CHLOE’S P.O.V.
“Chloe, sit on that couch, spread your damn legs, and play with your fucking clit!” He growled, his green orbs pressing wickedly onto my skin.
I froze and stared at him as though he had spoken a language I did not understand. He was serious. The severity of his tone shook me beyond what I could fathom.
I could feel my body shake like electricity was passing through them.
“Are you deaf?!” He boomed, the walls vibrating. It was probably my thoughts, the walls did not really shake.
“I can't do it,” I uttered softly. I was still quite shaken by his words. Devastated. If it were possible to run, I would - far away. I didn't want to be here, in the presence of a man like this. His aura spreads fear.
“You can't do it?” He asked, raising his brows. Even his question was scary. His tone was dingy and murky.
This man knew how to scare a woman and make her feel little. I felt little. He seemed like a damn god, and I felt like a servant who had sinned. However, his way of sanctioning was cruel.
“You don't want the money anymore?” He asked. He was using my need against me.
“You are pathetic!” I scoffed.
“You choose one. Pull your dress and touch yourself or get the hell out of my office.” He spat, his eyes void of emotions. He looked back at his laptop.
Chloe, hold your breath and close your eyes. Let's do this, we will be done in a few seconds. I cajoled myself. I needed the money. My mother needed the money.
With my eyes closed, I gently pulled my dress. In a few seconds, I was standing naked in front of a strange man.
“The couch.” He uttered.
“And open your eyes.” He instructed. I gently pried my eyes open. However, opening my eyes I saw that he was focused on his laptop.
“The couch.” He instructed again. Shamefully, I headed to the couch and then spread my legs. I closed my eyes to make it easy for me.
“Open your eyes, Chloe!” He yelled, and then when I opened my eyes, he was still working on his laptop. Giving in, I started to rub my hand over my clit. I didn't know how to do it though.
“Faster and precisely. Taunt your clit, hard and fast.” He bellowed, and when I raised my head, he was looking at me. I tensed, my hands freezing on their own. It was the first time I was naked in front of a man. He was staring at me and it scared me.
“Shall I call a teacher, it seems you are unfamiliar with this?” He asked, frowning. He looked angry.
Yet, I did not answer. Honestly, I thought he was being sarcastic. I looked away and from the corner of my eyes, I saw him pick up the telephone.
“Come over,” he said.
The next second, a lady walked in. I recognized her to be one of the maids who came with the older woman earlier. Instantly, I tried to cover my body but his voice stopped me.
“Don’t fucking...” He glared at me with the incomplete sentence, hanging. Shamefully, I dropped both of my hands to my side.
“Do you think you are better than her? Why did you want to cover your filthy body?” He glared at me, rolling his eyes at me. I seemed like nothing to him.
I was nothing to him.The maid was dressed in thin clothing, and her hair was packed up in a ponytail so that she was showing off her neckline.
“Come here, Katherine,” he said, beating his lap. Katherine, as he called her smiled, seductively and went to him. And then she sat on his lap which made me look away.
Ethan slid her ponytail over her shoulder and she moaned as his fingers trailed through her necklineI fixed my face to the side, saying nothing. I was irritated and disgusted. All I wanted was to leave and lay on my bed.
“Show her how it is done.” He whispered into her ears but I heard. I knew he did it on purpose. His tone was deep, slow yet like a growl. The one people term as sexy in movies. And if this man didn't scare me, I would have thought it was sexy too.
“I am not going to be a part of this.” I hissed, dismissively and then made my move to leave.
“If you go, then the deal is off,” he growled, in the same fucking voice. It penetrated my ears like a razor. Messed with my thoughts and sent chills all over my spine.
I stopped.
“You are going to stand there and watch how it is done.” He added.I scoffed, defiantly, looking away. It was not like he would force my eyes to watch what I didn't want to.
“Look over here, Chloe,” he said.
I didn't respond.
“I don't like to repeat myself, and you are not worth the effort. Turn your fucking gaze, because if you don't, I will force you.” His tone was dark and murky, scaring the two shit out of me. My heart pounded crazily in my chest and I was forced to look at the bitch.
“Hmmm, fuck.” She moaned, causing my anger to resolve. It got replaced by amusement. How could someone be this comfortable? She dug her fingers deep into herself and my mouth spread open, just watching. She fitted into the seat well, and her legs were wide like a spaceship. Damn!
Goodness, I should have stopped watching but he was pressing his gaze on me - probably daring me to look away and then he could give me another punishment.
“Hm, fuck...” Katherine’s eyes rolled backward and she dropped her neck while her fingers made mushy sounds as they went in and out of her. I glanced at Ethan, I looked away very quickly because his eyes were deep on me. It made me wonder if he wasn't affected by Katherine's seduction. He was probably more interested in what I was thinking compared to watching a woman fuck herself.
Anyway, Katherine increased the pace, moving faster which caused the sound to increase. It gave a squishy effect. Her white fluid stained her fingers while dripping out her pussy.
“No!” I breathed and looked away.
“Back.” He glared at me, his eyes pressed on me greatly. It felt like he was going to peel my skin with his big obsidian eyes. He could.
And I looked back as instructed, the exact time she was going to hit climax. Her legs shook, and her head rolled back again.
She held the sheet and cried out in ecstasy. I could sense she loved it, her screams were of joy. However, the ones that were going to fall out of my mouth were of horror.
“Are you satisfied?” I turned to him while Katherine was panting after her insane voyage.
“No.” He simply answered, his eyes dark.
“Do yours.” He added coldly.
“You are joking.” I looked away again.
“You should know better by now, I don't joke. Do yours, right there on that couch.” He gestured with his eyes but I did not bother to look at the couch. Because I wasn't going to partake in this stupidity.
I wasn't Katherine and I could never be.“You think I am going to stoop to this level? Never.” I chuckled.
“Who are you? You are nothing now Chloe. You are poor, you have nothing. What did you think made you great? It was your parents’ money and now, you don't have it. Now, you are nothing. You only have your name. If you don't do it, I will ignore you. Throw you out of my house since you want to be useless.” He looked away from me and didn't glance back. His eyes were cold. Too cold. He was mean. Too mean. Tears built in my eyes but I wiped it before it dropped.
“I don't want to be a part of your stupid games anymore.” I sniffled and made my move to leave. Unfortunately, my eyes caught Katherine, she was licking her fingers - the one with her whitish fluid. Disgusting.
Ethan was a mad man, he wanted to subject me to this. This disgusting person. Bastard. With this, I walked out of the room and slammed the door hard.
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