C4 You dare me, you your life.

If her eyes were as if they would fall off her socket balls then, this is way out of description as she stares back at the man in utmost disbelief... can't life be any good to her!?...

" seems like you can't get your ass off my path" his baritone voice vibrates sending shivers down her spine. He turns to his car and touches the damaged spot, the calm look on his face was now replaced with something she couldn't describe and the one normal temperature was now chilling causing her to shiver involuntarily. How can a human being be this scary? she doesn't understand what is going on as she found herself going down on her knees...Among all of his cars, this one is his favorite that just explains why he is like that...

"I didn't mean to, I swear" she starts begging, hoping he will understand her...

" I promise to pay for the damage curse" he raises his brow at her words. She didn't need him to say a word...

" I can work for you...anything you want me to do, for as long as u want me to" She continues. Little did she know the consequences of her offers would be way out of her league...

" a mischievous smile appears on his light pink lips, making him look sexier"...

"But I don't have work for you," He said and the girl's hopeful face dropped...

" Please Mr I know you have all the workers you need in your company...there can be something you will need help with, maybe something personal" something personal she mentioned was his house chores or something related but the man standing before her was thinking of something very personal...

" Are you sure you will be able to help..with my personal needs?" he asked and the girl swallowed hard. Somehow, she felt frightened by the way he said the word personal needs but she shakes her head off, getting rid of her silly thoughts...He is gay, so there is no way she can be something of such to him...

"Yes...I will be more than capable" Her tone was firm and decisive...

" You seem to be too sure of yourself," he asked with a smirk on his face and the girl nodded her head before answering with a yes...

" the only thing you can do for me is my BDSM" frown formed on her face, not understanding him...

"what's that?" this was the very first time she is hearing such..." don't tell me you don't know what it means?" he was surprised, for a girl her age should know..." no, I don't...do you mind telling me to please!" she said in a polite and requesting tone..." why not find out yourself? it will be fun" he had no intentions on telling her what it means but on second thought, he realized it is necessary...

" so you know...it means you will be my sex slave, and I, your master" there was what seems like a smirk on his lips...Her one's confident face was now replaced with disbelief. Of all the things she had guessed he will say, this was the last thing she expected, like isn't he gay anymore?...

"What If I refuse?" she asked the god-like figure before her...he let out a light chuckle before his face returned to his normal fierce and Ice cold expression as he lowered his gaze to meet hers...

"you dare me, you dare your life" his voice vibrates making her tremble in fear. No one has ever scared her this much. She swallows hard, trying to process what he said, that only means her chances of survival are limited because there is no way out of this mess she created for herself...

"c-can I think about it?" she stutters. He throws his head back, finding her amusing. How can she ask for a time when she is the one in need of the job?..

"It seems like you don't understand the situation you are in but, because of my petite kindness, I give you 24 hours to think and rethink it...

"He was a proud type but in a way. Smiles was grateful to hear him accept her request...the man beside her removes a card and hands it to her...

"Call this number by this time tomorrow and he will pick you up" he turns to his car that was open waiting on him and in no time, the car was out of sight... Unconsciously, Smiles rubs her arms, as she stares at the direction the car took before looking down at the card...her brows furrowed as she stared down at the card, not knowing what to do with it. No matter how much she wishes to save herself from him and his clutches, she knows she can't do otherwise except she can repair his car which is way out of her league...no girl will want to be a sex slave to a man she barely knows...with a sad and dejected face, she walks home.

It was like this day was specially designed to be a bad day...she hoped on going home and trying to think of a way out but the day had other plans for her...Mark stood outside her door, knocking and when he saw her coming, he immediately rushed to her and started blabbering...

" What are you doing here?" her voice was stern and void of any emotions...

" I came to see you...please Smile, give me a second chance to rewrite my mistakes...please!" he begs but she didn't have time to listen to his trash and just kept on walking. When she reached in front of her door, she opened it and attempted to close it but he stopped her...

" I know you are mad at me, you have the right to be...but please, hold on to this...I know you need it" he stretches out his right hand giving her his bank card. She stares at the card for what seems like a long time, contemplating whether to accept or not...only then did she realize her worth, at least before him...

"What do you take me for, Mark? A cheap girl you can cheat on and pay off at your wish? do you think I am that stupid and naive? tell me..." she demands, feeling angry. Mark, who had no intentions as such, was shocked to hear those words from her as he stared at her with narrow eyes...

" I rather prefer being a sex slave than coming back together with you" She closes the door with a loud bang, stunning Mark who had no idea what she just said...

"sex slave?" he murmurs it again, with a skeptical look on his face...