voice brimming with love for them.
They were not wrong, they indeed made an amazing couple.
As for Jennifer, I had seen her on news and magazines several times but never in person.
I now understood why they called her the town's princess.
She looked every bit like a princess, a fragile princess at that, probably igniting one’s instinct to protect her.
From her small soft voice, to her cute yet outstandingly breathtaking facial features, she looked like an angel.
Combined with her hourglass shape wrapped in an elegantly stunning white dress—making her look like a wet dream.
She was, in one word, drop-dead gorgeous.
I don’t blame Ethan for treating her like a porcelain doll, nor for loving her when I even choose her over myself with the way she looked.
But still it did not keep the jealousy in me from raising its head.
“Miss Harnes, congratulations on your engagement, you both look lovely together,” Jennifer said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
My eyes gazed at her shy smile, as she looked at me expectantly.
“Answer her Leah, we cannot afford to make the Andersons angry,” Xavier's voice said in my ears, making me flinch in shock as his hands coiled around my waist.
I did not realize when he came back to my side.
“Thank you,” I said with a tight smile, struggling to keep a polite expression on my face, knowing I had no right to be angry at her.
Ethan was her fiancé, she had full rights on him, while I was nothing but his sex slave.
“Forgive her Miss Anderson, she is feeling overwhelmed today,” Xavier said, all too politely to Jennifer, who nodded hesitantly while looking at me with confusion.
“Come on, little one. I have someone to show you,” Ethan’s voice came through.
I watched as he encircled his arms around her waist, while she smiled up at him, as they walked away.
“I need a drink,” I muttered to Xavier, not bothering to wait for his reply before walking away.
Please Log In or Sign Up to continue reading.
Unlock all Chapters with 3$
Proceed to payment to unlock all chapters and continue reading.
Table of Contents
×1
Chapter 1
2_3
Chapter 2–3
4_8
Chapter 4_8
9_13
Chapter 9_13
14_18
Chapter 14_18
19_23
Chapter 19_23
24_28
Chapter 24_28
29_33
Chapter 29_33
34_38
Chapter 34_38
39_43
Chapter 39_43
44_48
Chapter 44_48
49_53
Chapter 49_53
54_58
Chapter 54_58
59_63
Chapter 59_63
64_68
Chapter 64_68
69_73
Chapter 69_73
74_78
Chapter 74_78
79_83
Chapter 79_83
84_88
Chapter 84_88
89_93
Chapter 89_93
94_98
Chapter 94_98
99_103
Chapter 99_103
104_108
Chapter 104_108
109_113
Chapter 109_113
114_118
Chapter 114_118
119_123
Chapter 119_123
124_128
Chapter 124_128
129_133
Chapter 129_133
134_138
Chapter 134_138
139_143
Chapter 139_143
144_148
Chapter 144_148
149_153
Chapter 149_153
154_158
Chapter 154_158
159_163
Chapter 159_163
164_168
Chapter 164_168
169_174
Chapter 169_174