Own you

"Eat."

I was dumbfounded by the food served in front of me. I watched him sit in front of me. I don’t know where I am, but my tears just keep flowing. My mind is raging with so much anger. I wanted to throw in his face the food served to me by someone. The food looks expensive, but I don’t have the appetite. My reaction was blank as I struggled to process everything.

A while ago I’m still at our house, begging my father to spare me, and now I’m here. I guess that’s what it costs me, huh? Fifty million for a lifetime sex slave is something that my father can’t let go. That’s a lot.

"Papa please no!" I begged my father as he signed onto a paper that the man had given him.

My father didn’t even give me a glance. He just signed the papers with an evil smile on his face. And soon after he did that, a cold slash of cheques was given to him right away after he signed all of it.

I look at the man who’s looking at me mercilessly. His eyes are now different now that we’re in some sort of an expensive restaurant. My tears kept on falling while my expression was remaining blank.

"You don't like the food?" he asked me softly.

I glared at him with my raging eyes. Her eyes are very different now compared to her eyes before. He seems more composed and soft now. His features are more defined and his hair is now a bit messy.

"I don't like you." I grit my teeth.

His eyes became cold. Damn. How can his emotions change so fast? Why does his every expression seem to look different as well? He shifted to his seat and brought his fist in front of his lips.

I saw his demonic smile before speaking again.

”Well then sorry young lady. I like you very much. ”

The side of his lips rose screaming evilness.

 My pupils shook. I clenched my fist under the table. I badly want to get out of here. Or at least pour the glass of water into his face. This night was so different from what I expected it to be. I can still remember how my day started. I was all okay. I was fine, and alright. Not until I saw his car outside our house, brought me for fifty million dollars, and now I’m in front of him, served with a feast.

"I hate you." I uttered under my breath.

My tears welled up and I saw his lips go into thin lines. His jaw moved in a harsh way. He leaned into the table and his brows furrowed a bit.

"It's either you eat, or you'll regret what I’ll do to you." he said in a flatline.

I gulped. My heart is still full of anger.

“Eat.” He commanded again, and relaxed in his seat.

My breathing became fast and harsh. My tears continued to flow as I quickly grabbed all the food I could reach. We are at a four-seat table and it’s filled with different kinds of dishes, desserts and all kinds. I ate all the food without pause. I’m like a hungry vigor who hasn't eaten for years. I didn’t let my mouth be empty even for just seconds.

This is what he wants? Then I’ll do it!

I didn’t even use a spoon and fork. Every dish, I made sure I’d eat it all as he just stared at me and only a glass of red wine was in front of him. I used my hand to eat the cheesecake while my tears were still flowing, and that’s when I felt his hand grip my wrist to stop me.

I stopped midway. He’s gritting his jaw so hard that I can see veins popping up on his neck. I resisted his stares at me.

”Do you know how important this day is to me?” I spoke while still in that position.

The bulk on his throat moved. He didn’t answer me; instead he snatched the slice of cake I’m holding and reached for the table napkin and wiped my hand. I watched him do that. It’s like we are in a cold war; no one wants to surrender; it’s all just fighting.

After he wiped my hands seriously, he then proceeded to wipe my lips with his thumb.

"I know." he simply uttered.

My nose flared. I really want to hurt him.

"I've waited my whole life for this day too."

He put down my hand on the table carefully. I felt my knees weaken as he stood up and went into my seat. I felt his warm presence on my back. His smell is so intoxicating that my head is getting out of hand.

I gasp as his head is on the side of my head in just a snap. I was stoned in position because if I moved, my lips would surely touch his face. Our position now seems like he’s jailing me from behind. I could feel his hard chest touching my back. I watched his hands maneuver on the table. He got the folded napkin and placed it on my lap carefully.

”Sixteenth day of September…” He placed the cutlery on my sides. I gasped again when he held both of my hands and placed it on the top of the table, on the top of the cutlery. “I owned this beautiful lady right here.” he whispered in my ears.

If I hadn’t sat down, my knees would have turned into a jelly that I would have fallen to the ground. I can’t do anything but gulp the building pressure in my throat. I’m trying so hard not to move. I seemed to have lost all the courage I had gathered.

“Now eat your food properly and don’t wait for me to shove the spoon into your mouth, alright?” his husky voice whispered to me again.

"Understand?"

I almost stopped breathing when he smacked the table all of a sudden. I nodded right away.

He then smirked, he left the position, and only then did I breathe easily. I watched him sit in his seat and loosen his tie before another evil smile appeared on his lips. He is evil.

You’ll pay for this. I’ll make sure of that.