Chapter 73 Chapter 73
Selena
“We have been waiting for you, please follow us.” Two maids bowed, their uniforms different from the ones I had seen earlier. They didn’t smile like others as they spoke, their presence intimidating..
I swallowed, following after them.
After dropping me off, Zac askedaw me to come down here without following me. The place was different from when I first came here.
I followed them.
This was what I needed to do. It was happening.
My heart was heavy, unsure whether to give myself to him. But one thing was going to happen. Josh would be freed, and everything would return to normal.
‘Not everything, Selena. You’ll be his.”
I licked my lips. It couldn’t be bad to be his. Besides he has been nothing, but nice to me, so what could go wrong?
Images of him torturing me that night with that thing flashed in my head.
I still didn’t know what that was. I’ve heard Mafia’s way of sex was different, but how different could it be?
How torturous would it be?
I should be afraid of what will happen, but deep down, I wasn’t, because my wants couldn’t be considered normal.
Though I’ve always been scared of giving in to Noah back then, that didn’t mean I never pleasure myself—Touch myself behind closed doors while I fill my head with crazy thoughts.
Some of which I knew weren't healthy.
Some I should seek help for some, just like what Theodore did that night when I wanted him to take me.
My fantasies were unremarkable.
So my skin can only pick at the anticipation of what would happen to me. How those dreams of his would unfold.
We entered a little room, and I struggled to focus because it was so dark.
Then white light fills the room, except for the end which was dark. And I could see the two maids again.
I looked around, there was nothing in the room….. well, except a bed, and on it, was a white veil, folded neatly.
“Strip, and lie on the bed.” The same maid spoke.
My throat tightened, eyes stinging at her words.
I’ve never been naked in front of strangers before. But it was obvious they weren’t backing down, and it wasn’t like I could leave here now.
With shaky breath, I unbuttoned, My fingers trembled as they found the buttons of my blouse, my pulse thundered in my ears, so loud that I was sure they could hear me as I popped the buttons free.
Cool air slipped inside the opening, brushing the swell of my breasts, making a shiver run down my spine. My breathing grew shallow as I pulled off the blouse, their eyes on me.
Something about the room felt so dark, so cold as I reached behind me for the zipper of my skirt. It was just the two girls, yet it felt like another pair of eyes was on me.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pushed downward, gliding down my thighs, and I stepped out of it.
Goosebumps erupted all over me from the coolness of being in my bra and panties.
Today I wore a pair of green ones. I faced the two maids and they nodded as if encouraging me to go on.
I closed my eyes for a second. What was the big deal? It was just my nakedness. They must have seen multiple girls before.
With that, I reached for my bra clasp and pulled. The straps slipped down my arms, before they fell, my breasts spilled free, my nipples hard from what was going to happen to me.
Next, I hooked my thumbs into the lace of my hips and dragged it down, the fabric peeled away from my cleanly shaved folds.
Now I stood in the middle of the room, bare, rare.
I have always been told, I had a great body, yet I couldn’t help the feeling of being aware of their stares on my body. How I wish I could cover myself back. But this was it.
“Lie on the bed, your head should be at the edge, and your legs against the headboard.”
My brows furrowed in confusion. Why that position? Maybe it was a role play?
I listened and walked to the bed. They followed, the other taking the veil.
What was I going to do with it? I don’t ask, but lie on the bed with white clothing.
“You’ll wait for master this way.” The one with the veil spoke for the first time today as she dropped the long veil on me.
Immediately they walked out, leaving me, giving me no chance to say anything.
What was going on?
What was the position about?
I pulled the soft veil over me, covering my body as I lay. It wasn’t covering anything, I was still exposed, waiting for my fate.
I shouldn’t feel shy after all he has seen me multiple times, yet my heart thundered, heaving loudly with anxiousness creeping over me.
My skin pricked with anticipation and fear. Each drop of second instigates something in me.
Then I heard it, the slow step of his legs, slow, deliberate, echoing off the marble floor.
A shiver ran down my spine as my head turned in the direction of the sounds.
It wasn’t from the door, instead it was from the dark corner that I had worried of it absence of light.
Suddenly the corner was no longer dark as light filled the room.
And there he stood in the middle, tall, imposing, his tailored white shirt hugged his body, defining the muscle under it.
Sleeves rolled to his forearms, the top two buttons already undone, revealing his chiseled chest.
Then my gaze dropped lower, down to his pants, and — fuck I can swear there was a bulge. a tent, a heavy erection, straining against the expensive material.
It couldn’t be because of me right? He must have been watching me. Watching me take off my clothes.
“Do you know the most beautiful part of the body Selena?” He asked, taking a chair, and dropped it in front of me.