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Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 9. Please me to get the privilege
After getting ready for the day, he started talking and talking about his shoes, clothes, watches, handkerchiefs, and even cologne for a super long fifteen minutes. He told me loads about how he likes them, what matches with what, and what he prefers. But honestly, I couldn't keep track of half the stuff he said. My brain was too busy thinking about how I could escape from this golden cage. I don't want to stay here at any cost, and I just wish to fly away from his clutches before he returns. I will hide in a place where he will never be able to find me. I need to find the truth about my brother's death and tell my parents about myself. Yes, my parents! My phone! I should inform them. They must be getting worried. "What happened? Are you even there?" His words cut my thoughts "Damien" I gulped and blinked, "I mean, sir." I changed my words before he could get angry at me unnecessarily and do something which I wouldn't like: "I want my phone, I want to talk to my parents." "Why
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 10. Escaping seems impossible
After Damien left, my eyes moved to Greta, she was looking at me. We had a conversation with our eyes for a moment. But she quickly averted her gaze and began collecting the dishes one by one, carrying them back to the kitchen. Though I haven't eaten properly yet, I wasn't feeling hungry. The only thought that was there in my head was to get free from here as soon as possible, relentlessly yearning to regain my freedom. As Greta gathered the last of the dishes and retreated to the kitchen, a wave of determination washed over me. I knew I needed to take advantage of the situation and explore every possible way to escape from this cage. Slowly standing up on my feet, I found myself standing alone in the middle of the hall. My eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to spot any way out of this hell. A servant came out of the bathroom, from which I retrieved the mop in the morning. He bowed slightly before continuing on his way. It struck me that the servants probably had no clue about
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 11. His sinister desires
I refused to bend to his sadistic desires, or surrender myself to his twisted whims, so I skipped the idea of sitting in the position of a submissive when he entered the room because it would only boost his ego and he would think that I would actually do whatever he wanted.No, I was determined not to give him that satisfaction. He may want to break me, to crush my spirit under the weight of his dominance, but I was not going to crumble in front of him.I made a split-second decision, my mind racing as I sought a different approach. As the door began to swing open, I propelled myself onto the bed, swiftly pulled the duvet over my body, and closed my eyes tightly, pretending that I had slept so that he could leave me. My heart was thumping so loudly in my chest that I had just seen a ghost, but the situation is not different because Damien is no less than a ghost himself. Under the cover of the duvet, my chest heaved with each labored breath. I prayed fervently that the rise and fall
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 12. Punishment for disobedience
Angelica's POVDread seeped into every fiber of my being as his words hung in the air, like a looming storm ready to break. My knuckles turned white as my fists clenched the bedsheet beneath me, the fabric twisting and bunching under my grip."I didn't" I lied to protest, to save myself from the punishment he just mentioned."You have no reason not to find the route to escape and the informer has no reason to lie."A cynical chuckle rumbled in his throat, making the atmosphere even more suffocating.Suddenly I felt his fingertips touching my thigh, and he slowly lifted my frock up, which must have barely covered my buttocks because of the position. His actions were deliberate, unsettling me further.As he lifted my frock, exposing more of my body to his gaze, a wave of humiliation washed over me. I felt vulnerable, exposed, and powerless in front of him. I wanted to shield myself from his prying eyes, to preserve whatever little dignity I had left."I must say I am quite impressed by
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 13. Dance for me
The last hope that was left in my heart was that he would melt or become normal when he came to know that my brother was innocent. That hope was shattered when he threatened to hurt my parents. It was a cruel blow that left me feeling utterly defeated.That was the limit! "MOVE!" He shouted, and I flinched. Wiping my tears, I decided to do as he was saying before he decided to do as he said. "Wait," he said, his tone different this time. I turned hesitantly to find him still seated, his posture had slightly changed as if he were contemplating something.It seems like he wanted to say something but decided to change his words at the last moment. "Don't forget to bring ice cubes and a glass," he instructed, his words ringing in my ears. A part of me hoped that maybe, just maybe, he had a change of heart, but deep down, I knew it was unlikely. I thought that he had stopped me because some miracle had happened and he had a change of heart. With a heavy heart and completely against my
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 14. Obsessed Psycho
Angelica's POV"Didn't you hear what I said?" He said out of frustration when I didn't move from my place "Come here," he repeated, his patience becoming thin.He poured another glass, downing it quickly before filling it up again.The alcohol was clearly affecting him, and his control was slipping away. I couldn't trust him like this. It seemed wise to wait until the morning to talk to my parents."Just let me be. I don't want to talk to my parents," I said, averting my gaze while still sitting on the floor."You still don't get it," he said, taking a slow sip. "It's not about what you want. It's about what I want. And right now, I want you on my lap." He said it as if it were something normal for him.Isn't he tired of all this?My eyes shut, and I exhaled deeply. I am exhausted physically and mentally, leaving me drained and unable to put up a fight."You see this?" His words reached my ear and opened my eyes."Your home." I suddenly became attentive, and almost instinctively, my ha
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 15. Mine to do as I please
A smile made its way to my lips. I immediately stood up from my seat, expecting him to give me the phone so that I could make the call.He disappeared somewhere and, in a minute, came back with my phone. He gave it to me and sat on the edge of the bed.With trembling fingers, I switched on the phone. But just as I was about to press the call button, he tugged me back onto his lap.I am not getting his obsession with making me sit on his lap.His eyes were still heavy, and it seemed like he was doing his best to keep them open. It would be best in my interest if he just slept."Call before I decide to take away the privilege," he said as he kept his chin on my shoulder, his breath fanning my skin. "And I dare you to say anything unnecessarily, and the next thing you will hear will be their painful cries," he warned me.Though I wasn't comfortable in his lap or with him being so close to me like every other time, he didn't leave me with any other option.I dialed my mother's number, and
Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend 16. A friendly encounter
It's been three days since the night he came drunk and collapsed over me. The next morning, he was in haste and left somewhere. He hasn't returned since then. He dared me to try something against his wishes and see the consequences, but that didn't stop me from searching for ways to escape. I was so desperate that I even went to the terrace but came back after being sure that I would end up dead if I tried something foolish. I also tried searching for my phone, but it was nowhere to be found. His cupboards and closets are locked with special locks that need his fingerprint to open. I thought about asking Aunt Greta if I could use her phone to make a call, but I was worried that Damien might find out and cause trouble for her. I don't want to make things difficult for her because of my problems."Ahh" I gasped as my thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a sharp sting as I accidentally cut my finger while chopping the salads for lunch. "What happened?" Aunt Greta came running to me.
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