Chapter Three

The Offer

Nina Hayes

An extravagant gathering is currently happening inside the Hayes Residence. It was the debut of their one and only girl, Nina Hayes---a simple yet gorgeous daughter they are so proud of. 

My parents are so proud of me. But I had no idea that everything's about to change when a video suddenly played on the big screen indicated for my photos growing up. Every guests' eyes are on it including me. I stood frozen as I did nothing but watch myself writhe and moan like a porn star under a man with his face blurred as he moves on top of me. I shook my head in denial and whispered, "No. That is not me."

I turned to my Parents and opened my mouth to say something but even I didn't know what's the right word to say. I'm still a virgin for heaven's sake! That girl is not me! That girl couldn't be me!

"N-no! Mom, Dad! Please don't believe that video! I didn't do anything, I swear!" I told my parents desperately when I finally got my voice back. Tears are now running down my face as I desperately pray to God that my parents knew me better.

They are now both glaring at me, gone was the loving eyes they used to look at me. My Father strode towards me and slapped me in front of everyone to see. I gasped and held my aching cheek. This isn't happening, right? My Dad will never hit me! Please tell me this is just a dream.

"You! You are a disgrace to this family! How dare you! You humiliated us in front of these people! I'm so disappointed and disgusted with you, I'm ashamed to call you my daughter! Get out of my house!" He pulled me roughly by my arm and when we finally reached the gate, he pushed me outside and I fell on my ass, still wearing the gown my Mom picked for me.

My face probably looked like a mess with crying so much but I didn't care. All I can feel that moment is fear, not because they are about to abandon me, not because I will be a laughing stock in School---no. I am scared because of my very own Father. The Father who once stared at me with so much adoration and swore to protect me is now staring at me like I am a murderer. I can't believe he chose to believe that video instead of me. My eyes slid from my Father to my Mother expecting to see how she wanted to protect me from Dad, expecting to see trust in them but when I saw the look of hatred on her face, I knew I was done for. Is this a nightmare? Please if this is a nightmare, wake me up. Wake up, Nina!

"Leave and never ever come back! You are a disgrace to this family. I am ashamed to call you my daughter! My daughter is not a whore! From this day on, you are no longer part of this family! You are no longer a Hayes!" With that, he slammed the gate on my face.

I stood up, sobbing and pleading for them to open the door and let me in. I am not sure how long I did that but when I got tired, I sat there and stared at nothing in particular. What happened to me? Where will I go?I don't even have a single coin on me! How am I going to live now? With a heavy sigh, I took one last look at the house I grew up in and with heavy footsteps, I left. Where? I will let God decide my fate.

I sat up slowly and sighed when I felt dried tears on my face. I forced those memories at the back of my mind and was about to stand up only to stop when I looked around the room I was in. Last time I checked, I was living in a dumpster and not in a fancy looking room. I explored the white and neat room with my eyes and inhaled. Okay, maybe it wasn't so bad to smell a clean room after a long time. But what am I doing here? Where am I?

And just like a film, flashbacks started playing on my mind and I now remember what happened to me. My mind went blank when I left the Motel and I was almost hit by a car! My eyes went wide and I searched and felt my whole body for any injury but sighed in relief when I saw nothing. I frowned when I remember a man getting out of his car but I was too dizzy to remember what he looked like.

"Who was that man? Is this his house? I hope to God that he isn't a murderer." I stood up and explored the room. The room itself is simple yet elegant. There are a few furnitures but I know they are worth more than the apartment I currently own. I hummed in appreciation and finally decided to leave the room.

I need to leave this house. I still have to find more money to pay for the rent before the landlord kicks me out and money for food. If I'm lucky enough, I could buy myself a pair or two of cheap clothes.

I raised my eyebrow when I realized that I am actually inside a Hotel room. The penthouse if I am not mistaken.

"Woah." Was the only thing I can say when I saw the paintings on the wall. Paintings of nude bodies of women and I stopped and stared at one thing in particular, a picture of a woman with something on her mouth, her eyes are blindfolded and her hands are chained on the ceiling leaving her whole body exposed. I tilted my head and shivered a little. What did they do to the poor woman to be chained like some kind of a prisoner. I shook my head and realized that the place has become more dangerous now. But as creepy as the paintings were, I must admit that the creator is very talented.

I walked down the hallway only to stop and stare at another painting. The woman's face is in the shadow but what made me stare at it is because out of all the paintings, it is the biggest one. Her every curve was drawn beautifully that I found myself touching it.

"Do you like it?" I jumped at the sound of a baritone voice behind me and had to hold my heart in shock. He scared me!

I turned and almost lost my balance when I saw an Adonis---a very handsome one at that. His sharp jaw, lips so red it can be mistaken as a woman's and his eyes, God his blue eyes that are staring back at me. He's like a Sex God on legs, he's standing there looking like every woman's dream wearing a simple sweat shirt and pants.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer." He smirked at me showing his pearl white teeth. And I wanted to melt and submit to this gorgeous devil. But I restrained myself, I am a whore but I'm only doing it for money. "Cat got your tongue?"

I took a step back when he start to walk closer to me until I was pressed against the wall. Oh god, I'm trapped. He trapped me with both of his arms on either side of my head. My eyes went from his bulging muscles to his stunning eyes. It's like he's hypnotizing me. I smelled his cologne and his breath and it smelt so good. I shivered at the closeness of his body to mine. You'd think that I'd be used laying beside a man by now but no--at least not with this man. What is so special about this guy?

The fact that he is gorgeous? Sexy? Delicious? My slutty mind told me.

"A-ah, I just want to thank you and tell you that I'm leaving." I answered timidly. I wanted to pinch myself for stuttering.

I sighed in relief when he removed his arms and thought he's actually letting me go but he shocked me when he grabbed me by the waist and pressed his body on mine. I gasped when I felt his manhood, he's hard! Is that because of me? And based on what I felt, his little friend isn't so little.

"W-what are you doing? Let go of m-me." it came out as a weak command rather than a shout. Again, I wanted to kill myself for showing my weakness.

"Why are you in a hurry? I saved your life so I guess I deserve a little... reward." He said in a husky tone and I whimpered when he suddenly started kissing down my neck. My knees buckled and my body wanted to give in. "What's your name? I'm Vernon Delaney."

Delaney. Who wouldn't know their clan? They are one of the richest family in America and they are also famous for having good looking men and women. "I-I really need to go. I-I have no money on m---" I stopped when he started laughing.

"God! You're so funny, are you playing innocent, Miss? Looking at you now, you're a slut, a... whore."

I flinched when I heard those words from him, I am used to hearing those insulting words but why did it hurt when he said it?

Just like any other men, he's just after my body. Why did I stupidly thought that he'd be different? But I refused to show just how much his words affected me. "What do you want, then?" I was surprised by the sudden change in my voice.

He looked taken aback but quickly composed himself and grinned. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I want you be be my personal... whore. My sex slave."