Alana's POVI slept so good, so damn satisfied.When my eyes fluttered open, Ryan was staring at me. I backed away immediately, flustered. He pulled me back anyway.“Sleep well?”I nodded, then the asshole actually tried to kiss me. When he leaned in, I backed away again.“What the hell is wrong with you?“Morning breath.” I managed to say, my hands over my mouth.“Who gives a fuck?” He seemed irritated.“Me. I do.” I said truthfully.“Fine, I won't kiss you then.” He laid on one side, supported by his weight on his elbow.“I like your messy hair, your red eyes after you've woken up.”“Thank you.”He was awfully interested in looking at me, and it got me so confused, I would've thought he was falling in love with me. But Ryan was an asshole, and I've shared every bit of myself with him, and I don't think I can take it anymore.“Treat me like a plaything.”“What?” He had this puzzled look on his face. I had never felt so brave in my entire life.“No touching. No kissing. Call for me at
Alana's POVWe stopped at a point, and he got out of the car being bare and shirtless like that. We were in front of a convenience store.I watched a group of young girls gather him, complimenting him and even taking pictures with him. To be fair, he was a rich, famous mogul. I doubted they even knew that. Hell,I doubted they even cared. I could swear even if he was the poorest man on earth, I would've still been attracted to him so I didn't even blame those girls, but I was really getting jealous because he was entertaining them. He was having such a great time at it too.I literally just confessed my feelings to him again. Did he really not care? Whatever, but I was still curious. He had his back to the car so I was looking through, hearing their conversations.One of them asked him if he had a girlfriend and he immediately turned to the car and pointed in my direction. I had never ducked so fast in my entire life. Is he crazy?They also looked in my direction too.“She's shy. But
Alana's POV“Talk?About what?” I was shocked by his request.“I dunno, I just wanna hear you talk. You can ask me anything. I don't have to answer, but you can ask.”There was a question at the back of my mind, so I let it out and asked him.“Were you really pissed, when you saw me stripping that day for the first time?”It felt awkward, I didn't even know why I asked.“Well, I was surprised to see you after years, after you disappeared. Why did you run once you saw me? Because I had noticed you so bad, I felt possessive when I probably didn't have the right. You just made me want to catch you, so I ran after you because I can do what I want. Yes, I was pissed, beyond pissed.”“But why? Why are you acting strange? Do you realize that this is not how a plaything and master relationship works. You don't even realize that, do you? It's definitely not like this.”“Because I didn't want you doing that? Stripping? Plus, you were mine to bully but you ran away, so we're starting afresh.”I s
Alana's POVI was scared to death, but I went through with it, saying it would be a once in a lifetime experience. At least just to have the experience. At least it wouldn't kill me, I hope.We sat together and the second it began to spin, I began to fidget, absolutely regretting my actions. The asshole noticed.“What, you're scared?” He began to laugh at me, and when I turned to glare at him, I noticed him shaking too. He was also scared.“You are too.” I said and he glared back.“Whatever, I didn't expect it to be this scary. I can't wait to get off. I'm never doing this again. There are many other games to play.”I laughed, it was funny. It was rare to see him scared of something. I wished I could take my phone out to take a picture but we were spinning very fast and I was incredibly scared too. When it started to slow down, I did. It was really quick, but he noticed. It was so funny.“Did you just take a picture of me?”I shook my head, clearly guilty.“Delete it.” He said as we f
Alana's POV“Where?” I asked, staring at the spoon in his mouth.“You'll see. Hold on, I've called the hotel to bring a few clothing options for you.”Then he scooped the ice cream again and sent it deep down my throat with the spoon. The cooling effect was so good, I practically moaned. Then he left me to continue with my ice cream while he went through his clothes that cost a fortune in the wardrobe. He then settled for black jeans and a yellow shirt. He didn't dress up, he just placed them on our freshly made bed before we got a knock on the door.I wanted to get it but he stopped me. It was the hotel staff, and a full boutique came right in. I was beyond dazzled.Clothes from every range. Slutty, moderate, decent, aggressive tones.“You may leave.” He instructed. The minute they were out the door, I dropped my now finished ice cream and rose to my feet, shocked.“What's all this?” I stared at the clothes arranged perfectly in a moveable wardrobe with hangers.“Check for the one y
Alana's POVAfter such a long nap, I woke up and stretched my legs and arms.“Ryan? Ryan.” I called out to him but he didn't seem to be in the room. I walked out absentmindedly and when I saw the bodyguards standing by the door, I ran back in.So he left then. I had nothing to do, so I turned on the television and began to snack on my chips. Minutes later, Ryan walked in again in casual clothes, holding a bag of ice cream.I was mad at him.“You're mad?” Damn, was it already so obvious?“Yes, I was scared.”“I'm sorry, I'm not leaving again. I had shit to do.” He was clearly avoiding my eyes as he approached me on the bed and got in with me, dropping the bag on the bedside table.“Why don't I believe you?”“What do you think I've been up to then?”“Ryan.”“Fine, alright. I went to beat the shit out of that bastard. You know, he wanted you for a couple of nights back then.”“What?” I couldn't believe my ears.Ryan nodded.“He already asked for you, and I told him you were mine that sam