Stacy came back to her room grumbling a little in herself. She was pissed but more than that she was worried. She was worried about her life and about the future. The confinement didn't worry her much as she had lived in such an environment before but she was worried about how she would cope with everything after she was proven innocent. Because she knew she was innocent and after Sebastian came to know he should leave her alone, or would he?She was pacing in her room and after which seemed like an hour later, she heard her door opening. She looked at the door and saw an individual who had angry veins popping out of his forehead. Of course, it was Sebastian. He entered the room and closed the door behind him as Stacy's eyes followed him. His fingers reached the door knob and he locked it as her heart thumped. Wait! Why did he lock the door?! Now, her anger had subsided a little after an hour of cooling down, she felt her heart racing at the man who just turned around at her and
Stacy felt so broken that she cried all day since yesterday. When her meals came, she didn't even touch it. She didn't feel much appetite at all after Sebastian went away, making her resign from her work. She had been lying around and she didn't even read any books.She called Mikaela and found out Mikaela and Noah were coming back in a few days. She knew she had to prepare a good excuse. She called Mikaela as it was past 8 and they might devour in a pleasure-filled night. So it was better to call her now. Mikaela's phone rang for a while and she thought maybe they had already gone busy as she was about to cut the phone, Mikaela picked it up.Stacy said, "I am not interrupting something, right?"Mikaela giggled. "No! Stacy!"They both shared a giggle as Stacy said, "I wanted to tell you a news."Mikaela asked through the phone, "Okay, what is it?"Stacy had thought all day and the most suitable she found was to tell an excuse of a new job. "I had to move out because I got a good offe
*This part of Sexual act might seem surreal or unhealthy but this is a small part of BDSM (It doesn't even count as BDSM, anyways) so if you think you cannot handle humiliation in sex, you may leave. I don't want people commenting this is psychotic or this is unhealthy or whatever. I know people just know a little bit of BDSM yet they start commenting shit. If you don't know humiliation is part of the act then go educate yourself first.* Stacy froze as he said those words. Now she knew why he wasn't touching her. She felt anger boiling in her stomach. She was feeling humiliated and wronged yet again. The arousal didn't subsided but she felt used by her own desires. She started to struggle herself free as anger coursed through her veins. She had enough of this! Her frustration was growing and she felt tears coming out.Her lips quivered but she bit her lips hard. She didn't want to feel vulnerable before him. Sebastian was making her feel weak each time yet her body was obeying him
Sebastian laid down beside Stacy as he tried to calm his fast breathing. His eyes moved toward her and she was back facing him. His eyes fell on her bare back where a few hair strands were sticking on her sweaty skin and her body was moving as if she was taking large breaths. There was something about Stacy that attracted him. The first time he had seen her, he thought she was looking so innocent in her maroon dress. Of course, he thought of her as a prostitute but had no clue it was her first time. She felt tight and the way her body would shiver under him, the way her body responded with each touch made him feel good. So good that he felt addicted to her. He knew she could be the one who tried to ambush him but he just couldn't take his mind off of her. He wanted her around him. He wanted to have her body again.He had no plans to take her in his mansion but that day when he looked at her again, he just couldn't help but drag her into his home. Sebastian never liked a fairly inno
Stacy was content in her thoughts as she was feeling lonely. And she was worried for the stray cat, Mimi. She knew the cat would survive but still she had some attachments with it. She sighed. She was a little angry and hurt of the way Sebastian treated her last night. He literally fucked her and then said she had to be obedient to him and to listen everything he had to say.What about her? Would he listen to anything she has to say?The answer was clear. Big. No.She punched the pillow as she sat on the bed and her eyes followed the large trolley bag. It laid next to her.She had packed her luggage and she recalled she wasn't allowed to take her phone with her. She knew Sebastian didn't like disobedience but she was scared. If she lost her only contact with her best friend, she had no one to rely on. She dialed Mikaela's number and she picked it up almost immediately. "Hey, Good morning!" Mikaela chirped and she seemed to be in a good mood. Stacy knew Mikaela had returned to t
"No. Next." Sebastian's voice bloomed in the boutique as the girls in it were trying their best to please their moody and judgemental customer. Stacy exhaled another sigh as he just told the manager of this shop to display every single 'decent' dresses for her. But it was her who had been wearing and taking off them for the past thirty minutes. She had tried more than eight dresses and she felt tired. She thought even she didn't take that much time to decide which one to wear. But what the party was about anyways? "Sebastian... I am tired..." She said as he discarded it and said, "Just wear it already! I don't have much time." "Yet you have enough time to make me a guinea pig!" She hissed and he looked at her with a dead cold eyes. He didn't need to say that he was offended that she was showing her mood to him. Well, he asked for it. And she couldn't just stay like his doll following his every orders. There was a peach dress the woman came with and handed her. Stacy went insid
Brown exhausted eyes went to the vintage old clock of the large hall which told it was past five in the evening. Time to go home. Stacy's fingers took speed, eyes moving on the paper as she edited the last sample of the news which would be the next day's headline of a local newspaper, 'Cityscape'.'Unknown Murders in The City' was the headline that her fifty-seven years old employer, Mr Wallace suggested. The old man had some weird headings but people wouldn't care as long as they got some topics to hold a conversation about."Miss Cyrus, is the news ready?" A man came in a hurry, his voice breathless as he had been running round and round in the whole old two-story building. He was the run-dog of the office, Jacob. A new trainee under them. She almost fell bad for him as everyone was taking advantage of him. "Yes, almost." Stacy said, reading one last time if she had missed something. The small company was always late when it came to collecting mind-blogging news because the three-
The news from the previous day turned out to be great as their employer, Mr Wallace had a large smile on his face. "Great work. All of you did such an amazing job." He praised as he came out of his office chamber and all of the workers cheered as it brought the company into a light. "A big round of applause for Miss Joana Steve. She has brought us amazing stories to offer." He said to the brown skinned lady beside him as she grinned and everyone applauded. She was young but her effort for getting the news was outstanding. She was tasked to get more information on the case as cops and investigators were involved. She somehow managed to interview them and got all the juicy information. A pile of papers came to Stacy's tables as she started to work and heard some of her colleagues talking about the case. "I think it has something to do with Sebastian Rodriguez," said a woman from another desk. Her name was Lily and she would always see everyone suspicious."Why do you think so?" ask