Contracted to be the CEO pet

The room was nice and spacious, but it gave off an eerie feeling. Was it the decor, or was Melanie nervous? It was dark, with deep red light and dark red curtains. It was like a room where a sacrificial lamb would be offered. The red pillows were designed like love shapes. Melanie wondered if this Master was a pervert or someone who needed virgin blood. The man who offered her in addressed her mysterious man as Master, so she decided to call him Master too. Melanie sat on the bed, grabbed a glass of wine from the table, and drank it in one gulp. ‘I don't know if this is poisoned or drugged, and I am already drinking it. Melanie, are you so hungry when you should be nervous about what is coming? Not hungry!’ She thought as her stomach growled because she ran to this place without thinking about the outcome of her hasty choice. The red lingerie with transparent lace was laid beautifully on the bedside armchair. She touched the lace to feel it; it was so soft and light that she smiled. She put it on and picked up the little piece of red clothing meant for the blindfold. After covering her eyes fully, she could only see a red background. She carefully sat down like a sacrificial lamb. She was told to put on the blindfold and never try to look at the man's face; if she disobeyed, the contract would be annulled with no pay. So the obedient girl in her was activated because of the clause in the contract. Melanie was so nervous because she had been sitting for an hour; her thoughts had gone wild. “What if he is someone I know? Or are they doing a pornographic movie with me? I didn't even think about this before making this decision. If I run away now, what will happen to my brother? Her thoughts were cut short when the creaking sound of the door was heard, and she saw a man’s silhouette coming closer to her. She froze without breathing for 30 seconds. Her nervousness was multiplied by two. She didn't think much about coming here, but now he is here!! Her mysterious man is here!!. He walked to her and sat on the chair. She heard the clicking sound of a lighter, and immediately the air in the room was filled with cigarettes. The man smoking was sitting and he never said a word. Her curiosity and brattiness kicked in as she spoke out immediately. “I don't like the smell of cigarettes,” she said sternly, like a warning. He ignored her but chuckled lightly and smirked. He continued puffing the cigarette. “When will you start so I can leave? I’m no longer comfortable here. I have been waiting for you, close to an hour or more,” she said, and he stood, put off his cigarette in the wine cup closer to the bedside, and sat on the bed with her. He carried her and sat her on his lap. "I've always loved your wild spirit, but right now, I’m your boss, and you need to listen to me," he said, placing his hands on her lap and gently kissing her neck. She could feel his breath, which carried the scent of cigarettes. “I am party A while you are party B, and party B does anything requested by her party A so strip for me and let me see you.” “Like right now?“ she said dumbly. And he chuckled with a large grin on his face. “No tomorrow, or when you are free,” he said, smiling. She scoffed and rolled her eyes in her inner thoughts. She knew her question was kind of dumb. She was trembling and scared, and her sassy attitude disappeared. Her legs were wobbling as she stood He looked at her and noticed her anxiety, then tried to break the ice between them. “I just want to see your body. I’m not hurting you,” he said calmly, touching her shoulders lightly. Her anxiety stopped as she listened to him; she noticed his sexy yet deep voice. His silhouette shows he is a very tall man and will look ravishing if she sees him. Lucien smiled brightly as he looked at her body and realized she was not tense anymore. She was now comfortable around him, which made him happier. He looked around her, touched her shoulders, and whispered into her ears with his deep and sexy voice. “You are beautiful,” he said in a low tone, and she chuckled at the tinkling feeling. She forgot her predicament and smiled at a stranger’s advance on her. Her smile suddenly faded when she remembered her purpose for being here. He walked around her, lusting at her petite body, wrapped his hands around her waist while standing at her back, and went slowly down, squatting at her feet, caressing her lap, and sucking her lap while grabbing on her ass. Her legs were giving in to the pleasure, but she struggled to stand, moving gently to her cunt and kissing her lap. He used one of his fingers and gently rubbed on her cunt, which made her give a soft moan. He stood and sucked on her n*****s, which were erect because of his touch. She was so shy that her body was weak and she was reacting wildly to a strange man’s touch. He used his wet tongue to lick on her neck like he was licking some dripping ice cream. Lucien moved slowly to her ears and licked them slowly, He bit her neck, which gave her a tingling feeling deep in her cunt. She was expecting badly for him to kiss her lips and bite on them, but instead, he acted like he was avoiding that part of her body. "Melanie.” He called her in a sexy way and her legs gave up standing and she slowly went down, grabbing his legs while going down. He squatted to her, smiling sweetly like he had achieved his goal for the day. “Climb the bed,” he said and she obeyed and lay down facing up. “He climbed to her side, lying side by side. She expected him to lay on her, but her wish wasn’t granted; he lay by her side and covered the duvet. “When you are cold, put on my shirt; it's thicker than your nightwear,” he said, and she nodded without saying a word. They lay side by side, and she felt his erect bulge in her bare ass. “Why is he lying down and not doing anything to me?” she thought. "Sleep, Melanie,” he whispered into her ear, kissing her neck. ********************************** It was 9 a.m., and Melanie lay beautifully on the bed and slowly opened her eyes. The events of yesterday kept running through her mind. She sat up and looked at her side, but he wasn't there anymore; he had left. She sighs. Looking at the table, she saw a 10,000-dollar check with a note. “Your brother’s surgery has been paid for, so just use this money for your school. I will contact you next week; I am going on a business trip. When I get back, I will call you. She was happy looking at her money. “It wasn’t so bad after all,” she thought as she dashed to the bathroom. She left the hotel after she was done, and with a grateful and joyful heart, she headed home. ************************ Entering the stairs of her house, she noticed her luggage was outside and her brother's laptop was in a bucket of water. Her happiness faded to tears dripping uncontrollably. And her anger was triggered at a high rate. She stomped into the house with a stern look at the woman sitting on the couch with her legs crossed. “What is the meaning of this, Helen? Have you finally gone mad?” She asked the woman, who was her stepmom. “Madam Melanie, I can’t keep a buddha like you in my house again,” Helen said. “You mean my father’s house, woman!!” She said with a serious look, took her relic on the table, and smashed it. “Stop this!! Or you must pay for this," Helen said, pushing her away. “You destroyed my brother’s laptop; I will destroy everything that belongs to you,” Melanie said with intense anger in her voice. “Is it about your almost-dead brother? Do you have the money to pay for his surgery?” Helen said mockingly. “Your husband and daughter are the dead ones,” Melanie said, and she started smashing all her relics. “Your dad is already dead now; he is my husband, and your imbecile of a brother is going along with him. So you can’t live with me anymore, and I told you your father gave this house to me and my daughter, so I can’t live with a stranger,” she said, grabbing Melanie’s hair. Her daughter came down the stairs after hearing the conversation outside. She walked to Melanie and slapped her, which Melanie retaliated with a stronger slap. “This slut, can’t you leave us alone and stay with your brother? He is your only family member remaining,” her stepsister Anna said in a calm voice, holding her red cheeks. “We have accommodated you enough,” Anna added. Her mom walked to her, holding her and looking at her pitifully with care, writing on her face. Helen angrily smashed a picture on the wall that she knew was dear to Melanie.