His Possession

Dinner

PEYTON'S POV

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Looking at the time , I notice that I have an hour left before dinner . I don't want to go , but everytime I think of just ignoring the asshole's demand , I remember how his eyes changed and how tight his grip in my hair was . I could barely move my hair and it made me feel .. slightly terrified . Maybe dinner won't be so bad , if I behave , maybe he'll be kinder . I walk over to the shower , stripping out of my worn out clothes . I lean into the shower , opening the faucet . I wait for the water to heat before stepping inside , it's a deep shower without a door , but the shower head doesn't spray the water out onto the floor . I step under the warm water , my body relaxing as my eyes flick over the the shampoo , conditioner , shower gel , body scrub , face wash . Do I really need all of these ?

I quickly wash my hair and body , deciding to leave the body scrub and face wash because I did not know what it was for nor how to properly use it .

I close the faucet , reaching over for the towel and I wrap it around me . I didn't quite like my body , I wasn't chubby or fat , but the square shape looked so ugly , I usually got teased -- girls at the school I attend to use to call me a cereal box , because that is what I was shaped as . I dry myself off before patting my hair dry with the towel before I walk over to the wooden closet . My eyes flick over the clothes until I notice a light violet coloured dress . He did say something purple so I guess that is what he meant .

I pull the dress out before I look around in the underwear drawers , but I was startled to see all the panties were g - strings . I sigh as I pick out a beige one and a beige bra .

This is too weird , everything fits perfectly .

I pull the dress over my head after I blow dried my hair and I look at myself in the mirror that was built into the closet door . I looked .. pretty , for once in my life . I look at the time , there was about fifteen minutes left but I jump as the door suddenly unlocks . I stare at the blonde woman , her smile wide . " I see you're coming for dinner ." she chimes cheerfully . I only nod at her , I don't know who she is or what she wants for me . " I just came down to check if you're ready , but since you are ." she smiles , her eyes trailing over the length of my body , her eyes freezing on my feet . " You can't wear those ." she sighs and I look down at my sneakers . " It's the only shoes I have ." I tell her . " Did you not look in the trunk next to the closet ?" she raises her eyebrows at me and my eyes flick over to the wooden trunk . I shake my head and she motions to it . I walk over to it and when I open it , my mouth falls agape at the heels in there . " I think white would suite the dress perfectly ." she smiles and I gulp as I reach for the violet pair of heels . " I never ." I shake my head , I can't wear these , I will face plant right into the floor !

" It's not that hard ." she shrugs and I sigh , I guess I should listen to her . I kick off my shoes before slipping my feet into the uncomfortably high heels . I felt taller , more upright , more ladylike , but they were slightly uncomfortable . " Try them out ." she suggests , motioning to the floor and I walk in them , my feet dragging against the tiled floor and I almost trip . " I don't think I can wear these ." I bite my bottom lip . " Nonsense , keep your shoulders back and try to walk naturally ." she incourages me , well at least she's nice .

I do as she says and this time I don't trip . " That's better ." she claps her hands as if I were a child learning a new skill .

" Are you ready ?" she asks .

No , I'm not , but I don't feel like being grabbed by the hair and thrown against the wall again .

I nod , following her out of the room . I gulp as we walk up a flight of stairs and she scans her hand before the lock flicks green and the door opens .

I patiently follow her down the hallway into a room where there's a long table with a lot of chairs around it . " Come on ." she gestures towards the side and she pulls out a seat two seats away from the head of the table . " If the boss comes in , you have to stand ." she smiles and I nod before I sit down . " He'll be here any second ." she smiles and I just avert my eyes to the table . I could smell the food , the delightful smell was making my stomach grumble and it felt like I just wanted to dig in . My eyes land on the knife in front of me and I grab it just as the doors open and that man walks in again . I hurriedly stand to my feet , holding the sharp knife to my wrist , pressing it between my hand and dress . " I am so glad that you chose to join me this time ." sarcasm drips from his mouth and I bite down the urge to roll my eyes at him . " Not like I had a choice ." I offer a small smile and he glares at me . " Sit ." he demands as he stands next to his chair , his hand motioning towards mine . I glance down at the throne like chair and sit down . " You're probably wondering who I am ." he loosens the button on his blazer , flapping the sides back as he sits down . " I do recall that I asked that question earlier ." I remind him and he c***s his head at me . " And let me remind you what happens when you're rude ." he grits out . I grip the knife tightly in my hand , the cool steel weapon making me feel more protected . " Is that a threat ?" I raise my eyebrows at him . " Only if you want it to be ." he shrugs and I gulp down the lump in my throat . This man is not fooling around and I could feel it , he is dangerous . " So who are you ?" I change the subject . " Miles ." he smiles and I almost smile at the sweet name , his name sounds so friendly , but he is so .. not .

" And what is your name ?" His eyes trails over my body . I scoff , he probably already knows that . What game is he playing at ? " What ?" he asks curiously . " I do believe you already know that answer ." I shrug . " What makes you think that ?" he asks curiously . " The fact that you ordered your minions to kidnap me , plus the clothing size is too precise for you to not have researched me and to state to obvious , the name is always the first thing you know about someone ." I explain , which makes his eyebrows raise . " Well I'm glad I did not take another empty head ." I don't miss the slight smirk tugging at his lips . I only nod , not knowing what to think nor say to him anymore . He plainly admitted to kidnapping other girls before me , maybe he's kidnapping another right now .

" Let's eat ." he gestures towards the door with his hand and two girls come walking in like robots , putting down a tray with a shield over it right in front of us .

More food ? How much does this man eat ? I can't even eat half of this . The girls lift the shield and the full plate of food is revealed . I have never seen so much food on one plate since forever , this was literally the amount of food I got to eat in three days .

He starts to eat and I absentmindedly stare at the plate of food . It's a big piece of juicy steak , salad , fried potatoes , vegetables , rice with gravy sauce and onion rings . " It's not poisoned ." Miles chuckles as if this was a joke . I gulp before picking up the fork on my right and I start to eat .

I slowly chew on the food . My eyes flick over to Miles , his dark hair complemented his tanned skin and I notice the ink on his forearm peeking out from under his suit . He's extremely attractive , but absolutely psychotic -- who kidnaps girls ? Is this a side hobby ? An obsession ? It's ridiculous .

" Aren't you hungry ?" he asks and my eyes flick up from his arm to his eyes and I blush as I realize that I have been staring , for way too long . I look down at my plate , biting my bottom lip as I lazily drag my eyes back to my full plate of food . " I'm just a slow eater ." I mutter before eating the potatoes . " You just don't seem like you want to eat ." I notice from the corner of my eye as he sits back and stares at me . "It's just .. a lot of food ." I gulp . " A lot ? People do eat a lot and you're saying this is too much ?" he asks confused . I ignore his question as I feel slightly embarrassed , I use to give the little girls in the orphanage some of my food because the amount they fed them was ridiculously small for small kids that need to grow .

I jump in my seat as he slams his fist onto the table , the table itself vibrating . " Stop ignoring me ." he bellows , his voice low and his eyes darkens , almost looking completely black . My grip on the knife tightens and I blow out a shaky breath . This isn't the time to lose your head Peyton .

" I'm sorry ." I mutter , my voice breaking slightly . " Elaine !" he bellows and it was like his voice was booming through speakers . My head snaps to the door and I bite down on my bottom lip as the woman walks over to us . " Take the ungrateful brat to her room ." he waves his hand , dismissing us and Elaine grabs my bicep , pulling me up and I try to keep the knife hidden away as she drags me from the room , leading me back to my small room .