C6 He's sex slave.

A frown settles on her face as she stares down at the paper...

" How can I..." He didn't let her finish her word, finding it rude of her...

"I give the rules, not you..." his voice was full of authority, making her bob her head nervous, unable to speak any longer...

" Place it on the table if you are done" she looks at the paper in her hands and gulps hard before signing on it. She didn't have any option, she had to park out of the house she was in and she had nowhere to go...no job to even depend on while hoping for the better...

" consequences of breaking any of those rules is an increase in the amount of time you will work for me... except for the last," he tells her and she nods her head...

" What are the consequences for the last?" she questions...

" You can be daring, huh? little Sub?" he was amazed at how she was. After signing the contract, she was supposed to start calling him Master but she didn't...

" It seems like you want to be stuck with me as my sub for half your years," he tells her. Smiles eyes widen in shock, as she swallows hard. she isn't used to living by rules, not like she grew up without any but because she is never the type to always stick to rules...

"Choose me this once, master" her voice was soft and pleading as she lowered her gaze to the floor, unable to look at him...

"you ain't allowed to ask for my love," his tone was firm, not telling her but rather warning her. she nods her head. It wasn't a problem for her, she never wanted to be with him and talk less of loving him.

"You don't need to stress about that, master 'cause I will never love you, not to talk if you're demanding your love," she tells him in the face, being completely honest...

"good" he raises the glass of red wine and sips it while staring at the girl before him, not saying a word...She felt uneasy under his gaze, it was like a ray of sun piercing through her body...

"I bet to go get my things ready, master" she stood up, with her head bowed to the floor. She can't dare to violate any of his rules...the one year of being his sex slave is more than a thousand years of torture to her and she won't want to add any more seconds, talk less of years...

"not so soon...you are mine and I tell you what to do and what not to" seems like he's got something in mind for her but she wasn't ready for any...

"Come here," he orders. she wasn't a fool not to be able to guess what's coming...her heart starts beating faster in her chest, as if playing a song as she walks toward him, ever so slowly...

"I plead to take this day off, to get acquainted with my new environment" that was the only thing she could think of, hoping he will consider her...the last thing she wants is to get spank by him right now.

" And who says I wasn't going to give you a day off" his words got her speechless as she stared at him in shock and confusion, unable to believe him...

"Get me a glass of wine" she stares at him in confusion. He was having a glass of red wine in his hands and yet, he was asking her to bring more. like how good is he in drinking? she wonders. She didn't have the time to ponder about little things...the most important is getting over with...

"Sure!" She walks to the wine cellar and pours out wine into a wine glass. She hands the wine to him...

"you must be home before the sun goes to sleep as long as you are with me," he tells her and she nods her head...And without wasting any more time, she walks out of the room sweating hard as if just coming out of a firewood kitchen...the room was fresh and cool, comfortable for everyone to love but for some reason, she felt hot in there...

"slave!" she mutters under her breath, as she makes her way out of the big building...it was funny how things have ended up, her being not only a slave but a sex slave to a billionaire was still just a nightmare to her...all her life, she's ever known but one man and that's Mark...

"it's better off with him than Mark" she comfort her aching heart... least she gets to receive payment at the end of every month even though she was supposed to be working to pay him...but there was no difference between her and those escorts, or should she say, street girls...After a long ride, she was finally back in her small apartment...her heart was heavy, she's never thought of her life this way but guesses she just have to live it with no other choice...crying has always been a big help to her whenever she is sad but knowing this time, it was different...

She parks on their dresses, making sure to take anything that is and will be important to her...When she was done parking, she rolled her valise downstairs where she was helped into the car before the kick-off.

She sat silently, staring at the window, unknown to her, tears started rolling down her face. She's never had a good life, since the very start. Smiles Lauren has lived all her life, with no knowledge about her parents. She grew up in an orphanage when she was fourteen years old. She ran away from the orphanage and wanted to find her parents but how can she when she has no single clue about who she was searching for...She was stranded with nowhere to go, it was her first time being in the city. That was when she met Mark, who showed her kindness and love. Without asking, he provided for her every need. She fell in love with him and it was like a dream come true only now she knows she was never someone important to him cause if she was, then he wouldn't have hurt her this much...Derrick glanced at her through the rear-view mirror and noticed she was crying. Concern and worries were all over his face..." Ms, hope all is well?"...