As soon as those words slipped out of my mouth, my heart started to beat at an unusual pace. The contracting thoughts entered my head, and the dominant one urged me to run away, but I was rooted to the ground.
Taking his large steps, he walked towards me and stood, towering over me. In a moment, he grabbed my waist, which made my body collide with his.
He said, smirking, "Finally, you made a right choice."
Then he handed me the documents and called Alex. He spoke in his serious tone, "Alex, rush to the hospital. Give them whatever they want. Mira needs to be saved. If not, I'm burning that hospital down."
I was flabbergasted. He even knew my sister's name.
He then signaled me to sign the contract. I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to be bound to him in the name of a contract. But his glare warned me. For the person who could save someone, it wouldn't take much time to kill the same one.
With my trembling hands, I signed the contract, knowing I was putting my freedom into a monster's hands.
"You did sign the contract." He smiled and took the document from me.
He shut his eyes for a moment, and then he looked at me with a kind of evil in them. The smile on his face was replaced by an arrogant smirk, which only frightened me.
"I… I need to go to the hospital." I turned around to leave, but he held my hand in a firm grip, stopping me.
"Where do you think you are going?" He clenched his jaw. "From this moment, everything of yours belongs to me, including the time you spent on others."
"No…" I shook my head, regretting my actions. "My sister…"
He cut me off and threw me over his shoulder fiercely. "Your sister will be fine."
"Hey! Let me go." I shouted, despite knowing my words had no value.
"Another word from you, I'll consider this as a violation and stop your sister's treatment."
I zipped my lips while tears fell from my eyes. It was the moment to let go of any hope and accept the reality. For the next eighteen months, everything of mine belonged to him.
He took me toward the giant sofa and put me down while gawking at me with his predatory eyes. My body didn't stop trembling when his hand gripped my top. As a reflex, I held his hand to stop him, but his serious gaze made me leave his hand.
He straddled over me, taking off my top, leaving me only in my bra. He then brought his lips near my neck, leaving wet kisses. It was a shame that I started to enjoy his kisses despite my hatred for him.
"Trust me, babygirl, you'll enjoy this." His raspy voice hit my ears while he took off my bra, exposing my boobs.
My face turned red, and I put my hands on his chest to keep the distance, but he held both my hands with his one hand and pinned them above my head.
"Mr. Wolfe…"
My legs trembled when his fingers grazed my nipples. I tried to not give in, but a soft moan escaped my lips as he licked my nipple and started to suck my boobs.
His saliva smeared all over my chest, and his hands started to rub my pussy over my pants. I tried to keep my legs together, but he was quick to spread my legs and slip his hand inside my jeans.
In a swift motion, he took off my jeans, leaving me in my panties, which were already wet. He then brought his tongue over my thighs and stomach. A smirk appeared on his lips as he touched my wet panties.
"Already wet for me."
He rubbed on top of my panties, which made me let out a soft moan. He kept rubbing over my panties while earning moans from me.
"Ahh! Mr. Wolfe…" I lost myself in his touch.
"Shh!" He put his finger over my lips and looked into my eyes as he said in a deep voice, "It's Keiran, baby."
My entire body glistened with his saliva. My fear got mixed up with the pleasure I was getting, which started to make the moment hauntingly erotic. I wanted his hands and fingers not on my panty but inside it.
A proud smirk formed all over his face as he noticed how my body started to react to his touch. Just when I was expecting him to touch my bare pussy, he left me and stood straight.
I was beyond confused. Just when I was reacting and expecting more, he left me. I looked at him with my pleading eyes until he spoke, which made me snap back to the reality.
"Serve me the drink."
He sat on his couch and waited for me. A wave of embarrassment hit me so hard that I quickly sat straight and took my clothes to wear, but his voice interrupted me.
"Only in your wet panties."
My stomach twitched at his words, and I walked to him only in my panties. His gaze never left me, which reddened my cheeks.
As I poured him his drink, he pulled me to his lap. I tried to free myself from his grip, but he didn't leave me. His hand snaked around my waist, keeping me in his grip.
He took a sip from his alcohol glass, but instead of gulping it down, he kissed my lips, holding the back of my neck. When I didn't give him the access, his hand slipped under my panties, and he pinched my clit.
"Ahh!" As soon as I shouted, he took the chance to make me drink the alcohol from his mouth. It was not just the alcohol that entered my body but also Mr. Wolfe's taste that mixed up with mine, claiming his territory.
Rubbing my thigh, he spoke, "Your entire body is glistening with my touch and taste. Do you know what it means?"
His grip on me tightened, and he made me look into his eyes. "It means I claimed you as one of the delicacies I own. So, you better be sweet as always."
He then took his one last gulp of alcohol and walked away, leaving me. I fell on the couch, feeling many emotions. Anger, hatred, horniness, and most of all, devastation.
It was just the beginning, and the future seemed void. While my sister was battling for her life, I wanted his fingers inside me, and I hated myself for that.