Ignite

7

He put her hand in his and pulled her towards the car that was waiting for them when they got in. His brothers were waiting in the car for them, grinning widely as they slid in. Christiano closed the door and the car pulled away. The car was full of silence, making her nervous, but she also felt relieved as she had no desire to talk to them.

The car stopped in front of the mansion, and they all got out. “I’ll show you to your room. You can shower and change, then meet us in the dining hall.”

“Yes sir.”

He smirked, pulling her with him into the house. The brothers were looking at each other, wiggling their eyebrows. He pulled her upstairs to a spacious bedroom. “The bathroom is over there. We all have one, so no one has to wait around.”

She nodded.

“The clothes are on the bed. You should wear them. Towels are in the bathroom, we eat in an hour.”

“Yes sir.”

He nodded, leaving Sawyer to take in the large bedroom with a light blue dress on top of the king-size bed. She smiled and then skipped to the bathroom that was the size of her bedroom back home. She sighed, knowing she’d never see her parents again.

She wondered if they would miss her as much as she would miss them. She stripped down, put the shower on, slipping inside, washed her body and hair before getting out, turning it off before drying herself, then heading back to the bedroom where she slipped onto her underwater, then slipped into the dress, then her slim before making her way down to the dining room where the three brothers were sitting. They all looked up grinning.

“Come on Sawyer, we don’t bite, let’s all have supper together.”

“Yes sir.”

He grinned wider, she was being very obedient, but would she still be there when she saw the maid’s uniform that they had all picked for her?

She sat opposite the brothers as Christiano sat at the head of the table. The plates filled with chicken dinner were laid in front of them. They thanked the staff. “Let’s eat, I bet everyone’s hungry.”

They all agreed to dig in.

They ate in silence. Christiano clicked his fingers and one of the maids came in with the large cake, placing it on the table.

“Happy birthday Sawyer. Make a wish.”

“How did you know?” She questioned.

I have my way. Now blow out all the candles and make a wish.”

“Yes sir.”

She leaned forward, blowing the candles out and making a wish. “Now don’t tell anyone, or it won’t come true.”

“Yes sir.”

“Your last surprise is on your bed once you’ve seen it come down and show us okay.”

“Yes sir.”

She turned and walked out of the dining room towards her room.

“She’s going to hate it.”

“We all agreed on it, Christiano.”

“I know.” He sighed.

An hour later

“Where the hell is she?”

“I think she’s sulking.”

“Sawyer, get your ass down here now!”

“I’m not coming, I refuse.”

“Now, Sawyer, or you’ll get severely punished.”

“Yes sir.”

She walked down the stairs, entering the dining room. They all looked at her bursting out laughing.

“I’m not wearing this shit.” She said, looking at her black and white maid’s uniform that barely hit the bottom of her ass.

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not. I don’t feel comfortable in it and I don’t wish to be the butt of your jokes either.”

“You’re f*****g wearing it.”

“No, I’m not.”

His hand cracked against her face, and it snapped to the left, her lip bleeding. “You’ll do as I say I’m the master, not you, do you understand?”

She stood saying nothing, shaking.

His hand cracked her across the face again. “Do you understand?” He asked, angrily.

“I HATE YOU!” She screamed, running away, not giving him another chance to hit her.

Some f*****g birthday. She knew that if he came after her, she’d be punished. She leaned up the stairs into her room, locking the door and sliding down the door. Her tears were streaming down her face. How could he have been such a prick?

He’d promised to help her and, like a flip of a coin, he’d changed completely to a guy who would make her suffer and her hatred towards him would grow more and more each day like the bullies that she had to encounter.