"Just who does he think he is? Locking me up here and only allowing me to speak on the phone for ten minutes like I'm some fucking drug prisoner locked away at rehab." Sierra muttered to herself angrily. She was pissed and it didn't also help that she was pissed on an empty stomach.Maybe, if only she knew, she would've let go of her anger and accepted that breakfast when they had offered it to her but she didn't. She was so angry that she didn't think it through.The maid had even tried to get her to eat lunch but each time she came knocking, she sent her away and now her stomach is bearing the aftermath of her terrible decisions.Holding on to her stomach with both hands, she squeezed hard to stop the weird noises that it made. She had already rejected and she didn't want to hurt her pride by begging for food.Sierra locked herself away in her bedroom all day. By night time, she was already crashing out.At that moment, a knock sounded on the door. "Miss, you've not had anything to
Sierra woke up the next morning to an empty bedroom. Diavolo wasn't there and neither was anyone. She rubbed her eyes to adjust to the rays of light passing through them. She felt tired and worn out and she hasn't even left the bed yet.Sitting up straight, memories of last night flooded her head. She lets out a gasp, her hands flying to cover her mouth as the image of his head between her legs filled her head.Her cheeks turned crimson red as she bites down on her lower lip to keep those thoughts at bay. It was embarrassing but she couldn't stop herself from blushing hard and grinning from ear to ear.No one has ever done something like that to her before. It was a new foreign feeling. She was supposed to hate it but for some reason she doesn't.The only person she hated was that man that brought her here. And what's that bull crap about him not going to touch her until she begs for it desperately. As if she'd ever beg someone like him for sex. He'd be waiting forever.The only thing
Sierra couldn't believe her ears. Touch herself? What was he? An animal? What sort of psychopath makes such requests to a woman and expects her to go through with them simply because he asked? Who does he even think he is?"I'm waiting." His voice jerked her from her thoughts and rattled her up. Well he would have to wait for an eternity because she would never touch herself. Over her dead body. He might as well just shoot her to the brain and watch her bleed to death in front of him."I'm not doing that.""It's not like you have a choice here." He answered. "Besides, I'm not asking you. I'm telling you and that's the huge difference. It's not a request piccola, It's an order."She scoffed feeling insulted. It was one thing to drag her away from her life and bring her here and it was another thing for him to request that she acts a porno simply because he wants to watch it. Request or not, he had no right."I want to rest. I've had a long day and to top it off, I'm tired." She complai
They were grooming her.That was the only sentence Sierra's brain kept on chanting repeat. They were grooming her for their master. Was this the era of slaves being sold to their masters because they were really going all out with the whole preparation thing.They had bathed her and almost scrubbed her skin dry. They washed her up in scented perfumes and wore her a red lingerie that had lace designs and adjustable shoulder straps with a bow detail and a low V neckline. The garment flowed from a fitted top into a floaty skirt.The lingerie had a slit that ran from her stomach down to the upper thigh with an opening that revealed her breasts. They took great care of her as though their lives depended on it. Well, he had threatened them earlier on so if they don't do it then he would have their heads. How were they able to survive in this place. She would've run mad if she was stuck here with that masked demon."You're ready." They announced when they were done. She snatched her eyes fro
"We're here!"Sierra heard the loud but firm voice of one of Diavolo's men forcing her to snap her eyes open. In her fuzzy and confused state, she looked around to see Diavolo next to her scrolling through what seems to be a magazine. He didn't even spare her a single glance. Not that she even asked him to anyways.It took her a minute to realize that it was already night time. Just how long has she been out? Come to think of it, he was the reason why they were so late at night. After he forcefully made her agree to go with him, they have been on the road because somehow, he had a lot of businesses and meetings to attend. She had almost lost track of many stops they had made before she fell asleep. A normal person would try to apologize but she doesn't see that happening with this man at all. Well, in all fairness, he wasn't a normal person was he?With a light groan, she rubbed her eyes a little aggressively than intended and ran her fingers through her hair that has already been dis
"Do you really have to go to work today?" Sierra asked Reya who pulled down her coat from the rack to wear them as she trailed behind her. She wasn't having a good feeling about being in the house all alone while Dean and Reya went about their daily business. She felt like a prisoner and it's all thanks to that bad man who's out to get her."Can't you take today off? Please Reya?" She pleaded desperately. Her voice filled with dread that ran through her entire being. She didn't want to act selfish and she knows that requesting something like this from Reya is selfish but she couldn't help it.It's been three days since she was brought here and although she was happy that he hasn't been able to find her, she still couldn't shake off the feeling that he was still looking and will one day show up here unannounced. Deep down she was hoping that he wouldn't and that he would get tired and give up eventually but even she knows that it wasn't possible. He won't accept defeat so easily.Somet