Adan’s Mistake

Thirteen

To say I wanted to run away from this world would be an understatement. The closer the days got to when Adan wanted me to prove to the world that I belonged to him, the worse my anxiety got. I found myself pacing the length of the room in my Master’s absence because I didn’t know what else to do.

I wanted to call Wesley and tell him everything, but he barely knew me and telling him that I was one of the enslaved families would surely make him run for the hills. He was an innocent man with his whole life ahead of him. He really didn’t need my baggage. Perhaps it was best to cut ties with him and move on with Adan, because at the end of the day it would be my Master who would be in my life and nobody else.

“You look awfully frazzled,” Adan commented upon entering his room.

I nearly shrieked but clamped a hand over my mouth to silence my surprise at seeing him. This menacing man refused to leave me alone. At one point all I actually yearned for him and wondered why he hadn’t visited us in so long. But now, I just wanted him to leave me alone.

“Leave me alone,” I said and turned away from him. Immediately I felt an arm around my waist before he pulled me to him until my back collided with his chest. He gathered my hair in his hand and pulled it aside, manipulating the direction of my head until he had me exactly where he wanted me.

“Wrong thing to say to the man who owns you,” he replied, his lips caressing the shell of my ear. His hand which kept my waist secured against him slipped under my shirt and my breath hitched as he ran his fingers up and down my stomach, causing goosebumps to spread over my skin. “You’re scared about what you have to do, right?”

“I’m not scared. I’m pissed off that you’re making me do something I don’t want to,” I replied. I didn’t know why or how I found it so easy to be honest with him. I knew my words had the potential to piss him off, yet I refrained from sugarcoating my words.

“It’s for your own good. That man can never give you what you deserve,” he replied and planted a soft kiss right below my ear, causing a shiver to race down my spine.

“And you can?” I scoffed.

“Yes. And I fully intend to. I will give you more than what you desired. You will want for nothing while you’re with me, angel.” He inhaled my scent, forcing me to close my eyes and lean into him as his hand and lips proceeded to cast a spell on me.

“I don’t want anything from you,” I managed to say and felt proud of myself.

“You will soon and when you do, I assure you that you will have it,” he promised and planted a kiss on my neck. I wanted to pull away from him, but his scent along with his touch were turning my body against me, so much so, that I found myself tilting my head to the side, in order to give him more access to my neck.

“Will you give me my freedom if I ask for it?” I asked as lust and common sense waged a bloody war inside me.

“Yes,” he replied as he dropped another kiss on my neck. “Just not in the way you expect.”

I frowned and tried to turn around to face him but he firmly against him. “What are you talking about?”

In response he tilted my head back until it rested against his chest and leaned down and kissed me. I gasped as his lips took control of mine, pushing me further into the vortex of his domination. It wasn’t the first time he kissed me, but I didn’t know why I was still surprised every time he kissed me. It was as if my body and mind couldn’t comprehend that this man would kiss me. Adan was no ordinary man. He was my Master. He ruled my family and would own us forever. He was above me in every way and I would never be his equal. According to the norm he wasn’t supposed to kiss me, because I was nothing more than a slave to him. Perhaps that’s why the element of surprise never seemed to go away with him.

It could also be that for the longest time Adan was a fantasy in my head. I found him attractive since I was old enough to find guys attractive. He would visit us quite often in the year and with every passing year he seemed to grow more handsome until I found myself thinking and fantasizing about him. Perhaps I was crazy for doing so, but I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t know how or when he did it, but he invaded my mind until I woke up with my s*x buzzing and aching for him, because I had been dreaming about him f*****g me.

“I will set you free in a way that will keep you tethered to me,” he said, making me wonder why in the world did I ever find him attractive.

“That’s not freedom.” I pointed out. My breath hitched when as he peppered a few kisses on my neck.

“Once I’m done with you—which would never happen—you will want to remain tethered to me,” he stated and I finally found the common sense to roll my eyes.

“Now that is something that will never happen,” I said in a mocking tone. I wondered how much I could push his buttons until he finally lost his composure. So far his self-control seemed iron clad and it bothered me for some reason. I wanted to piss him off.

You did by being with Wesley.

I knew he was upset with me for that but he wasn’t angry. At least he didn’t appear to be. And I wanted to break that. I wanted to shatter his composure the way he so expertly shattered mine. It wasn’t fair that he got to remain calm while I was going crazy inside.

“Yes, it will,” he said and kissed my cheek. He removed his hand from under my shirt and I almost whimpered the loss. “Now tell me what have you thought of so far. You have three days left and I’m sure you’ve figured out how to perform your little act.”

“I’m glad we both know it’ll be nothing but an act,” I said, acidly as he let me go. I didn’t know my muscles ached for me to go back to him. Perhaps it was the cold which suddenly overtook me due to the loss of his touch, but I wanted him back.

“No need to be so snarky with me, angel. I’m doing what’s best for you,” he stated and I had a sudden urge to dig my nails in his eyes.

A bitter laugh escaped me of its own volition. “We both know you’re only doing what’s best for you.”

“I’m possessive of what’s mine. I’m not doing anything wrong,” he shot back and I wished I could disagree. I knew if somebody tried to take something of mine then I would be angry, too. “Anyways, stop stalling and tell me what you intend to do.”

I huffed and wondered if there was any way I could jump out of the window and run out of this mansion and go to a place where Adan could never find me. But my inner voice was quick to shut that train of thought. The Diamandis family had eyes and ears everywhere so there was no I could escape and live to tell the tale.

“Why? Don’t you want to see it when it actually happens? You’re big on me showing it off to Wesley,” I said and his turned to slits.

“Just because I’m letting your attitude slide doesn't mean I’ll tolerate it forever. Now tell me what do you intend to do on Tuesday,” he commanded in a hard voice and I huffed in defeat.

“Fine. I want to go to his house and show it to him. And you’ll have to come with me. I don’t want to have him come to a public place because he just had his surgery,” I said.

“You’re worried about his surgery?” He said in an irritated tone. “Why do you still care about him?”

“Why do you seem to lose your humanity when it comes to him?” I shot back causing his eyes to flash dangerously.

“What will you do when we go to his house?” He asked, completely ignoring my question.

“That’s something you’ll have to wait for. I intend to surprise you,” I answered.

His eyes narrowed once again. “There’s no room for surprises.”

“Oh, trust me. You’ll love this one,” I replied and gave him a saccharine smile. Though in reality I wanted to bite his head off for making me do this and sit and cry in a corner. But there was no time for tears now. I just had to give him what he wanted and then focus on getting away from him. I didn’t know how I was going to do the latter but I would try. I didn’t want him to think that I was happy with him controlling my life.

He stepped forward, eliminating the distance which he created. “I don’t do well with surprises, angel, you know that.”

My eyes widened and I blinked a few times, making sure I heard him correctly. He didn’t like surprises? I didn’t know that. Why would he think I knew that? He was my Master but it was his job to know everything about me and my family and not the other way around.

“I didn’t know,” I admitted.

He c****d his head to the side and gave me a sweet smile which created a crack in the walls around my heart.

“Now you know,” he said and let his words sink into me. “Now tell me what you’re planning to do.”

“As much as you don’t like surprises, this is one I really want to give you. So do me a favor and let me have this,” I said.

I could see the cogs working in his mind as he considered my request and after a while he nodded.

“Alright. If that’s what you want. I can give you this, but in return you’ll have to give me something as well,” he said.

I couldn’t believe this. Was I actually negotiating with my Master? I never thought I would actually reach this point where I was trying to convince Adan to give me what I wanted. But he didn’t seem averse to my request and if he could give this to me, what else would he be willing to give?

You will want for nothing. His words echoed through my mind and I actually wanted to test him now.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Nothing for now. But when the time comes I expect you to pay up,” he said as he twirling a lock of my hair around his finger.

“You’re going to make me pay if I refuse,” I said with a roll of my eyes.

“I’m glad we understand each other.” He let go of my hair and took a step back. “I will take an off from work on Tuesday and we will go to Wesley’s house. After that I never want to hear his name from your lips. Do you understand that?”

Rage roared inside me but I nodded. He would get what he wanted because he was the one with power not me. He would take from me and I couldn’t even fight him. Perhaps I should just jump out of the window and not worry about dying. It was much better than what I was about to do.

“Yes Master,” I said in a saccharine tone.

His green eyes flared with annoyance and something that was akin to desire. His hand latched on to my wrist and he began dragging me out of the room.

“Where are you taking me?” I questioned.

He stopped and faced me. “It’s the weekend and I have made reservations for lunch and dinner.”

“Where?”

“Now that’s a surprise. I found a few new places to check out and that’s what we’re doing today and tomorrow,” he told me. His back and forth behavior was starting to give me whiplash. One minute he was mad at me for being with another man before him and the next he was planning our weekend which involved a whole lot of exploring and fun and none of the torture which I feared. I didn’t understand if Adan was mad at me or not. He said he was but he didn’t act like it. What was I supposed to think?

“The whole weekend?” I asked and he gave me the first genuine smile of the day and nodded. Excitement danced in his eyes, making them appear brighter—the green more vibrant.

Before I could respond Adan dragged me out of the room and straight into his car. I was too stunned to fight back. I just watched him getting in the driver’s seat and start the car before driving away, wondering where on Earth was he taking me now.