chapter 5
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Zachariah Pov
As we arrived at my villa I saw her gape at the size of my drive way alone. I couldn't help but chuckle at her idiotic expression. Imagine if she saw my d**k.
As we made our way up the stairs toward my study Rosaria followed a few paces behind me. I ignored her presence until I opened my study door. Rebecca, an America b***h who wouldn't leave me alone, threw herself on me grinding her hips against mine and trying it get to my lips. I pushed her off of me scowling at her.
"What the f**k do you think you’re doing?" I roared, noticing how Rosaria flinched behind me.
"Zachariah, I.... It's been a week and you haven't even touched me, I feel like I'm making a slut of myself", she complained coquettishly. I almost laughed. The best sluts are the ones that don’t even realize that they’re hoes.
She leaned again me rubbing her breast against my arm. Only a hoe would do that, a desperate one.
I shoved her away; disgust was evident in my face. I don’t even remember who sent her to me or where I got her but I wished she came with a return slip.
I turned away from her made my way into my study, leaving her on the floor.
"Are you okay?" to my surprise Rosaria had bent over to help her up, holding her by her shoulder.
"Don't touch me you b***h", Rebecca snapped, pushing Rosaria into the wall, before standing up and walking toward me again.
"Okay, I'm sorry", Rose said. She winced as she rubbed her elbow before standing up again and walking into my study behind me.
I felt anger bubble in my stomach as I walked back out my study before locking Rose in.
I grabbed Rebecca by her hair dragging her to the dungeon outside the mansion.
I dragged her down the steps of the dungeon and threw her into an empty cell. I told the guard on duty to beat her and afterward he could do whatever he likes with her. I watched as he slowly beat her up, bruising her ugly face and then he f****d her, which she enjoyed way too much.
Seeing Rebecca get what she deserved eased my anger as I made my way back up to the study.
I walked slowly up the stairs but started rushing when I heard Rosaria banging on the door, begging me to open up.. I could hear in her voice she was crying and felt something clench painfully around my ice-cold heart.
I quickly unlocked the door and saw she was hyperventilating as she knocked on the door.
I kneeled next to her as she slowly fell to her knees and pulled her into my chest/
"Rose, Rose. Whats wrong? Just breathe okay, it's fine, take deep breathes slowly", my voice was laced with worry and concern as I slowly calmed her down talking softly into her ear as she slowly regulated her breathing.
She hugged my chest as she looked at me with big, teary eyes
"Please don't lock me away", she begged as tears streamed down her face. I felt the wind knock out of me from the sadness and distress in her voice. I took me a few seconds to regain myself before I spoke.
"I.... I'm sorry, just breathe okay?" I spoke quietly.
I was ashamed of myself. I was supposed to be merciless and cruel, but I found myself apologising for the 4th time in less than an hour. I thought back to earlier when I was at the bakery for breakfast. I never wanted to see her without a smile, not after seeing her in tears.
I let go of her and dragged her by her hand toward her room. I led her down the steps from my study toward one of the guest rooms on the second floor.
"This is where you'll sleep. My room is upstairs on the third floor, the first door on the right. Press the buzzer on the side of the bed if you need anything, one of the maids will come immediately", I told her shortly before turning around to leave. I wasn’t comfortable with how nicely I was treating her, but I couldn’t bring myself to treat her any worse than that.
"W-wait, I need to go home to get clothes", she whispered, only just loud enough for me to hear.
If you look in the walk in closest there should be clothes for you, the sizes of the clothes in there vary", I said indifferently. I turned around to leave again, but she once again stopped me.
"Mister, I-I... Don't know your name", she said timidly.
I chuckled. She is just too cute.
"Zachariah, pleasure to meet you", I said warmly smiling at her with a dimpled grin.
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