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
Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men. She went toward its entrance as two men in black attire, weapons attached to their hands came near. She stepped back instinctively as one of them asked, "Can you show us your ID, ma'am?"She nodded as she took out her ID and gave it to the tall man. The men gave it back after scrutinizing it as he nodded to her companion. He smiled which never reached his eyes as he said, "We apologize for interrupting you. Our boss is coming, thus we are making sure there is no threat."Stacy nodded as her heart was p
"Why did you do that?" She shouted as she collected the remnants of the phone and it seemed like he was agitated the way she shouted at him."I strictly forbade it. As a punishment I broke it." He said and Stacy looked up at him giving him glares. "You could have switched it off!" "Do I call your boss and complain about your behavior?" He threatened as Stacy looked at him with a mortified face. She would just make Mikaela buy her a new phone! Now she got it why her friend's company said they would give her ten thousand bucks because this client was going to break everything and Mikaela would have to pay for that. It was impossible to please him let alone getting a contract out of him. "I—I am sorry." She got up and asked, "Shall we start?" He scoffed, seemingly pleased that his threat worked. "Of course. Make it fast because if I don't like your service, you're not getting anything and I am already pissed off at your behavior."She felt like crying. She just messed up and now she
There was a moment of silence that dominated both of them. Stacy blinked, thinking her auditory system might have stopped working. Because he just told her to... did he just demand her to strip?! "Wha— Excuse me?" She asked, confusion written all over her face. "I don't have any time to excuse you," he said, taking another sip leisurely as his gray eyes unwavering from her. "Strip now or I'd rip off that shabby clothes of yours. Don't complain later that you had to go home naked," he stated with a straight face. A gasp left from Stacy's mouth. The nerve of him! She didn't know who he was and why Mikaela was given a task to crack a deal but she knew that the man before him came only for a fuck. Was Mikaela into this kind of thing? She shook her head. There was no way a prideful woman like Mikaela would get into prostitution. Stacy was confused but more than that she was angry. Angry at the man with a horrible attitude. "This is not a shabby looking cloth, mister! It is my best s