By the moon, I swear

CHAPTER 2

AMBER

The doors were huge with a golden shade. Among all the rooms that I had surveyed that was the most beautiful. Seeing the door not closed and no one around I let my curiosity drive me. I went inside. The bed was custom made, huge

I heard footsteps behind me and I turned to check whose they were already looking for the various places to hide then I saw him. A tall beautiful man with a broad chest with a magnificent body. I don’t know what did it justice to call it the body of a god or to just admit that it was made of concrete and s*x. Both way, he was naked and my mind went blank. From the way he was comfortable I knew the man hadn’t seen me yet. First I contemplated running outside the room but then he would notice me the only choice I had was to hide. I spotted a good hiding place that would not only make me invisible to him but also give me a good sight to the room itself. That way I could sneak out without anyone noticing that I was even there in the first place. But to my streak of bad luck, that wasn’t possible. I missed the laptop cable and tripped, before I could stop myself I wailed as I lost balance and hit my head on the nightstand.

Flinching at the pain, I forgot for a moment where I was and what my course of action was. ‘I take it you are the woman Will hired to take care of me,’ a rich masculine voice said behind me reminding me of the recent events. I turned to face him figuring that if he was talking to me he must have wrapped a towel on his waist at the very least. My mind, emotions, nerves, senses all spiraled out of control. I tried to avert my eyes but his body held my gaze in place. I have never seen a naked man body before apart from learning about it in school. And there he was a man so free and willing to take me down the memory lane. All I could do was stare at his chest, arms, abs and then my gaze shifted lower. I saw it the member that made my life a living hell condemning me to a life of torture. I felt anger and rage rise from within me and consume me. I averted my gaze trying to control myself; trying to tame my anger down. I should have stayed put as instructed by Sir Will maybe then I wouldn’t have found myself in that embarrassing situation let alone have the need to shred my anger. All I could do at that moment was remember the filthy pig and my head couldn’t stop from furiously pounding. The man bent down next to me trying to examine how bad the injury on my head was. I didn’t get how he seemed okay with his only his flesh on. I was a stranger so how was he that comfortable in my presence like that? I don’t know what pissed me off more at that moment; the fact that I brought this upon myself or the fact that the man before me was a pervert. Gauging the distance from where I was to the door, I rose up with every intention of bolting out. It was embarrassing enough to be there with him and I didn’t need anyone else finding us in that compromising position. I had to save the last ounce of dignity left. ‘Please put on some clothes,’ I said before pushing him away from me and turning to leave.

On my way to the door I heard a thud from behind me. I turned to see what it was only to find the man had fallen down on the floor won his back. On a fall like that I doubted anyone could survive without injuries.

‘Are you okay,’ I called out but got no response. At first I thought the pain was just too much for him to take in and was busy contemplating what just happened but then I called again and again and received no response. Then I noticed it. His body was not moving, he was frozen into place as if a statue. A huge part of me knew it was inappropriate for me to be there yet I couldn’t help but worry. I mean there was nothing normal about someone I’m that state. Driven by concern I took a step after another towards him then tried patting him to try and wake him up but he didn’t faze even when I shook him and shouted in his ear. He just lay down there staring at the ceiling his eyes not flinching not that there was anything interesting to watch there.

Tears streamed down my cheeks. I was clearly going back to jail now and there was no return or chance for redemption this time. I was pretty sure sir will would not take it lightly that I had once again caused a tragedy and this time it involved one of his own in his mansion. Would God ever forgive me? I had not only taken one but three lives including my unborn child. Burying my face into my hands I let all the unshed tears and pain surface. I had not yet properly grieved my loss and yet there I was death following me whenever I went. Al the hopes that I had before of seeing my siblings were shattered at that instant. I was then without a doubt the devils incarnate. Maybe I was his much awaited kid and I had the mark 666 engraved in my body somewhere. If I were to guess where my mind would have no doubtedly suspected my blood because the way it boils with venom Each time I became angry wasn’t normal but then again blood is in liquid form therefore not a possibility. And maybe the only way to keep my loved ones safe was to be confined in a cell or better yet be erased from the earth itself.

‘I see you too met,’ Wills voice startled me and I turned to face him only to find him staring at the unfazed man on the floor. I immediately grew defensive ready to explain what had transpired in that room as if that would lessen the impending punishment that I knew without a doubt awaited me. However absolutely nothing came out of my mouth. What was I going to say? I wasn’t even sure myself what I had done or said for him to fall down pretty badly and die. Was it the shock from when he realized that my eyes had scoured all parts of his body or the force I used to push him aside while I was leaving the room? Both way he was a man and both should have never have affected not that much anyway but they did and it was my fault. I stared at Sir Will awaiting my verdict; a verdict that I knew without a doubt will not be on my favor. ‘I’m sorry I didn’t mean to,’ I whispered before slumping down the wall and hugging my knees tight while still sobbing.

An arm tapped my shoulder and I followed its gaze to see Sir Will offering his hand to help me get up. I dint know which was harsher his blank face that gave away nothing or his deep green eyes that burnt with anger deep into mine making a promise that I couldn’t even decipher. ‘Never do that again,’ he commanded in a harsh voice full of not only anger but resentment and disappointment. There was no mistaking it. I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone address me with that intense emotions and to be sincere my heart lurched with fear.

At that moment I couldn’t figure out which was worse being in prison or at his mercy. I mean it took the guy only an hour and my case was dismissed, my record buried. I now had a sparkling exemplary record. I couldn’t help but wonder what exactly I had gotten myself into. I literally had nowhere to run and it wasn’t just about my lack of knowledge to maneuver the mansion. It all came down to the contract I had signed.  It made me legally his and no matter how far I run I couldn’t escape his clutches. Whether I liked it or not my life was linked to him; as if I didn’t have enough problems in my life already. Pulling me up he took me out of the room and led me downstairs leaving one of the maids with the man lying on the floor.

Fear gripped tightly around me squeezing tight all my blood vessels. Sir Will hadn’t led me to the study or the sitting room to talk, he led me to a dark room underground that looked more like a dungeon. It was all empty with an exception of a bed and next to it long handcuff chains hanging from the ceiling. My whole body turned white with blood draining from it at a faster rate than a volcano. I wanted to scream my lungs out for help but the corky smile playing AROUND HIS lips made me know he knew exactly what I was thinking and it wasn’t going to work. I had read enough novels to know what happened in the room and it scared me to death. I just couldn’t do it again. All my life my decisions had been dictated by a man who forced himself on me and now my life was heading the same direction again. Sir Will either knew why I killed my dad or suspected it maybe that’s why he didn’t tell me the truth when I asked him if the job was about submission. I felt my body tremble in anger. I didn’t know what it was with men and my body but I was done being anyone’s play toy. I was a human being with rights to agree or disagree and when it came to master – dorm relations I was completely opposed. I felt my forehead wrinkle and my eyes warm with fresh tears. I just couldn’t go through it again. I just couldn’t. I would rather go back to jail or better yet be slaughtered but not that.

‘Sir Will please don’t do this,’ I pleaded trying to get my hand out of his grip but that only inspired him more and his grip tightened around my hand. With no consideration to my outburst he roughly lifted my hand and locked it on one of the handcuffs then did the same to the other and then moved to my legs. I was then completely tied with no possibility to move. He could do what he wanted to with my body and I wouldn’t be able to stop him. Only screams could help but I doubted if they would be of much use. The mansion was too big and the dungeon was too low. No one would hear my despair and even if they did I didn’t think anyone would risk facing the same punishment. Either way I decided to give it a shot but all I received was a heartfelt laughter from Sir Will.

‘No use my dear, no one can hear you but nice try,’

‘Please don’t, I can’t go through this again. Please,’ I pleaded and for a moment I could have sworn his face softened before regaining its mask again. He took a step forward towards me so that we were close enough to inhale each other’s breath before he whispered, ‘I’m not a monster Amber and most definitely not interested in you that way. You are here to learn a lesson that is crucial to your new job.’

 Before I could even ask what lesson the door flew open and in came the man who I thought was dead. ‘I knew I’d find you here brother,’ he addressed Will before he saw me then asked ‘who’s this?’ With the both of them in the room I couldn’t help but notice their resemblance was uncanny. Both their physique commanded attention I don’t know why I didn’t figure that out before when I met the brother but then again my brain was concentrated elsewhere. That though wasn’t what was driving me insane at that moment. How could a dead man come back to life? I was in that room for over twenty minutes from the time he fell and Sir Will found us and he hadn’t moved an inch. Were these guys’ devil worshipers and was I the next sacrifice? Why didn’t I ask that before? Panic flared all over me making my insides rage in war against each other each trying to find an escape route.

‘Tristan meet Amber, she’s going to be yours,’ Will replied firmly, ‘I hope this time you will behave. I want her to last,’

‘Don’t I always,’ his gaze then diverted to mine, ‘it’s a pleasure to meet you Amber. I promise you will not lack a thing with me just as I expect I won’t with you.’ With that said he turned to leave the room leaving me dumb folded. Now I was officially freaked out. He might have not been precise with his wordings but anyone could figure out what he meant. Maybe there was hope that I wasn’t dying just yet but still. So that why he wasn’t afraid to be naked before me, he wanted me to see all the tools at my disposal and psychologically prepared to be his personal hoe. The hunger in his eyes when he stared at me one last time before walking out, made me shudder in despair. I was doomed. By taking that deal I had literally jumped from the frying pan into the fire.

‘You will stay here for the better part of the day during which I expect you to get yourself together. This job requires someone strong so let this be the last time I see you crying. Next time I see a tear I won’t be this easy on you.  Do you understand me?’

‘Yes sir,’ I whispered

‘What did you say?’

‘Yes sir,’ I replied in a louder voice this round and he nodded his head in approval before heading out leaving me to my torture. When he got to the door I couldn’t help but ask the question that had been burning deep inside me for a while now, ‘When is my contract due?’

‘It’s indefinite.’

With that said he walked out the room locking it up behind him leaving me with immense regret. Just what exactly had I gotten myself into?

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‘Get in,’ Will ordered pushing me through the door and locking it behind me. Yesterday, I was locked up for four straight hours and damn was it tiresome. Imagine standing four straight hours on one spot without moving an inch. I would say I’ve learnt my lesson already. No more crying. Got it. Afterwards, sir Will came and freed me, we went through my responsibilities then I was shown to my room where I had my meal and called it a night.

Harsh cold wicking my heat away faster than my body could replace it woke me up in the night. My blood ran cold through my veins and bones and I was curled up on the bed with my hands buried deep between my thighs. I must have kicked my blanket away sometime during the night. My eyes lifted open to complete darkness and I couldn’t see a thing. All I wanted at that moment was to pull up my blanket and resume sleeping. The last few days I hadn’t rested that well and I intended to use that golden opportunity to my advantage. With a silken mattress and velvet pillows who wouldn’t.

No sooner had I reached for the duvet than someone wrapped me up in their arms their body molded into mine as their head rolled to my shoulder. From the chest, the rippling muscles and the masculine scent it was easy to figure out the sex.I have never shared a bed with a man before. Even at home that filthy pig had never touched my bed. He always loved to take me in the weirdest of places the kitchen counter, floor and bathroom. He always claimed he liked it adventurous. I felt chills crawl down my whole body and goose bumps rise up my hands.

Throwing away the covers, I quickly jumped out of bed with every intention of running away. I must have been extremely tired for someone to jump into my bed without my realization. I was not sure of my way around but my determination had soared. Surprisingly I made my way to the door. Sure I knocked off some things on my way but the end justified the means. I tried pushing it open but my efforts were futile.

As if on que the lights were switched on and I saw Tristan laying on the bed shirtless. Anger flared deep within me. Will had informed me that I would be working for Tristan and that I should make myself available on his beck and call but he definitely forgot to mention that we would be sleeping together. Either that or Tristan missed the memo.

‘Why are you here?’ I questioned trying so hard to control my temper.

‘I just came by to wish you good night when I heard you whimpering,’ Tristan responded, ‘so I thought I shouldn’t leave you alone.’

I felt my fears lessen and the twisting in my gut loosen. His explanation made sense. I don’t know what it was exactly but I knew I was happing a nightmare at one point. Ever since the hospital I have been having them one too many. I always woke up in the middle of the night sweating. Maybe it was my body dealing with all the terrors I had gone through in my life. My face flamed at how I made a fool of myself before him again. Each time we met I had embarrassed myself beyond redemption and I couldn’t even bring myself to imagine what he thought of me.

‘I’m sorry and thank you so much for your concern,’ I murmured biting into my lip before continuing, ‘I’m fine now so you may leave.’

Tristan shifted on the bed but made no attempt to leave. I clenched my fists as my legs twitched, fighting the impulse to whirl around and slam my fist into his face. I hate stubborn people and I think with my former home I had dealt with my fare share. Tristan might be my boss but I’d be damned if I let him control every aspect of my life. Spinning out of control my fury showed all over my face and lord knows I was doing all I could to keep myself still. I looked into his eyes and in a flash of shock I saw shackles of fear sitting quietly behind his gaze. It was then that I noticed that his breathing was erratic, deep and shallow. My head started pounding furiously at the thought of him never leaving but I knew he needed me. He had gone through a great ordeal that day and I didn’t intend to worsen it any further.

I stood there trying to find a reasonable solution to help us both to no avail. The next thing I know Tristan is by my side sweeping my feet from the floor, putting me on his shoulder and carrying me back to bed. My mind went into panic mode and my nerved were pushed so on edge making me stiffen on his back. Dumbfounded I stared at his rude gesture but quickly smothered any comment I wanted to say. I didn’t want to cause his relapse again.

‘Quit being such a wimp and sleep,’ his amused voice goaded as I fussed at myself for not having the courage to confront him. He switched off the light as his hard arm went around my waist pulling me toward him his lower body flushed against my butt. My breathing escalated as I attempted to pacify my tumultuous emotions. I knew without a doubt that it was going to be a long night. I’m not sure how long I lay there tensed but eventually I closed my eyes drifting to sleep.