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CHAPTER 4

TAYLOR 

“Your name is Taylor Anya Fitzroy and you're an orphan. You lost your parents in an accident at fifteen and your grandpa died after you graduated from high school.

You're twenty two years old, you lived in an apartment which was close to where you formerly worked as a barista at a Cafe and your boyfriend… Well, now your ex-boyfriend is Malcolm Doe.” 

Mr Rover listed every single information about myself while he sat before me in the mansion's living room but all I could think about was the amount of blood I just witnessed out there when he shot those bodyguards in their knees and hands.

“I'm sorry. I… I can't get the blood out of my head. I've n… never seen s… so much blood before. I'm really sorry” I stammered while apologizing profusely and he leaned toward me from where he sat to have a closer look at me.

“As long as you're mine, you'll have to get used to that. Understood?” he told me and I nodded in fear because I couldn't bring myself to say another word.

“Fernandez, take her to her room so she can get changed” he ordered the bodyguard standing behind him when I wouldn't speak and I blinked out of my trance in surprise when I heard him say that. 

I'd assumed that since he bought me to satisfy his sexual fantasies, he was going to take me to his room at once.

“My room? I'm getting my own room?” I asked shakily as he stood up.

I quickly got up to my feet too and he eyed me from head to toe when I asked him that.

“Then where did you expect to sleep?” he asked me and I quickly broke eye contact with him as I nervously swallowed. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.

“Well, uh. I was told something different before I was brought here” 

I said vaguely and I began to wring my hands while he walked toward me. Then he stopped a foot away and I could smell his cologne and it smelt heavenly. Like burning scented wood.

“And what exactly did these women say?” he asked and I swallowed again.

“They said… you… we… I mean, that you bought me to satisfy you” 

I stammered while I searched for the right words to use. Then I peeked up at him and I was taken aback to see him looking amused at what I just said.

“You mean, they told you I bought you to fuck you. Is that so?” he asked me, without using any filter on his words and a smirk played on his lips when my eyes grew wide. I just stayed mute.

“Is that so, Taylor?” He asked again while taking another step toward me and I quickly bowed my head to avoid looking into his eyes since he was so dangerously close and the electricity in his blue eyes made me feel emotions so foreign.

“Y, yes” I whispered an answer and I gasped when he aggressively caught my face and made me look right into his eyes. 

“I bought you for an entirely different reason Taylor and soon, you will know what it is but if you want to get fucked, you will have to be the one to ask for it. Then I will decide if I want to do it or not. Alright?” 

He told me without batting an eye and all of a sudden, I felt his thumb against my mouth. Goosebumps graced my skin while he slowly ran it over my lips, skin to skin, and I breathed softly as my mouth parted in reaction while a war ensued in my stomach.

Immediately, he pulled his hand away from my face and took a step back and I found myself strangely missing the warmth of his hand and the scent of his cologne while he gave me a look I couldn't decipher.

“Fernandez will keep watch over you while you stay in this house and I'll let you know when I need you” he said dismissively and with that, he was gone. While I pondered in shock, over what just happened.

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Three weeks passed and I didn't see Mr Rover ever since the night I was bought by him. Memories of the intimate way he touched my lips played in my head every night and at the same time, I had dreams of many ways I could make Malcolm pay for betraying me but they never brought me satisfaction.

Then one morning, while I had breakfast along with Fernandez in silence, I heard footsteps coming toward the dining room and I looked up to see it was Mr Rover in the flesh. 

My spoon fell from my hand while I stared at him in surprise because I thought he'd forgotten I existed but there he was, staring right back at me and I couldn't help but wonder why he decided to show up.

He began to walk toward me and after pulling back the chair right beside me, he sat down and turned to me and I hiccuped in reaction to his stare just as Fernandez stood up and bowed his head to him.

“Good morning boss” he greeted and Mr Rover waved him off in response.

“Have a seat, Fernandez” he replied and Fernandez sat down immediately. 

“Um, g…good morning, Mr Rover” I greeted and he shook his head.

“It's Michael Rover. Just call me Michael, alright?” He told me and I gulped again because I couldn't see myself calling him so informally. Not when he scared me so much.

“So today, you're going to act as my girlfriend because you're going to meet my father. Okay?” he said and I blinked so many times in disbelief when I heard him say the word ‘girlfriend’ to me.

“I'm going to be your girlfriend?” I asked to be sure I heard him correctly the first time and he nodded nonchalantly like it wasn't a big deal. How could he be so carefree about something so delicate?