Monalisa POV.My jaw slackened, and it took me a moment before I could move my lips."Greg!" I exclaimed, shock making my voice tremble.His eyes, which were closed, shot open, and he looked at me, a smile parting his lips. "Hi, Love. You're here."My eyes moved from him to the lady still sucking on him and back, "What's going on here?" I demanded."This?" He asked, waving to the lady still throating his dick. "I'm having fun," he said without a bother.That irked me and my palms were itching to wipe that smile off his lips.Seeing my demeanor, he tapped the lady on the shoulder and she stood up and moved to the corner.A guy was also sitting at the corner, but I was too angry to care."You said I wasn't allowed to cheat with any living or breathing thing, yet you sit here and openly cheat on me?" I blinked at him, my blood boiling in my veins."This is not cheating," he repeated firmly."What is it then?""It's called having fun, just like you will too. We're going to have fun togeth
Monalisa POV.I stood in front of a huge spa, frowning.What was I doing here instead of a movie theater?Greg had specifically said we would see a movie, so why did he send me an address to a Spa?Two hours ago, my shift ended at 5 as I rightly presumed. So, I took an hour to walk home, shower, and prepare for my date.I was still dressing up when his text buzzed on my phone, giving me the address of where to come.To my amusement, instead of a movie theater, I'd seen an address to a spa.Blue Rock Resort and Spa.I hadn't thought much of it, just wore my nicest stuff, like my denim jeans, short skirt, and a beige peplum top with matching sneakers, after which I'd ridden the bus uptown to the address.He hadn't said anything about the stylist, so I assumed we were not going somewhere public, which made it all the more thrilling for me since it was just going to be the two of us.Now glancing down at my wrist watch, it was exactly 7 p.m. on the dot.I was right on time.However, the v
Monalisa POV.9 days went by, and luckily, I had resumed work at my new job.Yes. I had gotten the job!Landing a waiting job might seem small to some folks, but to me, it was a huge achievement.I attended lectures by day and served tables at the restaurant at night. It was a five-day job, allowing me to keep my weekends open.On a Friday, I worked during the day so I could free up my evening for you know who, Greg Callaghan.Although, this Friday was going to be the very first weekend we'll be spending together, because the previous one wasn't conducive for me, because my boss asked me to start work immediately after the interview.So I had to go in on Friday and work the full weekend's shift.Greg was understanding, saying he would only pardon me this once.We hadn't really seen privately after my conversation with him in his car, outside my hostel.I'd seen him twice during his class, and he'd acted all neutral and composed, showing no hint that we were dating.Whereas behind the
Monalisa POV.The question hung heavy in the air, between us, and his eyes bored into mine;Searching....Waiting....He was giving me another opportunity to back out, to give up and run away.I should stop here.If I had any self-preservation, I should tell him I wouldn't bend over and do as he pleases.But as I stared back at him, I knew there was only one answer to his question."Yes, Greg. I want to be with you," I heard myself say. Even as I said the words, it felt like I was dooming myself to an unknown future.Like a sheep to the slaughter, I was taking a risk that could make or break me.I knew this, felt it in my soul like a sixth sense- and yet, I was too helpless to walk away. I was already hooked on him."Good," he said, "Then you'll have to do as I say for the next two months. You can't back out later until the time is up," he told me.I nodded, hearing the silent warning behind his words.He was telling me that once I was in, I was all in till the final day.We sat like
Monalisa POV.I couldn't believe my eyes.What did I just read?I knew I said rules don't scare me, but I was expecting a regular guideline, not an iron cage to lock me up in.I read the document again for the second time, to be sure I wasn't imagining things."What the heck does he mean by I'm not allowed to have friends unless he knows them and approves of them....what was he, my God?"Then I traced another line with my finger as I read it, frowning.Wait.So I'm supposed to stay specifically at 120lbs, and not gain or lose more than a difference of 5lbs?My phone fell from my hands and tumbled onto my lap as I let out a hysterical laugh.He must be crazy.No wonder, Steven called this the 10 Commandments.This was the Holy Grail of being Greg Callaghan's girlfriend.But I'll be damned if I let him do as he wishes with me.With that thought in mind, I took hold of my phone and dialed his number. It rang on the other side but he didn't answer."Chico Loco," I muttered in my mother's
Monalisa POV."I had an extra egg lined up on the rack, who took it?" "How would I know?"I jerked awake from the noise coming through my open door and floating into my room.Last night, after crying miserably on the kitchen counter. I'd dragged myself to my room and cried myself to sleep on my bed."Why wouldn't you know? Gina?" Betty's voice rang out from the living room."You always accuse me of eating your food," Gina, my Albanian roommate, replied to the Amish one."Because you always do," Betty accused."But I didn't take it this time," Gina defended.I rubbed my temple and sat up in bed, what were they arguing about this early?"I was saving that egg for my breakfast this morning and you ate it," Betty said curtly."I didn't eat your egg," Gina replied, annoyed.That's when it clicked.They were talking about an egg. The very one that I'd added to my noodles last night because I had only one left.I clapsed my hand over my mouth.Oops.I was the culprit, and Betty was accusing