Adan’s Mistake

Five

What the hell did he just say? Three months? He planned to make me fall in love with him in three months? How? Why? He was my Master, making me fall for him was the last thing he should’ve wanted. Why did he want this? And how could he be so sure I’d actually fall for him in three months?

With the way he dominates your mind I bet you’ll fall for him sooner than you think.

No way. Absolutely not. There was no way I was giving my heart to him, not when I had such a good thing going on with Wesley. I didn’t love Wesley, but we’d been going out for some time and I liked him. I knew I could love him if we spent some more time together, but now Adan had kidnapped me and brought me here. And judging by the intensity in his eyes and the gilded furniture, I didn’t think he’d let me go.

“Why?” I asked because I didn’t know what else to say. Despite the water I drank, the fog cloaking my brain still hadn’t fully lifted, making me sound like an i***t in front of the man who could destroy me with a snap of his fingers.

He arched an eyebrow as if he was surprised I dared to ask the question. “Because this is how it’s supposed to be.”

My brows furrowed as I tried to make sense of his words. Why was he saying this? What did he want with me? And why me?

“I—I don’t love you, Master,” I said, hating that I was rejecting him to his face. He could throw me in the dungeons right now if he wanted. I was playing with fire and I knew it. But I couldn’t lie to him and tell him I loved him when I clearly didn’t.

He leaned forward and grabbed my chin with his thumb and forefinger and tilted my head back so his evergreen eyes could capture mine.

“You might think your heart belongs to you but it doesn’t, Angel. I own every single bone in your body so what makes you think your heart is an exception?” He said, and my breath hitched as the truth of his words scattered through my nerve endings.

“Just because you own me doesn't mean you control my heart or my emotions. Yo—you can’t force someone to love you,” I argued, surprised at my own audacity.

“Who says I’ll force you to love me? You’ll willingly surrender yourself to me,” he replied with steely confidence.

“Th—that will never happen. I’m with Wesley. You need to understand that. I can’t just break up with him and I won’t,” I replied, making sure to keep my voice firm. I couldn’t show any weakness because a man like him wouldn’t waste a single opportunity to exploit it.

His eyes hardened to stunning emeralds as he closed the distance between us until I could feel his delicious breath against my skin.

“You will forget about Wesley from here on out. You’re no longer in a relationship with him so don’t even think about arguing with me on this,” he stated but I had to disagree.

“I can’t and won’t forget about him. I don’t forget people, Master,” I stated, hoping he would give up and let me go. Perhaps he would punish me for going against him but at least he wouldn’t force me to love him when I couldn’t.

He just smirked in response. A gesture which made him look like the angel of hell if there ever was one.

“You’ll forget about him. That’s something I’m sure of,” he replied and released my chin. He straightened to his full height and turned to walk away when I stopped him.

“What else are you so sure of?” I asked.

He turned his head to look at me and I had a feeling I asked the wrong question. “That you’ll fall in love with me before three months are up.” Before I could refute his claims he headed for the door but paused at the threshold and turned to face me. “The maid will bring some food for you, make sure to eat it. Don’t think about leaving, you’ll fail miserably and I’ll be displeased. And you know, disobeying me is a crime worse than murder and I’ll have no choice but to punish you accordingly.”

He left the room before I could respond, making me want to hurl a pillow or two in his direction. But this room wasn’t mine. It was nothing but a prison and my Master was the keeper. If I messed up I had no doubt he would make me pay.

However, I had bigger problems to focus on than the furniture in Adan’s bedroom. The fact that he wanted me to love him still didn’t make any sense to me. Why would he want that? He was my Master. The power dynamics between us would never be equal even if I loved him. And just because I loved him didn't mean he would love me in return. What if he only wanted me to fall for him to boost his ego.

He is Adan Diamandis. He doesn’t need an ego boost.

My inner voice was correct. So then why was he doing this? The man was way out of my league that’s why I only ever fantasized about him. I knew we could never be together in the real world.

Your fantasies are about to become your reality it seems.

No. That couldn’t happen. I wouldn’t let it happen. I was with Wesley and I needed to get out of here and go to him. I didn’t even know how his surgery went. That man needed me now more than ever and Adan decided to bring me here. How could anyone be so cruel and callous?

“I hope he’s okay,” I muttered as I slipped out of bed with Wesley’s face in my mind. I searched the room for the bathroom and finally found it behind a wall with murals which made me weep in awe. I wanted to know the artist who painted the mural and get his or her autograph. It was truly stunning.

I quickly did my business in the bathroom, making sure to rinse my mouth and brush my teeth twice to get rid of the horrid taste in my mouth thanks to the disgusting drug. Then I splashed my face with cold water until I felt fully awake and alert. I dried off using one of the towels on the shelf, enjoying the luxurious softness of it before exiting the bathroom and coming face to face with a woman I’d only seen in passing. Her brown hair was tied in braids which met at the back of her head in a neat bun. Her dark brown eyes glittered with humility as she gave me a soft smile.

“Master asked me to deliver food to you,” she said, her voice soft. “My name is Dina and if you need anything just let me know. I’ll be here to assist you in every way.”

“Hello Dina. It’s nice to meet you. You can take the cart back. I’m not hungry right now,” I lied. My stomach was starting to ache with the need for food but I was too angry with my Master to care about his orders right now. I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts and find some way to get to Wesley. I wanted to know if he was okay.

Her eyes widened and shimmered with unabashed fear. She licked her lips before gathering the strength to speak.

“I—I can’t do that, Miss. Master has given clear orders to ensure you eat. If I go back with a full cart, then I’ll be in trouble. I—I can’t do that, Miss. I don’t want to get in trouble. Please, just eat. The chef… the chef worked hard to prepare this meal for you. If you don’t eat, we’ll all be punished,” she said.

Guilt pierced my heart but I didn’t want to give in. I knew Adan was someone to be feared and respected but I was mad at him. However, I didn’t want Dina or anybody else to get in trouble because of me.

“You can just tell him I ate and the staff can eat all this,” I suggested but she started to shake her head before I finished speaking.

“No. That’s not possible. He will check the cart. He checked it before I brought it here and he will check again once I take it back. Please have mercy on us, Miss. Please eat. It’s good for your health,” she pleaded and I knew this was a battle I wouldn’t win.

“Alright, alright. Don’t panic. I’ll eat,” I said. God knows how hungry I am.

The smile she gave me made me realized that giving in was worth it. “Thank you so much, Miss! You’re going to love everything the chef prepared for you.”

Dina began preparing a plate for me and all I could do was watch her as she worked while looking for a place to sit. I found a sofa on the other side of the room which looked to be in a room of its own and decided to explore my new prison in peace after I finished eating. I wished Adan didn’t plan on keeping me here for long. I wanted my own room, my own space. He couldn’t keep me locked in here. I wouldn’t forget about Wesley like that.

“Thank you,” I told her as she handed me the plate which was filled with rice and gravy with smelled divine.

“Enjoy your meal, Miss. There’s a button here for you,” she said and handed me a plastic looking device with a blue button on it. “Just press it if you need anything and I’ll come immediately.”

“You don’t have to do that. I can do things on my own.” I tried to give the device back but she shook her head.

“Master wanted me to give it to you. He wants the staff to take care of you in the best possible way. So there’s no need to be shy. Just press the button and we’ll be at your service,” she said and walked out of the room before I could say anything.

With a deep resigned breath I made my way over to the sofa and sat down. It was soft and comfortable and I had no doubt that it cost a fortune. But the Diamandises were rich enough to afford it.

I mixed the chicken and gravy with the rice before scooping some up with a fork and eating it. An explosion of flavors jarred my senses and I moaned out loud as my tastebuds hummed in approval. I quickly piled up some more rice and popped them in my mouth. I knew I would be going back for seconds so I was glad Dina didn’t take the cart with her.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying your food.” I nearly jumped off the couch in shock and almost choked on my food at the sound of Adan’s voice. I turned around to see him leaning against the door frame with a satisfied smile on his face. “I knew you would like the food.”

“As if you know what I like,” I muttered and resumed eating.

“Of course I do,” he said as I heard him approach. “I know everything about you, Angel. Your likes and dislikes. There’s nothing about you that’s hidden from me.”

“Then how come you didn’t know about Wesley and I being together?” I asked but didn’t bother looking at him. I knew it was rude but I was still mad at him.

“I’ve been extremely busy for the past few months. It was merely an oversight. But I should’ve been more vigilant. I should’ve kept a better eye on you. I won’t be making that mistake again,” he answered, which did nothing to appease my anger.

“It’s interesting how you’re not even ashamed to admit that you stalk me. I’m not a pet you need to keep on a leash, Master,” I said and stabbed my fork in the piece of chicken and popping it in my mouth.

“I have no reason to be ashamed,” he said. He was right behind me now but still I remained focused on my food. “You’re mine and I have every right to keep an eye on you and your entire family. As for keeping you on a leash…” My breath hitched when I felt his hand on my hair before he began wrapping it around and tugged me back until my head rested against his thigh. He looked down at me, his green eyes capturing me effortlessly before leaning down and brushing his lips against the corner of mouth. The contact had butterflies erupting in my belly and I could feel my blood heating up despite me wanting to remain unaffected. “That’s something I always intended on doing, Angel. Bringing you here is only the first step. In just a short time you’ll want to be tethered to me and until then, I hope you don’t mind being chained to me.”

“Ch—chained?” I asked in a stutter.

I saw him nod before he smiled and brushed his lips against my cheek. “Yes. I’ll keep you close until you’re mine for eternity.”

Oh God. No.