The Billionaire's Sex Slave

Do it with me

Because of what he said, I flinched. I knew he wasn't serious about what he said, but since he had done it to me before, I knew he could do it again. Back then, I assumed it was normal; I believed it was for me.

He drew me back, and I collided with his chest. He embraced me so firmly that it felt as though if he let go of me, he'd never be able to touch me again. I pushed him hard and luckily, and I managed it with ease. If I'm weak, he appears to be even weaker. When I got away from him, he appeared to lose even more strength.

I shuddered as if I couldn't believe what he said. I smiled sarcastically, then went to the end of the table, so he wouldn't approach me.

“Is that what rich people do? When you don't get what you want, you go through violence?” My gaze deepened on him.

Because he was silent, it appears like I struck him and trampled on his ego. As the shadows faded, I peered out the window, and there was quietness for a few seconds. I became even more upset as I considered how unlikely I was to fight him, yet I came out to be beating him up in our conversation.

“Even the cops were bought by you. Why? Do you want to pay me as well?” I approached him, gathered my courage, and then touched his necktie because I didn't want to lose. I yanked on it, bringing his face even closer to mine. “You don't have to do that; you can do everything for me now, and nothing seems to have happened when you walk out that door. Exactly like your mama!” After saying such forceful remarks to him, I released go of his necktie.

“My mom doesn't want to admit what happened, so I'm here to ask you. I want to know the truth. Maybe you're just mistaken, Caroline. Possibly, you're just carrying— ”

I did not smack him. It's also not simply a typical blow. I punched him in the face to startle him awake. It appears that what he did to me has been erased from his memory. Why does he look to be acting as if I had a mental disorder? I never curse someone until I have sufficient evidence! Even those who raped me were not imprisoned because I had no proof.

“What? Have you become accustomed to your mania? —No, I'm mistaken. Did you decide you were a willful delusion?”

He didn't even move from where he was standing. He kept staring at me. Maybe this is also the time to condemn everything that happened to me from the beginning until I was here in this situation. I planned to just bury everything in oblivion, stop worrying about the events that have occurred but for him to act like this, is not fair! He is the reason I became like this! Why I did lose everything! From my parent to my daughter! But I would never tell him what the Attorney told me because I don’t want him to ruin anything from me ever again!

“I didn't question you about what you did to me before. I look up to you. For Caroline Miller, Andrius Easton is a respected man. That man is the one I should obey because he helped me.” I stopped at that part, I might suddenly say that I knew he was the reason for my parent’s death. My heart breaks as if a hammer were crushing on it. My tears were flowing, and it seemed like it was connected to my vein because the fluids didn’t stop dripping.

“When you made me feel that I was important to you, I was probably the happiest person then. For the first time, I had someone willing to take care of me. There is someone who can understand and accompany me.” I let the tears flow down my cheeks. I listened to my emotions and let my hatred talk. I let them say everything they despised to Andrius.

Andrius on the other hand just watched me as if it was the first time he had heard all the resentment left in me over the months. I thought all this pain was a shadow. I'm mistaken, they were just waiting for me to get them out.

“But when you married Beatrice and you took me there! It was as if heaven and earth were insulting me. It was as if heaven was furious with me. I was reluctant to leave the house so full of good memories.” I punched his chest in excruciating pain while remembering everything. The stone stuck in my throat. He just hugged me.

“When I left that house, it hurt me. For me, you're happy with her, so I don't push anymore. Destiny deceives me. I gave it all to you. I chose to let you go.” My knees gave way as I touched down in the scenario of what had happened to me.

I walked away from him, he let me, but I fell on the dirty and dusty floor. I first pointed to my body. I looked up at him, laughing like crazy. I tore the top I was wearing, letting it take me back to how that scenario happened. I showed him how they disgust and sicken me. How they defiled my character.

“This is where they first touched me.”

Trembling, I removed my bra and my naked body opened up to him. He quickly knelt and removed the coat tuxedo he was wearing and put it around on me, but I just looked at it … removed and threw it. I want him to watch how it all happened to me.

Next, I removed my underwear. I didn’t leave anything behind because this place was just perfect to show everything to him. From the dirty floor, dark and scary people. The only difference is, the person in front of me now is no longer them. The person in front of me now is the person who crushed my being.

I took his hand. I put it on my naked body. I let myself feel his warm palms.

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