ChristianThis was the fucking last place I thought I’d find myself, but I guess my cock was doing the thinking instead of my fucking brain.Seriously, Grey? You can do better than this. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. My thoughts spiraled while my dark, full eyes stared at the building.It was a wonder I’d never stepped into this part of the campus grounds, but today some fucking bitch brought me here.I should just go back. I’m sure the girl is perfectly fine, came the thought trying to discourage me from looking for her, from acting desperate. But still… she signed a contract with me.Fuck! I didn’t even have her phone number. Should I call Easton for it?I walked to my car, scrolling to the bottom of my contact list, and sighed. This was the last person I wanted to reach.The line rang for a few minutes before the person answered.“I already did what you wanted. What do you want from me now?” My ears instantly recognized the disrespect in her tone. How dare this fucking bitch
Christian“Fuck, my back.” I groaned in pain. Getting up from the bed, I see why Brown didn’t want to sleep in any of the guest rooms.It felt like the bed was made out of block instead of what it’s supposed to be made of.Freshening up, I went downstairs with a bathrobe loosely hanging on my body.“Good morning, sir,” greeted Hanna. I weaved an acknowledgment toward her with my eyes detaching around for Brown.I didn’t bother checking up on her in my bedroom because she’s someone who wakes up quite early.Hanna must have read my thoughts, giving me the needed answers.“She’s in the kitchen, making breakfast.”Making my way to the kitchen, which I thought would be burning—because from my past memories, the woman was a terrible cook.“I see that you’re trying your wife-material skills here, but you know it isn’t needed. I won’t even praise you in front of Seb if that’s what you’re aiming for.”“Don’t you have lectures today? Or should I report to the vice chancellor that one of their p
ChristianStanding some distance away from the women, my eyes unable to break from Julianna, guilt clogging my throat so badly I couldn’t bring myself to even think straight currently.Of course, I do hit women—what did she think of me, that I was some kind of fucking saint? I grew up in a toxic environment where my mother was beaten to the point of death.‘Women are foolish creatures, Christian. That’s why they have men like us to correct them, and have them know who they should be obedient to.’ Faintly, the voice of my father soiled my hearing and, of course, that mentality was strictly imprinted on me.It takes something as small as what she did—refusing me when clearly she had signed the contract, the contract which states that she belongs to me.I just wanted to print what was soon going to be a norm between us in her head, but the girl was having a separate thought of her own. But it wasn’t that bad, right? At least I managed to instill the thought in her head that I won’t be le
Julianna“I don’t want to, I’m not ready for this right now.” I came here with the mindset of wanting to get things straightened up with him, not him trying to have me do some unholy things.Unholy was even an understatement. Everything he was trying to make me feel normal about was wrong. None of it was normal——ah!My thoughts went out the window at his touch with brunt, but I didn’t want to! I wanted to go back to my bed and probably cry my eyes out too.He had managed to crawl his hand into my skirt, packing it up to my waist level. He wasn’t even trying to be considerate of my feelings or how his imposing actions on me were affecting me.He wasn’t listening.“Please, Mr. Grey.” My hands had quickly found his, holding onto his wrist, tugging him, wanting him to stop, but the man had changed into something eerie.Seemingly, he was set on whatever he had in his mind, and he wasn’t looking like someone who would stop, especially since his strength was overwhelming mine too.I suddenly
ChristianShakily, I could hear her uneasy breaths, her eyes carefully reading through the papers—but not carefully enough.While her attention was fixed on the papers, my feet slowly closed the space between us, and soon, I stood barely a breath away from her.Julianna—or my fucking nun, as that was the new name I intended to adorn her with once I got her signature on those papers.I had taken my time to draft out the terms and rules that would make everything between us perfect. It wasn’t something I ever did with my previous subs. Those women were wise and mature enough to think before acting. But this girl…Everything swayed her. Even the tiniest bit of emotional detachment could get her thinking otherwise—and I didn’t want her using her brain. Her pussy should become her thinking bud whenever she was around me.As her presence flagged my thoughts, her eyes met mine again. I smirked at her, exchanging a friendly atmosphere to start with.Shuttering, I heard her honey-sweet voice.
JuliannaI cried my eyes out. I couldn’t get a wink of sleep. Living felt completely pointless at the point where I stood currently.Fair, he said? None of this was fair!Me throwing away my principles.Me bending to their rules.Me getting wronged over and over again!Why were my own things always so wronged?Why couldn’t I just be like everyone else, have things a bit easy? Why did mine always have to be complicated? Why!My tears poured out heavily, my eyes swollen and painful. I never cursed at anyone. I was always faithful with my services to God. I served with all my heart, and never once did I complain about it.But now, it seemed like He had forsaken me. Since I came here, He completely left me alone, and the devil had caught up with me.He said he would send a driver. My two roommates were nowhere to be found. Ever since that day I remembered the incident with Flora, I slowly turned a cold shoulder toward her.She did such a nasty thing—something that shouldn’t have happened