Chapter 14

"What do you mean?"

"I think you should already understand what I mean. Aren't I yours now? So you should be the one most responsible for my happiness and security here. I'm yours, right? So I think-"

"You're mine, it's good that you realize that now."

"What?"

"If you already know that you are mine, do your job well. You will be safe if you don't do anything to disappoint me."

Lucien walked away leaving several questions that still felt shackled. Layla looked at the man's back which was getting further away. Task? Lucien considered that their short relationship, which would only last for three months, was nothing more than a job. It's true, they didn't know each other before. So, it is impossible for them to involve feelings about the relationship between the slave and the master.

"What was I really thinking? Did I really hope he would fall in love with me so I could spend three months in peace? I'm so stupid." She thought.

Layla went back into her room, locking the door after she had a feeling that she wasn't safe enough now with the presence of Lucien' little brother.

"Aaagh..." Layla screamed in surprise as she looked back after closing the door to her room. Keith was standing behind her with a devilish grin.

"Don't shout, do you think I'm a devil?"

"What are you doing here? When you-"

"Hahaha...you idiot! Didn't I tell you not to mess with me?"

Keith tried to approach her by making her step backwards until her back touched the locked door. Layla held her towel tightly, her body shivering.

"What do you want from me?"

"I remember repaying you for what you did, do you think I have forgiven you?"

"Okay, I'm sorry. I promise I won't have anything to do with you again!"

"Hahaha...I don't need your apology, you bitch! I need you to do something for me!"

"What is-"

"I want you to serve me right now!"

"What-" Keith didn't give Layla a chance to scream and struggle. He hugged Layla's body and kissed her lips aggressively.

Layla tried to struggle, but this man's strength was so strong that she couldn't move. Keith pulled back the towel covering her body, leaving Layla naked before his eyes. Layla felt suffocated, Keiyh didn't want to give her a chance to breathe at all.

"Let me go-"

Roughly, Keith lifted Layla's body and laid her forcefully on the bed. He grinned as he looked at Layla's beautiful body while taking off her clothes and trousers one by one.

"Don't do that or I'll scream!"

"Don't make me laugh, Layla. I know every man who has ever made love to you. So stop acting like a virgin and fuck me!"

Layla was silent, Keith's words were enough to make her realize who she really was. Her chest felt very painful and tight as if it was being squeezed by a very large stone. She surrendered, at a glance she seemed to see John Weisz's shadow and the cruel words he said.

"A bitch like you better just give up, because no one will think you're worth anything!"

Her tears flowed even though she didn't want to hold them back, she opened her legs wide and acted like she should. Keith smiled with satisfaction, he knew that it was very easy for him to get what he wanted. Keith began to kiss every inch of her smooth skin, using his tongue to stimulate Layla.

"Oh..." Layla started to moan, making sounds that would make any man even more excited.

Her soft and seductive gaze made Keith even more motivated. He licked and sucked on Layla's nipples which were starting to harden and his gentle bite made Layla moan even louder.

"Oh-" her body squirmed as Keith's tongue and lips began to touch her pussy which was starting to get wet. Keith used his tongue, pushing it in while sucking hard on her pussy.

"Uh...oh..." Layla groaned, she was starting to forget her hatred for Keith and enjoyed what this man was doing to her body.

Clear liquid gushed from her vagina as she felt an orgasm. The liquid drenched Keith's face and he almost swallowed it. Keith raised his head and changed his position to see what Layla's reaction would be after he delivered the deadly stimulus.

"Look at your face! You look like a crazy slut who loves sex. You shouldn't have rebelled in the first place!"

"Shouldn't a mean guy like you like a little tug-of-war?"

"You're right, I didn't know you were so good at guessing a man's fantasies. You really are a very sexy bitch!"

Layla looked at him with alluring eyes, opening her mouth for Keith to give her his cock. Keith smiled, he did what Layla asked. Showing his dick which was starting to become erect right in front of Layla's face.

Layla took a kneeling position with her buttocks lifted upwards, seeing the round and firm shape of her buttocks made Keith's dick almost perfectly erect. She used her mouth and both hands to stimulate Keith's dick. Keith pulled her hair as the pleasure filled his veins.

"Oh shit-" Keith sighed. She started to move her hips to the rhythm. Occasionally he looked down, seeing how Layla was doing her job properly. He smiled with satisfaction.

"That's enough, I want to do it in the 69 pose. Come here, get on top of me!" He said as he lay down on the bed and asked Layla to take a position on top of him.

"Sure."

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