C7 John’s pov

Her wanting tone made me stand still, unable to make a move. I guess she had a change of mind, or did she have more of her questions, which were already getting on my nerves?

“I would sign it, whatever it takes” she blurted out.

“I guess we have ourselves a deal then,” I said as I returned to the sitting room with the document. I took a seat and crossed my legs as I watched her take a pen slowly in an attempt to legalise our agreement.

“But you would have to help my mother,” she pleaded. Tears were already clouding up in her eyes, but those emotions were worthless to me.

“They were listed in the agreement in that document” I replied.

She checked to confirm and giggled when she saw it. She finally signed the document and handed it back to me.

I returned the document to its file paper and stood up from the sofa while adjusting my tie. I was about to return to my room when she grabbed my arm. “Thank you sir” she appreciated, tears already rolling down her cheeks.

I shook her grip off me and returned to my room without uttering a single word to her.

The beginning of a new dawn opened a new beginning for new business deals. I had a huge plan, and I was more than excited to use Sarah to make that plan a success.

She would be of great use in attracting nig and prominent male investors to my company, just her touch could do the trick.

I had already ordered Damina to go and bring her over to start living here. She already had a room where I had a fashion designer stack a huge amount of clothes in the wardrobe so she had no use of bringing her clothes too.

“Are you being real with me here?” Sarah screamed over the end of the phone as she called. It was only 7 a.m., so I guess she must be pissed about the fact that the driver came too early without giving her notice.

“Talk to the driver, I'll be expecting you I'm the next 30 minutes” I hung up immediately. I had a lot of business deals to close, but I had my PA attend to most of them while I waited for Sarah.

Forty minutes after the call, Damina drove into the garage with an angry little bitch who just rushed out of the car into my house. “You seriously need to learn how to respect people,” she yelled.

She had a deep frown on her face and looked pissed. “Have a seat?” I said as I took a seat on the sofa. I was not disposed of for any of her drama, so I just wanted to get Starlight to business.

“You just wear a grim face and think you can boss me around, I am not sitting down,” she said stubbornly with her arms crossed.

With just a blink, I had my bodyguard grab her and forced her ass to meet the sofa.

“The maiden would show you to your room. Everything you need is in there. You would only leave this house when I say so”. I stood up immediately after stating those rules and adjusted my suit.

“You don't own me, so I don't see why you would lock me up like I belong to you,” she said. It is such a funny coincidence because I had it all written in that agreement, but she was so fast that she had no time to read them all.

My bodyguard grabbed my briefcase and followed me to the car where he opened the door for me to get in.

“Take me to the warehouse,” I commanded my driver with a stern tone. I had business to settle there, and I guess that would be almost what I had to do for the day.

The groaning and struggling sounds of a tied-up lady greeted my ears as I walked into the warehouse. I snapped my finger and had the guards bring me a chair to sit on.

They opened the blindfold they used to cover her face, and her expression was filled with severe shock as she saw my face.

“You?..” she muttered with trembling fear as she looked at my face. One emotionless man stared right into her eyes. I bet those were what clouded her memory as she stared in severe shock.

“Yes Mrs Jones, it is your favourite man, Mr Stones” I grinned. I made sure they didn't beat her up severely, but a little pain was inflicted on her to make her feel uncomfortable, and I also made her starve for a whole day.

“I guess you are ready to let go of the land. Keeping you here won't change anything, I would keep to my words concerning the deal” I said.

“We had no deal, young man,” she spat right on my face. Now, this young lady is beginning to get on my nerves, and I am fed up.

“Hey you, give me your dagger” I ordered one of my guards. He quickly rushed to me, bearing a nicely sharpened dagger in his hand.

I was going to slice through each of her fingers, severing the tendons of each of them. “Would you love to see what my baby would do, or would you be ready to cooperate with me?” I asked with a stern look. “You have one minute to make a decision,” I added.

As I waited for her time to elapse, I displayed the glaring edges of the sharp knife to her face, making sure she was able to get a clean look at it.

Her life was in her hands, and she had two options, but either of them would leave the land in my hands. All I wanted was to make sure she had herself to blame. Finally, my waiting time was over, and it was time to take action.