After a moment of bawling, Rothschild fell silent and gave Amelia a long and hard look before he walked away from her. Taking out the keys to the new house from his pocket, he unlocked the door and pushed through it with all his might as he walked in. "Oh my!" He said holding his breath as soon as the dusty scent of the house hit his nostrils. "What's that!" Amelia asked as she appeared at the back of Rothschild, dragging the luggage behind her. "Can't you perceive the amount of dust in here?" Rothschild said to her with an irritated undertone. "I don't smell anything." She said as pouted her lips and made her way past Rothschild while dragging the luggage behind her. She suddenly stopped as she realized that to get to the bedrooms, she had to ascend the numerous flights of stairs that were before her. Ascending the stairs was not the problem but how she was going to drag all this luggage up three was the problem. "Can you at least help me take the luggage upstairs?" Amelia asked

Chapter 2 NEXT DAY..Amelia was up before the sun was and had started attending to the chores. She made sure to be as quiet as possible so she wouldn't wake Rothschild up but it didn't work as she thought as she heard Rothschild, calling her name from the bedroom. "Ugh!" She grunted, dropping the broom angrily on the ground. "Amelia!!" Rothschild's voice came again. "Can't you hear that I'm calling you?" He added. "I'm coming, I'm coming," Amelia responded, rushing toward the bedroom where he was. She wasn't expecting him to be awake by this time, besides it was just six in the morning and he was a heavy sleeper. "Good morning." She greeted as soon she got into the room but her greetings were met by an angered expression on Rothschild's face. "And tell me what is good about the morning?" He asked sarcastically. Amelia wasn't sure of what to answer, so she decided to just look away from him and keep mute. "I'm talking to you Amelia, answer me." He said sternly. "What do you

Since she didn't know what her punishment would be like, coupled with the fact that nobody would be there to save her, She grabbed it gently and opened her mouth. She Just hated that he was ordering her to do it. She opened her mouth and let his pink cap slide onto her mouth."Ohhh!" Rothchild moaned as felt her warm mouth around his tip. She had wrapped her lips around his rip and was sucking him slowly while holding the base. "Yes, baby! That's it. Suck it like you love it." He said running his fingers through her hair. "I want you to be looking up at me while you suck it." He said raising her chin. She looked up, her eyes meeting his eyes as she continued to suck him. Rothchild drove more of his length into her, forcing her to take half of his long thick dick. She was moving her head up and down as he wanted."I can't believe you are so good in sucking dick. Who taught you?" He asked as she continued to suck him. She couldn't talk since her mouth was filled by his dick. ""That's

*Few weeks later*Amelia was out, tending to the garden when she heard her name from inside. She threw the rake down in anger and walked out of the mansion, into the street. She was cautious not to run into any incoming vehicle as she walked. She shoved her hands into her coat's pocket as she reminisced on the events from the second night since they moved into the new house. She remembered how Rothschild had promised not to touch her unless it was out of her own accord, but she had been tricked. That night was the last night she had had any rest. Rothschild was draining her to the extent her clothes could barely fit her. It had been only two weeks since they moved into their new home but she had already become a full-time housewife and her movements were restricted. Amelia stopped walking as soon as she came across a clothing store. She admired a mini red dress she saw in the store. "I guess I may have to come here to shop for new clothes since my old ones are already really loose

Rothschild couldn't deny the fact that he was a bit scared that Amelia had fainted. Who must have called her. He picked up the phone that had shattered to the ground, put the phone back together, and switched it on. He appeared rather calm as he went through Amelia's call logs and dialed the number that had just called her. He shot her a glance as the call went through. "Hello, who the hell is this?" Rothschild asked immediately the person at the other end picked up the call. "You just made my wife faint." "Is...is this Mr. Rothschild?" The person asked. "Yes, it is...""I've tried to reach you but I couldn't so I decided to call your wife's phone instead." Rothschild remembered that he had left his own phone in the bedroom so he wouldn't have been able to hear it ring. "You haven't answered my own question yet. Who the hell are you?" Rothschild asked again. "My name is...""You know what, I don't care what your name is, just tell me what you told Amelia that made her faint. Wh