THE PARTY

"That isn't going into me, is it?" I questioned him, fearfully pulling away from him a bit, but that only annoyed him as he pulled me closer with force.

"You are mine, Mira; I bought you with my money, and you are my sex toy more than a wife, so stay calm and enjoy what I am about to do to you," he grumbles, and before I could make another statement, his bullshit drove into me, making me let out a painful but loud moan, loud enough to pull down the whole mansion.

"Bloody shit!" is the next time I hear from him. I had expected that, so I am not surprised a bit.

"You are still a virgin?" he asks, his face singing in anger, but a surprised look is also on his face as he pulls out of me.

"Yeah, I am," I reply shyly, my hands pulling the bed sheets closer to myself.

"The fuck!" he mutters, walking away angrily.

I can't believe it just happened again. I am moved by his touch again.

"I thought we agreed never to get fooled by his touch again?" I bark at my emotions, still finding it hard to believe I became his prey again. Now I am stocked with hiding my face in shame whenever I see him because I don't think I can face him anymore, not after this, but why does my confidence always flee whenever he's close to me? I remember vividly how I stammered out words when he asked a common question. What exactly is wrong with me?

Glaring at the door for a quiet moment, I walk towards it, banging it shut immediately and letting out a deep heave as I did.

But how was he able to get into the room at first without making a sound? This guy must be a demon.

I tiptoed back to my bed, bouncing on it with full force. The next thing that suddenly cranked into my mind was what transpired between the both of us.

 

..........hours on....... 

I yawned, tiredly stretching my hand in different directions. I have fallen asleep while thinking about that dumbass. I click my eyes with the wall clock, my nut driving in on noticing the time.

It's fucking 7:30 p.m.; how can I sleep for that long? The last time I checked the time before dozing off, it was just 12:30, so how come?

My stomach soon made loud grumbles, notifying me it needed food and nothing more. and I actually did realize at that moment that I hadn't tasted anything since I arrived at this house, but the problem now is how do I locate the kitchen? I barely know my way around this house, nor do I know how to call out the maids, and here again, my stomach isn't helping issues as it keeps grubbling loud enough that someone 10 buildings away could hear.

I lazily stood up when I couldn't take it anymore, ready to find my way to the kitchen, which I believe must have assorted food in it.

Outside my room, I take the first turn I see, hoping it will lead to the kitchen, but I am only disappointed when it doesn't, but rather to the balcony.

Desperate, I decide to keep trying, thereby taking the next turn. In the gigantic house, which I believe has more than 50 rooms in it. I walk endlessly till I am stoned to a point by a nice aroma emanating from an angle, and hungrily I follow the way it leads.

"Finally!" I heaved with a satisfied smile and was really happy when it led to the kitchen as expected, but I was only amazed by the large number of maids walking to and from the gigantic kitchen.

I walk into it after staring for a long time, and I excuse a maid who rushes to me hurriedly with a slight bow.

"I need to eat; I am really hungry, and besides, why is there so much food? I believe it's just me and your boss that live here, and I am 100% sure we can't finish all this." I hit the nail on the head immediately.

"You are right, ma'am, but you see, this whole food isn't just for the both of you; Mr. Arnold is hosting a party here tonight and has many people invited, so that's why we have to cook all this," she explains with a sweet smile.

"A party?" I hose. 

"Yes, ma'am, so that is the reason for all of this?".

"Oh my!  Why will he be hosting a party here tonight?" Is that the reason he bought me the red dress?" I thought inwardly.

"Ma'am," she said, bringing me back to reality.

"Oh OK!" Can I just have anything to eat? I am really hungry, and anything at all will go".

"No problem, ma, I will bring it to your room right away".

"No. I want to have it right here; my stomach is on fire already".

"OK, ma'am, you can have a seat over there. I will just dish it up and bring it to you immediately," she says, walking away while I follow her instructions, sitting on the seat she suggested.

Minutes later, she shows up with the food, which I grab from her in a hurry, feasting on its contents immediately.

My eyes move up, wanting to ask for water, and that's when I realize she's still standing before me, so I seize this opportunity to ask further questions.

"Is he inviting just his friends, and if so, why?" I threw it at her, hoping for a quick response.

"Not really, ma'am; his family will also be here; he says he wants to show his bride to them, and I really wonder who the damsel is; she must be really lucky to have someone so rich and cute as Arnold for a husband, well! I guess you are his friend, right? because every day different females visit him."

"Did I just hear her right? "He wants to show his bride to his family, oboy".

"Ma'am, are you OK?" Her questions pierce into my ear, breaking my chain of thoughts, and I find myself nodding.

"I am fine. I need to get going already, and thanks for the food; you just saved my life," I said, walking away before she could throw further questions, and the only thing ringing through my mind were her last words.