Chapter 4 –
“Who-who are you?” I stumble backward until my back hits the wall.
The man frowns, he walks over to the love seat by the window, he casually takes a seat. He scans me up and down before slowly introducing himself. “My name is Andre Rossi. I’m the one who brought you here. My boss asked me to watch over you until he returns. I don’t know why you were at the auction house or if you were there to target my boss, one thing I know for sure, you so much as touch my boss and you’ll be six feet underground... You might look like her, but you’ll never be her.” He warns. “I warn you, don’t get too comfortable around here. It won’t take long before he throws you out like the other girls.” He sneers.
My gulp down the lump in my throat. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about…” I stutter out.
“I’m warning you; I don’t know what he plans to do with you. But don’t get too comfortable in this room. Who knows what happens when he returns… You could be dead even before he returns. I’ll see how I feel about you as the week goes by.” He looks at me as if I was a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of his shoe.
“I’m, I’m not trying to do anything. I-I don’t even know what you’re talking about…” I say hurriedly. Honestly, I was at the auction house against my will, I was bought against my will. All I did was accept my fate. I never wanted any of this. But it doesn’t seem like he’d believe me no matter what I said.
He eyes me before looking around the room. “All of this doesn’t belong to you. She’ll return one day and show who is boss. Remember one mistake and you’re out.” He stands walking closer to me. He eyes me with his judgy eyes one last time before walking out of the room.
I slump down to the floor. I couldn’t believe it. I was getting too comfortable here. One day and I was being put into my place. He was right, I wasn’t here on vacation. I was here against my will. I never had my freedom. I never will.
My life was one living hell after another. Why did I think now would be any different? What the hell is wrong with me? Why did I believe now would be any different than before? Why did I think the man bought me to save me? No, I didn’t think that. No…
I shake those thoughts out of my head.
I was forgetting I was sold and auctioned off to a man I have no idea is a murder or a good man. I need to remain on guard. What is wrong with me?
Who is she? I don’t even know what he’s talking about.
I breathe a sigh of relief once he’s gone. He scares me, not because he is built like a body builder, but the look in his eyes, it looked as though he could kill me in seconds. And I believe he could kill me if he wanted to.
I must have massacred an orphanage in my past life to be treated the way I’ve been treated all my life. Hell, I must have killed a king as well. A leader loved by many and cursed to suffer in all of my reincarnations.
I used to love reading those kind of books, the reincarnations, I'm not a religious type of person but I do belief after we die we will be reborn.
The door opens again, and I jump in fright. Mia.
She frowns when she looks at me. “I brought dinner…” she says in a bored, placing the food on the desk and walking out again.
I look at my dinner. And sigh… Pasta in a white sauce and I assume that’s chicken. I have no idea what this is.
Once I’m done eating Mia comes back into the room. She takes the dishes and places them on a tray.
“In the morning a doctor will be in to check on your health. It’s master’s orders.” She says.
I nod. “Thank you…” I manage to whisper out.
Remembering the man of before I fear what the doctor might do, my experience with doctors, well I’ve only experienced one doctor. When John took me in, a doctor came in to make sure I was a virgin, it was one of the worst experiences of my life. Is that going to happen to me again?
Is he going to make sure I’m really a virgin? The only reason my family gave me up in the first place was because I was a virgin. If I had known, I would have picked some random man off the street and given him my flower. I might have actually become an artist by now. I would have been in my third year of university. Here I am sold from one person to another like a slave.
“Miss Grace? What’s wrong are you feeling unwell? Should I call for a doctor?” Mia asks.
My head snaps up to her. I shake my head frantically. I didn’t want the doctor. I didn’t want one anywhere near me.
Mia seemed cold and detached most of the time, yet it seems as though she’s warming up to me. I didn’t mind the ways he spoke or the way she looked at me, I found it comforting. Though I have no idea what her boss has planned for me. I wasn’t getting my hopes up. I could be dead tomorrow.
Did I really care at this point? At least the last moments of my life is spent in luxury…
I clench my fists. What has my life come to? This isn’t the life I’ve ever wanted to live. I had dreams, dreams to get out of the slumps and sell my art and finally move to another country away from my family. Travel the world. Spend the rest of my days in comfort. At this point I’m lucky to even be alive right now. Selling my art is a dream I’ll never accomplish, not now not ever.
Chapter 5 Rowan PriestPOVStanding outside of the fucker’s cottage. Out on bail my fucking ass. It’s dead cold and I’m close to freezing my fucking balls off. I want nothing more than to shoot him in the damn head and be on with it. But fucking patience. Like my father would always tell me.Patience Ro, patience. It makes your prey suffer more. Make sure to leave them a open door, let them think they have a way out that’s when you pounce. That’s when you kill them seeing the despair in their eyes makes pay back all the more worthwhile. I must say my father’s words thing in my ears as I freeze my balls off in this damn cold. Dead of fucking winter in the middle of nowhere. Emiel thought he could get away asking Gunner for help, Gunner’s on my pay roll he contacted me as soon as he got the damn phone call. Little Emiel thought he’d be home free once Gunner helped him flee.“So when can we go in? I’m fucking freezing. The fucker is warming his willy by the fireplace while mine’s second
Chapter 6 Third Person POV Emiel Fields arrives at the cottage he has been staying at for the past week, waiting for the past week, he just dropped his lover at her friend’s house for the evening. They’ll be leaving in the morning. She wanted to say bye to her friends. Who knew Slade Graves would play dirty and have him arrested. He switches on the light in the living room, when he looks up, he sees Slade sitting on the sofa, in his silver mask. His blue eyes staring into his soul. Emiel’s back stiffens, chills down his spine. This was what he feared most. He knew he was going to die tonight. he clenches his fists. He slowly walks over to the opposite side sofa and sits. “You really thought you could hide from me?” Slade’s deep voice sends shivers down his spine. Slade looks behind Emiel and nods his head. Emiel hears footsteps approaching. Gunner walks out from the shadows with a dark smirk on his face he takes a seat beside Slade. “Slade…” Emiel stammers. He knew he was g
Chapter 7 – The ContractGrace WilsonPOVI’ve slept every night comfortably in bed, yet I still have nightmares of my time with John, I would wake up screaming, sweaty and sitting upright, feeling as if I’ve never even slept a wink. There are some things you just want to forget.Walking out of the bathroom, my hair bundled in a towel, my hair is finally back to its normal healthy curls. My hair was matted it took Mia and me washing it all week, she had to brush my hair with a special brush she got off Amazon.I sigh in relief holding the towel in my hands.“Gracelynn Anabella Wilson.” A deep familiar voice speaks.I jump up in surprise, the towel falls from my hold and my eyes dart across the room. A familiar figure sits at the table at the far end of the room. He doesn’t bother looking at me, he continues to look at the file he holds in his hands.“Age twenty-one. Birthday 11th February 1997. Eldest child to Melissa and Cole Wilson. Younger brother James Gray Wilson, a high school a
Chapter 8Rowan PriestPOVI walk into my bedroom after speaking to her. I throw myself onto the bed. The entire week has been playing on my mind, if I didn’t buy her what would have happened to her? It makes me sick to my stomach to think of a man older than my own after touching her, maybe it’s because she looks so much like her that I can’t help myself.Though Angelica never looked like a little deer when she was around me. This girl looks like she could die of fright.It didn’t take long for him to jump on the bed and lay beside me. I’ve got an all-black Maine coon male cat named Demon King. I’ve had him since I was eighteen. When I first got him he was the tiniest little thing, he is almost as big as I am. I stroke him. He moves closer to me.“Hey buddy, did you miss me?” I ask him sitting up.He lays his head on my lap. I smile at him.He has free reign in the west wing where my bedroom is. While where I have my own privacy. The girl is in the east wing. Demon King loves roaming
Chapter 9Grace WilsonPOVWhen Mr. Priest left, I stayed by in the garden and look a look around, the garden was so beautiful, I’ve never seen anything like it in my life. I couldn’t help but be envious of people who take beauty like this for granted. I imagined having a cup of coffee in the morning here like the women described in books.I bend down to touch the dandelions it’s the flowers I loved most. They looked so beautiful amongst the other flowers. Ever since I’ve been brought to this house, I’ve experienced things I never even imagined experiencing. The room I stayed in was amazing, being in a home library, not having to worry whether all the pages are in the books is something new to me as well. I’ve been really appreciative of what he has done for me.“Miss Grace let me lead you to your room…” Mia says from behind me.I turn my head to look at her.I nod getting up. “I’m sorry for keeping you waiting, I know you’re busy.” I tell her.Mia nods and leads the way; I notice rig
Chapter 10A few hours earlierRowan PriestPOVMy patience has been wearing thin listening to this fool rattle on and on about how he was framed, he hasn’t given us any information. But he sure as hell knows if he is involved in any way, I will put a bullet in his head myself.I eye him. I couldn’t stand his babbling any longer. Though I am trying to spot his lie if there’s one. I’d find it.Andre’s standing behind him. Andre’s eyes are on me. His hand behind his back, no doubt he’s got his hand on his gun.I finally speak. “How does your entire crew go missing with an entire shipment gone to?" I ask him.He swallows not answering me. He looks at me panicked.I narrow my eyes at him. Andre begins to say something, but I stop him.“I don’t know anything Rowan, I swear. A few days ago, there were couple of guys sneaking around asking about you, but I got them sent off site. Then when I showed up to work this morning none of the crew pitched and then the police came to arrest me. and th
Chapter 11Rowan PriestPOVWalking into my parents’ house holding Grace’s hand, I could feel her sweaty palm, she’s nervous.I pause by the door. “What’s wrong?” I ask her.“We’re meeting your parents…” she whispers.I look at her confused. “So?” I ask.“What if they don’t like me?” she asks.I almost feel bad for the poor girl. She’s still a child and has been thrown to wolves.Before I can say anything, I hear my mother’s voice. “I swear none of my children love me…” my mother rounds the corner.Grace stiffens beside me. I don’t have time before my mother’s in front of us. My mother looks like she always does, a designer dress that fits her like a glove. Her hair tied in a tight bun like it always in.She startles when she sees me. Her eyes widen when her eyes move from me to Grace and then to our joined hands.Her hand goes to her heart. “Gesù, vuoi farmi venire un infarto? Mi è quasi sembrato di vedere un fantasma?” she asks. Glaring at me. {Jesus you want to give me a heart atta
Chapter 12 Grace WilsonPOVThe Priest family is something out of this world. They’re the type of family you see in Hallmark movies. Their mother is loving and very stern with her sons. When Damian gives snide remarks, she glares at him, and he shuts his mouth. When she asks Rowan about planning the wedding and he gives her one-word answers to show he has zero interest in something she glares at him, and he gives her the answers she wants afterward. It’s a family dynamic I’ve only ever seen in movies.Their father is quiet throughout dinner and barely says a word other than put food in his wife’s plate and eat his food. From what I can see he loves his wife dearly. Even when she’s scolding her sons, he has hearts in his eyes.“You, okay?” Rowan asks me.I turn to him, we’re on our way back to his house after dinner. I nod.When Rowan was saying bye to his parents Damian his twin brother approached me and told me I better give up on getting his brother’s love and that he would never l