Enchained

Broken

"I gave you my heart and cherished yours with my life but why did you return mine broken"

CB POV:

My previous slave left me, more like betrayed me so I wanted a new one, not that I needed one. I have already got plenty of servants at my disposal but I wanted to own someone, to have the feeling of control and authority over someone else life is purely ecstatic. Or maybe I just wanted to take indirect revenge on my previous slave.

I wanted to show these slaves what their true worth is, where they truly belong and that was under my feet.

In case you are wondering, my name is Smith Caleb, co-owner of the Smith Enterprise, one of the wealthiest families in South Korea.

I have an older brother who studies medicine in America so I have to take over the business at a young age of 22. We both lost our parents when I was just 11 years old in a car accident and after that, he took care of me until I was old enough to look after myself.

I was so disturbed because of their deaths since he came into my life like a bright ray of sunshine. His name was Mark.

He was the son of our family slave but I never treated him like one.

He was my best friend, my secret confider whom I would share my heart with.

We grew up together playing, teasing each other, crying on each other's shoulder.

As time passed by I realized my feeling for him. That was when I asked him to be my boyfriend despite him belonging to a lower class but I didn't care about such things and he happily agreed since he had the same feelings for me.

We stayed together for almost 4 years and my love only grew for him each day.

I soon became known as one of the most successful and youngest businessmen in the whole country and I literally had girls and boys drooling over me, well more like over my money but I had eyes for just one person and that was my lovely boyfriend, with whom I loved to cuddle after a long tiring day.

I never thought that he, out of all people would backstab me.

It was one wretched day when I returned home earlier than expected since my meeting got canceled only to find my boyfriend in bed with my business friend.

I trusted him with my life and never in my whole life I thought that a person whom I gave my everything, whom despite belonging to a lower class I treated him as a prince, would do such a thing to me.

I gave him a choice of leaving me forever or staying with me starting all over again forgetting today ever happened.

Yes! That much I loved him that I was ready to forget that he cheated on me.

But he without giving any explanations or regret took the hand of my so-called friend and left me forever.

That was the moment I decided not to trust anyone ever again.

He took all my happiness with him and left a cold-hearted Caleb who had learned his lesson for loving someone.

From that day he decided to treat people the way they deserve.

People like Mark, deserve to be treated like the dirt they are otherwise they would get on your heads and would use you for their benefit until they don't need you anymore.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when my servant knocked on the door telling me that the new slave has arrived.

"I will be downstairs in a minute", I spoke back sternly while wiping off the slight tear that has gathered in the corner of my eye.

I headed downstairs, with my shoes making a little thumping sound as I descended.

My eyes landed on a feminine looking boy, looking weak and fragile shivering slightly.

I smirked as I approached this boy who was wearing a pathetic excuse of clothes and covered with dirt and dust.

"Aghh... why does he have to be so ugly?", I mentally stated annoyed a little.

"Lift your head up slave", I commanded in a serious voice.

He lifted his head up and I must admit I need to rephrase my earlier statement. He was anything but ugly.

His deer like eyes were lidded with tears, his button nose red with crying, his plump lips trembling with cold. His hair was dirty but still looked soft.

"why the hell is his hair dyed pink", I furrowed my brows a little but I must admit it looked so cute....

Wait... wait..... Rewind.

"What the hell you are thinking Caleb", I mentally face palmed myself as I regained my lost composure.

"Wipe those filthy tears and look at me", I said sternly and he flinched a little before meeting my gaze.

He looked at me with fearful eyes; I smirked eying him a little.

"Good, he needs to be afraid of me. He must know how he should behave around me if he doesn't want to die at my hands", I thought.

"Throw this trash in the basement for the time being. I would find some use for him tomorrow", I ordered my guards.

I was surprised when I heard his soft and quivering voice begging me while stuttering badly.

"P-please don't, D-don't send me d-down there... I beg of you m-ma-master. I-I-I am scared o-of dark", He looked at me with puppy eyes thinking that I would melt under his gaze but he was heavily mistaken.

He reminded me a lot of Mark for some reason, maybe because they both had slightly similar features.

"This is going to be fun", I thought mentally as I slapped him with full force.

"Don't ever you dare to talk back to your master again", I growled as I heard him sobbed quietly.

"Take him, and no dinner for this filthy slave today", I ordered my guards before storming out of the room. I suddenly felt exhausted as I lay on my bed.

"I'll deal with him tomorrow", I thoughts while drifting off to sleep.