All Chapters of Sold: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Marissa Oh god, that was so embarrassing! Not only did I make out with my kidnapper but my so-called bodyguard was standing in the same room! My skin is flaming with heat and my body is trembling with… With what? It can’t be arousal, right? I take a deep breath to calm down my treacherous body. I must have been sitting in front of the door for at least twenty minutes before I forced myself to get up. Walking to the walk-in-closet I try to figure out what to wear. THe dress I picked for breakfast is not something I want to wear to school. But then again, none of these clothes are like those I’m used to. Everything is from some expensive brand and all of them look classy and stylish. Even something ordinary as the tight jeans look expensive. With a sigh I decided to wear the expensive looking tight jeans and a beautiful, dark blue knitted sweater. He didn’t buy me any sneakers and the beaten ones I had from home have disappeared so I have to wear a pair of dark gray boots instead. Loo

Antonio Never have I wished for the day to end as much as I have today. Not even on the day of my fathers burial, may he rest in peace, did I wish for the day to come to a close as much as today. And it is only lunchtime. The sun is shining through the window and the prismas that hang there. They give off beautiful rainbow colored patterns on the floor and tables. I look at a small girl sitting with her parents playing with a small car in the colorful light. It looks so simple and serene and the sight calms me. Soon. I tell myself. Soon it will be me and Marissa eating together with our child. I drum my fingers on the top of the table in the expensive restaurant downtown waiting for Vincenzo. He is the VP of two of my casinos, at least for the time being. I sigh and look at the clock on my arm. He’s late. I absolutely abhor tardiness. I never wait for others and he knows this. Perhaps I should demote him? It would show him what happens when he makes me wait. But he is excellent in

Marissa The ride back to the mansion is silent, as usual. Antonio whisk out his laptop and works on that and I stare out the window. From time to time he gently brushes his hand on my knee. The first time I pulled away but then he took hold of me instead, so I don’t pull away again. When we arrive home he extends his hand to help me out of the car and then keeps it as he leads me into the house. I am silent and stiff as I follow him up the stairs. He leads me to his bedroom and I stop in my tracks. He turns towards me with a soft and reassuring smile on his lips. A smile I can’t trust no matter how soft he makes it. “There is no need to be afraid. Be a brave woman and take the punishment that I will give you.” He says and reaches out a hand to cup my cheek. I bite my lip and my eyes, that are filled with tears of fear, dart around the hallway. He cups both my cheeks and forces me to meet his gaze. “I will not harm you and I’m not gonna fuck you. Not tonight.” I gasp and try to jerk

Marissa In the next couple of weeks I fell into some kind of routine. Every morning I eat breakfast with Antonio, Luca, Stefano, Frederico and Samuel. I learn that Rico, Sam and Stefano are Antonio's closest guards. I also learn that there is always a team of four or five guards that follow along with me and Luca. They tend to keep out of sight mostly from me but I spot them at times when we walk between buildings or when we leave the premises of the campus. Antonio is often busy but tries to make a statement of my importance by sitting down to dinner with me most evenings. On the weekend, the breakfast is still served at seven and Antonio works even on those days. I usually go down to eat and then I sleep for another hour or two. Then I study or meet Josie or James. The good thing that came with my predicament is that Josie and James seem to have left their fight behind. I spoke some more to Josie and James and they have promised to not dig deeper into my situation. James also had

Marissa Thirty minutes later as we descend the stairs with my hand on Antonios arm, I see his family in the entrance hall removing their coats. A young dark skinned boy is running around and gets a reprimand from a woman that must be Antonios sister. My body tense up in hesitation. Antonio puts his hand on top of mine and gives it a reassuring squeeze. “They will love you and I’m sure you will like them as well. It will be good for you to have someone that I definitely approve of as acquaintances.” I scowl at him and his obvious intrusion on my personal life. “Now stop scowling. There is no secret that I want to control all of your life. At least until I can be sure to trust you.” With a gentle tug he proceeds down the stairs. I try to scold my scowl into at least a neutral expression. His family looks up as we come closer and his mother shines up at the sight of her son and his kidnapped fiancée. “There is my little boy.” She exclaims and wraps her arms around Antonio in a loving