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Angela's POV: As I made my way into the kitchen to find Madonna and Helen, they returned from the backdoor. Madonna smiled and asked, "Do you need anything, Miss? I went to show Helen around the house." "Yes. I am famished," I said. Madonna smiled and replied, "Alright. You can wait in the kitchen. Helen, you can go home. Master Richard said you will only come to work morning and evening starting from tomorrow, to clean the house and wash the toilet and bathroom. You do not have to worry about anything else." "Alright. Thank you, Miss," Helen said, turning to face me as she left us in the kitchen and walked away. I was surprised because I wondered where Madonna saw Richard and where he told her that Helen had to work only in the morning and in the evening. After Helen left Madonna and me in the kitchen, I walked up to the island to meet Madonna and asked, "Where did you meet Master Richard, and where did he inform you that Helen had to work only in the morning and in the evening?"

Angela's POV: I still couldn't believe that I have to eat with my elder sister's boyfriend with the same spoon. I was irritated because I could feel Richard's lips on the spoon, and he was clearly enjoying every bit of it, as he relaxed feeding me and eating too. 'Get it together, Angela. You should just play nice with him since he's not asking you for sex,' I encouraged myself as I was restless. The way Richard peered at me, it was clear what his intention was. He wanted to sleep with me, but because he didn't love me and he wasn't supposed to fall in love with any woman, he held himself back. Sighing, I stood up and cleared the plates to the kitchen, and I saw Madonna standing there and cleaning the kitchen. "Are you alright?" She asked me with a calm voice as I walked into the kitchen, and I nodded. "Yeah. I am fine," I replied calmly, and she smiled. "Alright. I will take it from here and wash the plates. About learning how to cook, I will get the ingredients ready for tomo

Angela's POV: "Something that I should have done a long time ago," Richard replied, as he pulled me closer to his chest and sealed his lips on mine, kissing me passionately. I knew that he was mad at me. I threatened him with a knife, though I wasn't brave enough to kill him. His lips came down on mine, kissing me roughly as he bit on my lips as a form of punishment. This was supposed to be my first kiss, and yet, Richard stole it away from me. His lips claimed mine fervently, as he held me against his chiseled chest and continued kissing my lips with desire. Once Richard let go of me and parted his lips from mine, I was breathless and breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath. Richard held my arms and said, "Let this serve as a warning to you, Angela. The next time you provoke me, I will fụck you throughout the whole night until you learn to know that you're mine, alright." My body trembled, hearing his statement, and he gently bit my right ear, and I hated the way that my

Richard's POV: Friday night arrived, and I was at the boxing center, getting ready to support my friend, Morgan Kingston, as he was preparing for the boxing match against the next opponent. Morgan was standing in the changing room, wearing his safety gear. His mouthguard to protect his teeth, gums, and jaw from impact. His headgear for protection of his head and face from punches and potential cuts or injuries (often used in amateur or sparring situations). He also wore padded gloves to protect both his hands and their opponent's face from injury. His hand wraps were for support and protecting his hands and wrists from sprains or fractures. Finally, he had his cup, which was a protective gear for male boxers to safeguard against low blows. These safety measures help reduce the risk of injury during boxing matches and training. As he was done with wearing his boxing equipment, as the match was starting by 8 pm, we hadn't known who he was going to compete against. "Morgan, I cannot b

Angela's POV: I wasn't expecting to see Richard Henshaw in my room tonight. I hadn't seen him since morning, and I wondered if he had gone to his work because he hasn't gone to his company or wherever he went to work since he brought me to his house. I didn't know why Richard had brought me back from the harem. But something in the way he peered at me made me feel uncomfortable. It made me feel that he had a desire to do something to me. Like sleep with me. My thighs clenched at the thought of it, but I didn't want to become his sex slave. During my sleep, I had felt the cold touch of something on my chest, and I thought it was a dream, until my blue eyes swung open, and I saw him, my elder sister's boyfriend, in the room. The way Richard peered at my face made me uneasy. And he reminded me that I had to accompany him to witness my sister's auctioning. 'Who would want to purchase Isabella? What if it's an old man? Was Richard Henshaw truly the new boss of the Dark Realm Auction