Semua Bab HIS TOY : Bab 1 - Bab 10

ANNIE A week had passed and I had been locked in a room which I guess was my room. The weather seemed rather temperate and I liked it just fine. Having been detached from the outside world, I used my time to clean and reclean the room which was boring. I checked the time, it was almost time for dinner, my food was always served in my room by a servant I knew to be Sophia who lived in this estate. Suddenly, the door clicked open and I was brought back to reality. Sophia stood there with no tray of food in her hand.“Is anything wrong?” I asked and she smiled a little. “Dylan is back”, she said making me roll my eyes. Who cared if that bastard was back or not, I just wanted to eat.“So…” I said as her lips spread even more that I thought if it hurt.“He wants to have dinner with you”“No”, I said quickly without processing the situation that I was a mere captive who could be tossed at anytime.“No?” She asked quite taken aback by my response. “Yes. I don't want to eat with him, t

ANNIE Dylan Xavier wasn't just an ordinary mafia who had business everywhere. He ran both legal and illegal businesses. Rumour once had it that he had a PhD in medicine and surgery and could cut a life body with his eyes closed. Others said he was a lawyer and had lawyer friends who could get him out of trouble. Whatever it was, he was good and big in it. He was prospering in his legal businesses and the illegal ones were topnotch seeing how everyone knew of him… a crude handsome fox. Dylan was the number one in his business and to crown it all, here I was going through his stuff. Though his room was plain, the amount of files in there wasn't. So many trades, treaties, allegiance and the rest and there were books.I reached out and took one of them, the books weren't outdated because I knew every single one. ‘His’ by Aubrey Dark, ‘ Haunting Adeline’ , ‘The Priest’ by Sierra Simone. “Who knew the great and mighty Dylan Xavier reads these kinds of books” I murmured, wearing a

ANNIE Two weeks had passed and my stay here seemed inevitable. My life had normalized here and so had my dreams. The first few weeks I came here, my dreams were mostly at my place or in Spain, but then it changed. The first time Dylan Xavier kissed me was the day my dreams started at his estate, and how he did dirty things to me — things I didn't want him to stop doing. Thinking back at the shower I wanted more of it, the way he aggressively pushed me and ate me up made me excited all of a sudden. He had used his long hard fingers and fucked me, I bit my lips and shut my legs tight, closing my eyes, my thoughts all about the wonderful things he could do to me. I put my fingers into my pussy and pushed it in slowly then aggressively like he had done. I looked at the table and saw a big screw driver and smiled. Using the handle I shoved it down my pussy and suddenly felt good though not better. I thought of him as he sucked my pussy and licked the life out of it as I shoved the

ANNIE A week had passed since I tried to escape from the Xavier's estate, and a week since the incident at the dining room. Things had been going too well than I expected, with Dylan being overly nice and me craving for something better than last week. But he was a busy man, either he was in his study or he was out of town or on a phone call and when he did have time for me, I was probably passed out on the bed.Sometimes, it felt like I had finally lost it, but after that incident, my eagerness to meet him deepened. Every night passed without him caused me some sort of issues I hardly comprended.I waited night after night for the day he'd wrap his arms around me and claim me as his... toy. I sat on the kitchen stool chopping some onion, I didn't mention the part that I officially became the cook after that terrible night. He ordered the maids to move to the next house and let me cook, but I knew he wanted something else — something I couldn't figure out but wasn't going to

ANNIE I was told many times by the maids and one time or twice Dylan mentioned that he had a daughter, but I didn't expect she would be this young. Her hair was dark brown like honey and she had the prettiest eyes, just like him.She dropped her bag on the floor and ran to Dylan.“Daddy!” She screamed hugging him like he was everything she had… which was true in a way.“How have you been, Amy?” He asked, hugging her and using the tip of his fingers to caress her hair.“I've been good. The academy wasn't so bad except I didn't have many friends because…” She looked at him and he rolled his eyes. “... You know, I scare them!” She said and smiled. I wasn't one who cared about friendship back in my school days but I knew how it felt when no one wanted to play or talk to me. I would sometimes sit alone in the playground or ride the swing alone all the while thinking of if I should go home or run away to a social worker because Dad was getting aggressive.But it was all in the past.I c