Chapter 0002

SKYLAR (MAE)

I am not quite sure I know what I am getting myself into as I highlight from the cab in front of the house address of the man. Dressed in a black string hand gown and black heels, I scan the quiet environment.

Darcy said the man is a well known man, and this house is just a decoy. It sure looks like it but still quite an expensive decoy from the outside view. 

I walk to the door nervous with each step I take, I knock on the door waiting patiently for someone to answer the door so I can get this over with. 

The door finally opens, my gaze falling on a tall man, Is this him? "Miss Phoebe Shaw?" He asks me, looking at me from head to toe. 

I nod before speaking, "Yes," Darcy said I could give a false name if I wanted to and I am sticking with this. The idea of the man remembering my real name and what we will do doesn't sit well with me, not that he will even remember. 

It looks like he has done this countless times before, so I will mean nothing to him but still yet for tonight I will be Phoebe and not Skylar.

The man looks over my shoulder like he is making sure I am alone. Of course I am, I won't be dumb enough to bring someone here and lose my money. 

He nods his head slightly, moving to the side before opening the door for me to step inside. 

"Thank you," I mutter as I step into the house. He locks the door behind him and walks in front of me motioning me to follow behind him. 

We walk through the living room into the passage and then stop in front of a door, he knocks once before opening the door for me. 

I swallow slowly holding on to my purse tightly, this is it. Just get in there, do what you have to do and leave.

Once I step in, he closes the door leaving me alone inside the room. While I look around, there is not much to see, just the bed and a couch by the side but from the running water in the bathroom I can tell the man is in there probably washing himself off.

"Take off your clothes and wait on the bed," I finally hear him speak.

What? Take what off? No, I am not doing that. I remain by the door not doing as he ordered, waiting patiently for him to step out. 

I soon hear his footsteps approaching and when he comes into view, my lips part at the man standing before me shirtless and only in his pants. 

I don't give him a quick second to register my face when I make a run for the door but he makes it to me just in time, twirling me around and pinning my back to the wall as he grabs my chin to stare at me. 

I look at him, fear etched on my face. 

Sin Hayes. 

I could never forget his name or his face, he was the first man I ever rejected and humiliated publicly and from the intense look in his eyes, I know he didn't forget as well. 

I made sure to keep my distance far away from him over the years, but now here I am offering myself to him, to suck his fucking dick. No, I can't do this. I have to get out of here.

His lips curl up into a smile as his hand releases my jaw, "Well well well, what do we have here?" He takes a step back sizing me up as I cling to the wall for dear life. 

"SKYLAR MAE WINCHESTER," he says my full name, his voice lace with resentment. 

"I -Sin I…"

He raises his finger up in the air to hush me, "If you dare say my name from that filthy mouth of yours you won't like the outcome," he warns, dropping his hand to the side. 

I can feel the panic rising within me. I remain frozen in place. The memories of that humiliating day come rushing back, and my body trembles with fear.

"I...I didn't know it was you," I manage to stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. "Darcy, she set this up. I didn't know who you were until now."

Sin's laughter fills the room, a cold and harsh sound that sends shivers down my spine. "Oh, how convenient. But let me remind you, Skylar, that I don't believe in coincidences. You showing up here today is no accident."

His words hang in the air like a heavy cloud, and my mind races to find a way out of this predicament. I know I can't reason with him, and any attempts to flee have proven futile so far. I'm trapped, and the realization sinks in like a weight on my chest.

Sin takes a step closer, his voice lowering to a menacing whisper. "You know, I've spent all these years planning my revenge. Waiting for the perfect opportunity to make you pay for what you did to me. And now it seems that opportunity has presented itself on a silver platter. How delightful."

His words send a jolt of fear through my body, and I find myself desperately searching for an escape route but I know I am not getting out of here without giving him what he wants. 

He walks over to the bed and sits on the edge spreading his legs wide open, he stares at me with a smirk on his face. 

"Come on, Do what you are here for. Maybe if you impress me, maybe I will have Darcy double that money."

I remain still staring at him, I want to apologize to him for the pain I've caused him over the years but I know if I do he will only get upset. I thought the distance would make everything fade away over time but I guess I was wrong.

He taps his thigh, impatience burning in his gaze. Hesitating, I walk over to him, dropping my purse on the floor, and kneeling between his legs. I don't miss the smug look on his face when my knees touch the ground.

Let's get this over with. I remind myself, my trembling hands reach out to his pants. I swallow biting my bottom lips. I zip down his flier as his big hard cock bounces out, startling me. 

He is hard? 

My lips part as I stare at his length, the veins flexing at the sides, is this going to fit in my mouth?