บททั้งหมดของ PAWNED TO MR. MILLER: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Becky was walking alone on the path leading to the pavilion she had once occupied when she first came into that mansion. Her thoughts were fixed on Timothy's words. Not about Timothy's feelings for her, but about other things. He said that James Miller would not kill her father even if she ran away from him. Should she believe those words?She stopped in front of the pavilion when she saw a rabbit busy eating carrots placed on a rock. She crouched down and stroked the white rabbit gently. Her mind suddenly wondered about the reason why James Miller was so obsessed with the white color. The white room, the completely white mansion, the white rabbit, and even all the clothes she had to wear were all white too."Miss Beckett!"Suddenly someone shouted for her, she turned around and found one of the bodyguards walking quickly towards her."Mr. Miller asked you to pack," he said after he got close enough to her.“Pack?” she frowned in confusion, didn't James Miller say he was going without

“Okay, we'll make you Rebecca Beckett when you're out in public, but you'll be my complete slave when it's just you and me, but remember one thing…”Becky held her breath, waiting.“Don't cross the line!” he said firmly."I won't I promise, so what's your answer? Do you believe what Megan Hutton said about the baby?" said Becky impatiently.James Miller continued on his way, his hand still gripping Becky's hand tightly.“About her having a baby? Yes, but that the baby is my flesh and blood? No," he said calmly.Becky just nodded her head, she wanted to ask further but James forbade her to cross the line so she chose to save the question for later.When they entered the lobby area a woman with a baby in her arms was waiting for them. Becky glanced at James Miller and was surprised to see his face red with anger."Greg!" he snapped calling for the bodyguard who was walking in front of them."Yes sir!"“Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on that woman!” he snapped.Gregory gulped, “I apolo

Becky shrieked as James kissed her and placed his hand on her breast. But as his tongue moved in her mouth, she closed his eyes tightly. She always liked it when they were away from the mansion, which meant she didn't have to come into contact with that horrible white room.Suddenly James removed his lips from her and turned her body to face the glass wall.“Look at these lashed bruises…” he muttered, his hand gently brushing the purplish-red bruise on Becky's back. Just looking at the scar alone can make him even more aroused.Becky closed her eyes, waiting for her master's touch to always blow her away. There was no anxiety in her heart like what she felt when they did it in the mansion. But what happened next took her completely by surprise.Suddenly he wrapped the shower hose around her neck until she was suffocating."Mr. Miller!" she tried to rebel, he turned her body to face him and from his face, it was clear that he was aroused to see Becky who was having a hard time breathin

Becky stepped out of the villa inhaling the smell of the sea which soothed her soul. She glanced at Greg who was still next to Megan, no one would hold her back if she left. Then her feet stepped, following her instincts. Keep walking away from the villa, not towards the gate but towards the seaside. She took off her stilettos and walked barefoot on the soft sand.She sat on the dimly lit beach, stuck her feet in the sand, and looked up at the overcast sky. Soon there was a rumbling sound and it was raining heavily. She looked up with her eyes closed, letting the rain run down her face, then suddenly the water stopped. She opened her eyes and found James Miller standing half-bent over, trying to keep the rain from hitting her face.She immediately looked away, she didn't understand why James was willing to walk in the rain just to look for her."What are you doing here?" he asked, sitting next to her.She didn't answer, just a curt shrug. The rain was getting heavier and the waves wer

Becky took a deep breath, disappointed. But she knew there was nothing she could do about it. Finally, she chose to go back to bed, and her hunger disappeared instantly, replaced by a feeling of tightness that made it a little difficult for her to breathe. She leaned back and closed her eyes. She had to sleep, only then she wouldn't go up to James Miller again and ask the same thing. She tried hard to clear her mind, until finally thirty minutes later she fell into a sound sleep...The next morning she was awakened by the smell of coffee that entered her sense of smell. She slowly opened her eyes and found James sitting on the edge of the bed with a tray in his hands. Surprised, Becky rushed to straighten her back,"What are you doing?" she asked, staring at the toasted bread, and coffee neatly arranged on the tray on his lap."Can't you see? I made breakfast for you," he said stiffly.Becky gulped and then nodded her head, “Yeah, wait! This is all for me?” she asked, unsure of what s