Bought as His Toy

Chapter 7 Go On Like This

"Enough." Just as Stephanie closed her eyes in despair, someone snatched the knife from Jennifer.

It was Theodore.

He pulled Jennifer away with a grim face, shielding Stephanie behind him. Then he scolded Jennifer, "I taught you how to use a dagger, and this is how you use it?"

"I was just joking with her," Jennifer said, pressing her lips and making a casual excuse.

'There isn't much to explain about what just happened. After all, Mr. Nelson and I have grown up together as childhood sweethearts. He couldn't possibly do anything to me over someone who isn't even a plaything.'

"A joke?" Theodore flicked his wrist, and the dinner knife flew from his hand, stabbing straight into the floor by Jennifer's feet. "You call that a joke?"

Jennifer jumped back in fright, stumbling into a chair. She looked at Theodore in disbelief. "Mr. Nelson, how could you treat me like this because of her!"

"I've been too lenient with you," Theodore said with a grim face.

He knew that Jennifer had always been prone to jealousy, but to lay a hand on his people? Unacceptable. The image of the dagger's tip almost grazing Stephanie's eye flashed before Theodore's eyes. He was no longer willing to let Jennifer off easily. "Take some time to reflect. Hand your work over to Henry."

Jennifer's eyes widened even more in disbelief. She glared viciously at Stephanie as if she wished she could kill her with her gaze.

"What now? Are you thinking of defying my orders?"

At Theodore's words, Jennifer had no choice but to look down, turn around, and leave silently, gritting her teeth.

Stephanie's heart was pounding rapidly. She was unsure whether it was from the fear she had just felt or because of him.

'In just a few days, Theodore had saved me twice, no, maybe three times.'

Stephanie thought about everything that had happened recently. Her eyes grew brighter. A complex emotion began to stir within her.

'Maybe being given to him isn't all that bad.'

Theodore also thought about what had happened these past few days, but his brow was tightly furrowed. "You can't go on like this, having no self-defense skills at all."

'It was only my presence that saved her before, but what would happen if I weren't there?'

"Come with me."

Theodore led Stephanie to a corner of the manor.

There stood a dilapidated, unfinished building, like something out of a slum where addicts and homeless people might live. Stephanie hadn't expected to find such a place within the manor.

As they approached the building, Stephanie instinctively stopped. She just felt that she should never enter a place like this.

But then...

"Come on." Theodore tilted his head towards her. She had no other choice.

Stephanie stepped over broken bricks and walked into the old building.

Suddenly, Theodore, who was walking ahead, turned around and unexpectedly put something over her head.

It blocked Stephanie's sight. A strong force shoved her backward before she could adjust it to see again. She stumbled several steps before finally hitting the wall and stopping.

In an instant, Stephanie remembered how she had felt when Tiffany had cornered her in the warehouse. She reacted by struggling, which made Theodore press against her chuckle.

"Scared?" Theodore asked in a deep voice.

Stephanie swallowed nervously. She instinctively wanted to nod. But everything that had happened in the past few days flashed through her mind again. Theodore stood tall and strong, protecting her and filling her with a sense of safety.

Unknowingly, Stephanie realized her nervousness had disappeared.

Yet, at the same time, her heart was still beating faster and faster. She even felt like she could hear the sound of blood rushing through her veins. The scene seemed to overlap again, the blocked vision, his warm breath, and his hard manhood.

Memory and reality overlapped once more. His hard c**k was again pressed against her upper thigh, rubbing and moving little by little, finally stopping at her p***y.

Stephanie was gradually turning on, her body becoming hot.

'Is it going to happen here?'

Stephanie felt that her v****a was once again secreting that embarrassing fluid and began to throb slightly.

'Could it be that he liked doing it in this kind of place... I couldn't say what I felt, but it certainly isn't dislike. I must be crazy!'

Stephanie couldn't help but think of the word that had suddenly popped into her head yesterday. 'Master!'

At that moment, Stephanie's body became even stranger. She felt like she was drunk. Her mind was dizzy, and her fingers seemed to have a will of their own. She reached out to touch the hard c**k pressing against her.

"Show me what you've got." Theodore's magnetic, seductive voice echoed just above Stephanie's head, as if a magic potion, a catalyst for passion.

'Fine,' Stephanie felt her head spinning even more. Becoming this man's s*x toy seemed to be an irresistible fate.

Though she still refused to admit it, she knew clearly that both her body and her heart had already developed a certain indescribable longing for this man...

Given this, pleasing him with her body didn't seem like such an unacceptable thing.

With this thought in mind, Stephanie reached up with one hand to grip Theodore's neck, while the other reached for that thing she craved, the one that always excited her...

"What do you think you're doing?" Theodore's voice sounded again, this time with a hint of amusement.