Chapter 63 Chapter 63
Selena
Trigger warning
“I’ll do it.”
I looked up to see him break into a smile.
I sighed. “But if he tries anything, I’m leaving the room. I don't mind if you fire me then.” I formed my voice to sound stern, one that I had used on Josh.
He rolled his eyes dramatically. “Sure love, feel free to leave the room.”
I’m turned around and pushed out, his hands to my back.
“Just like how you attend to the people on the lower floor, be kinder to him. You know what I mean?”
We walked, his hands still on my back. He gave me a little shove.
“Yes,” I answered. I could only hope everything will go well.
“Mm, for the name, call him master. Since he is basically my boss. You must do well.” He tapped my shoulder.
I have never interfered with things that happen on the upper floor.
Calling someone master was only done in school.
Maybe they liked it that way.
We reached a door and he stopped, going in front of me. He knocked. “Boss, are you in?” He asked, his ears to the door, grinning.
Why was he so happy?
An answer must have come because he suddenly opened the door, making space for me, and he stretched his hands, gesturing for me to enter.
The room wall was decorated with white and a touch of black.
The bed had a curtain over it which was white. That was the only thing in the room.
“I’m here boss, with Ynessa, just like you wanted.” Boss said, looking at the bed.
I looked too, unable to see anyone, until something moved and then a leg stepped out of the curtain before it raised to reveal him.
Tall, pale skin and breads. He should be in his thirties
“Hello Ynessa, it's nice to finally see you. I’ve been watching you.” He broke into a smile, his white teeth complementing his eyes.
I couldn't help, but break into one, seeing him. He seemed nice.
“Hello Master, it's nice to see you.” My hands, which have been holding each other, relax.
“I knew she was the one.” He said boldly, and boss tapped my shoulder.
“I promise that, this is the big fish, Selena. You won’t lack anything after this.” He whispered, His voice sending shivers down my body.
From the corner of my eye, boss bowed and then left.
Just who was this man?
“Come, Ynessa.” He beckoned with his hand and I walked to him. He was tall.
I was to his waist.
“Hmm, sweet girl. Come sit.” He tapped the space beside him.
It was only a company.
A voice rang in my ears as I sat down with him, a little distance between us.
“Hm,” His hands went to my hair, taking a strand. “Isn't your hair healthy?” He took it to his nose and inhaled. “You even smell nice, tell me, what aren't you?”
I swallowed, my skin pricking at his compliment. But he was soft spoken, contradicting all the men I have met.
Soft-spoken people were nice, just like the boss.
Though he loses it here and there.
“Tell me, are you a virgin? You should be right?” His hand trailed to my face and slowly to my neck, my body turned weary, uncomfortable.
It was just a company.
“I…I am.” I forced my voice to say, my fingers fidgeting with my gown, chest beating faster than usual.
Something was wrong.
“Wow, I knew it!” He raised his voice, his hand away from my shoulder to clap the other, then something shifted in his gaze. Something I haven't seen before.
“Ynessa, Ynessa, out of all the ladies I’ve met, you will be unforgettable.”
His voice grew deeper and then his eyes met my chest, lingered on it, slowly to my thigh, and then his finger reached for my thigh.
I jumped off the bed, facing him. “What do you think you are doing?” My hands shook, my legs trembled.
“Come back to the bed, Ynessa. Fuck, even your name makes my dick growl, wanting you. Come let me touch those peaky pussy, I’m sure they taste fresh, unlike those oldies.” He laughed, throwing his head.
He was crazy.
I turned, rushing to the door. He doesn't pursue.
I reached the doorknob to open it. But it clicked.
My brow furrowed.
I did it again, this time with force.
Nothing. Panic set in.
“Boss, boss. Why had you locked the door? Open it!”
“Ynessa, just bear this night for your sisters and me. I’ve done so much for you, so how dare you be ungrateful? Don't worry, it’s painful at first, but it eventually gets better. See, others like it, so you will. I’ll leave now.”
The sounds of footsteps leaving echoed on the other end.
“Boss,” I hit the door, shaking the knob. “Boss, how could you do this?”
“I guess you aren't so perfect, Ynessa. It turned out you are those girls that need to be tamed.” His laughter vibrated from my back.
I moved to turn, to look at him, but my hair was gripped hard.
“Since you like that play, I’ll gladly do it.”
“Let go! I’ll call the cops on you.” My scalp burned, my legs dragged the floor as he held my hair, dragging me to the bed.
I tried to reach for his hands, but the attempt turned futile.
“Do whatever you want sweetheart. “
I’m thrown to the bed, and he stood facing me. His gaze took me in and he licked his lips.
Disgusting, I looked to the side.
There was nothing, nothing, just the bed. But I could still leave.
Maybe tire him out by running around the room.
I moved to roll to the side, but my legs were grabbed.
“You little whore, stay still!”
Something hard struck my head, my eyes stilled, my neck stiffed and I fell back to the bed.
My eyes turned blurry as I now looked at him.
But why couldn't I move? What did he do to me?
I could hear and see him laughing as he took off his pants, followed by his shirt.
I could see him as he climbed the bed, as he touched my legs, pushing them apart.
Tears dropped down from my eyes.
“Please.”
But the word doesn't come out.
How cruel.
End of flashback.
“Fuck! She looks so good. Holy sexy bra. Take off her skirt, I want to go first.”
They laughed, as my shirt was taken off. My waist is pushed up, my skirt is dragged down.
“Shit, thank you for letting us have her, can we take some photos after?”
Valeria's voice came. “Do whatever you like, she’ll be dead anyway.”
Why?
My legs are spread apart.
I see him, he pulls down his underwear, his manhood in full display. He touched it, moving between my thighs. He says something, laughing.
I closed my eyes, tears flowing down my face.
Thank God, I was to be killed after. That way, I won’t feel the pain of this humiliation.
How cruel.
Gunshots fired, and something liquid was slashed on my face.
“Selena.”