Sample chapter 5

The Rest of the Rules Willa stared in shock at the blank piece of paper in front of her, tears rolling down her cheeks. She had to become his lover and fulfill all his needs. She also had to take on the responsibilities of a wife and live with him in the villa. She was given just 24 hours to decide her fate. Did she want to be someone's sex doll? Did she want to be the lover of someone who showed little emotion or consideration for her? She sighed thinking about it. It was for her father. She didn't want him to be framed and spend his whole life in prison.

She clutched the paper tightly and sighed again. She placed the newspaper on the table and began to prepare her breakfast. After setting the breakfast table, she went into her room and dropped the tea envelope that contained her entire life. She sat down at the dining table and began to eat by herself. She wondered why Damien hadn't come to eat breakfast. Her question was answered when there was a knock on the door. The maid went to open the door, and a slim, pretty girl came in, saw Willa, and clicked her tongue.

"I think he's outdone himself," she said, and headed for Damien's room.

Willa just looked at herself and smiled. What did she expect? She didn't expect him to love her. She was just a lover and he could do what he wanted, whenever he wanted. This reminded her of her father and tears rolled down her cheeks. She wished that this hadn't happened and that her father was still here.

"I'll get you out of this, Dad." She wiped her tears and stood up.

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John and Anita stood on the balcony of the office while John smoked marijuana. "I think Thomas hates me because of what I did to him," he said.

Anita scoffed. "If you were him, do you think you'd rather go to prison?"

John looked at his assistant with a sad look on his face. "I know you don't want to go there, but Thomas is my friend, not just a worker."

Anita rolled her eyes. "What's done is done,"

John sighed dejectedly. >>>>>>>>>>

At the villa for the night, Willa hasn't seen Damien. Even though the blonde girl had left a few hours ago, Willa could already guess what they had done, so her hair was messy, but she didn't care. She went over to the maid who was standing in the corner of the room dusting the window.

"Um... hello," Willa said, trying to get her attention. "Oh. Hello, ma'am," the maid replied with a smile. "Hello." "Maybe you've met the owner of the house? I was wondering because I've never seen him show up for breakfast, lunch or dinner," Willa said, expecting an answer from the middle-aged woman. "Not really. But if the owner of the house doesn't show up like that, it means he must be busy with his studies. "Maybe he's busy," she replied, bowing her head. "Where's the study?" Willa asked. "It's over there," the maid pointed in a direction. "Okay, thank you." Willa continued dusting and smiled at the woman as she walked toward the study. When she reached the huge door, she knocked twice and opened it quietly. There she saw a large man sitting in a chair. There were files scattered across the table. He looked busy. His office was as simple as could be, though she could tell the furniture was exquisite. Damien was still concentrating and didn't seem to notice her presence. "Um... hello," Willa muttered.

Damien looked up from his pile of files. He stared at her coldly. "What is it?"

Willa seemed at a loss for words. She just stared at him blankly. "If you have nothing to say, can you just leave?" he said, obviously trying to control his anger. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't come to eat today. I was just worried," she said finally. Damian snorted coldly. "Does the contract say you have to worry about me?" Junior asked.

"No, but. Never come to me unless I call. Got it?" he asked.

In that moment, Willa felt out of place. "Okay. "How's my father's case going?" Damian looked at her coldly. "I'll let you know if there are any developments. Go now and don't go into my study or come near me until I call you." Willa looked at him and smiled. "Okay. "Goodnight," she said and turned to leave. Once she was out the door, she took a deep breath. Little did she know that she had been holding her HEF breath for a while. It turned out he was more frightening than she thought. She ran to her room and lay down on her bed. She couldn't stop thinking about the blonde woman who had come to her house today. She was beautiful and had the right body proportions. She wasn't jealous. She was angry at Damien. She knew that she was just a sex toy to him and that he had no interest in her. But why would he want her when he could obviously have any woman? When she said she would do anything to get her father out of prison, she didn't mean losing her virginity to a man who didn't care about her and treated her like a pariah. She knew she hated this path she had chosen, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't back out now. She decided to do it for her father. At least, once her father's case was solved and he was proven innocent, she would be free.

Just as she was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in," she said.

A maid came into the room and bowed to her. "Ma'am, a gentleman wishes to see you in the bedroom within five minutes."

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