Bound To The Devil Lycan

CHAPTER 1: ECLIPSE BAR "Where are you going?" Aunt Arabelle shouted as soon as I descended down from the staircase. My eyes slowly met hers before proceeding to respond, keeping my expression neutral, my lips moving slowly however submissive, the tone came out automatic. "Out, Aunt Arabelle. The interview I told you about..... it's today." I reminded her, since she was trying to play dumb. "Have you completed your chores? Did you clean the kitchen? Did you prepare breakfast?" She rolled out. I know she was trying to make me delay intentionally so I would be late for the interview. “Yes, I have done everything. I have even bathed the dog.” I added deliberately, so she won't have any bar to hold on me. “Not like you are going to get the job. You were meant to fail and you are going to do just that.” She cruelly said, looking into my face to see if I was hurt by her words. But what she didn't know was that I had long put up a shield against her constant hurtful and killable words. “Please can I go now? I would be late.” I asked, I was determined to prove her wrong. I'm not a failure like her daughter. Her furious and venomous glare doesn't faze me as I have gotten used to it. I waited for her response. “If you would go and die there. Please do.” She said, I nodded, taking that as my cue to leave. “ I will be back soon Aunt ArabIelle.” I said, clutching my bag as I pulled the black hoodie over my head. “Don't come back without a job, Stupid.” She called out as soon as I left. I needed to escape this toxic environment or it would consume me. I needed a job to earn hours away from her as she seems to be more annoyed with me now than more. I walked down to the bar with my head bent a little to avoid gaining attention from the men at the luxurious bar where I was supposed to work… That's if I get the job anyways. As soon as I stepped into the bar, a wave of uncertainty and discomfort hit me. The scene before me was scary, naked girls and different varieties of men ogling them like they were candies. “Kiara?” a man called and I looked around. “That's me. Hi” I said, staring at him with big eyes hiding my shyness as I didn't want to get rejected due to it. “Kiara, why are you standing there when you have an interview in five minutes?” He said, still checking me out with a droll. The man's gaze lingered on me, his eyes scanning my face, then my body. I felt a shiver run down my spine. “Stop looking at me like that,” I wanted to say but it ended up never leaving my throat. He sobered up "Welcome to Eclipse Bar," he said finally, his voice smooth. "I'm Cage, the manager around here. Follow me.” He ordered. leading me into the VIP section that was more luxuriously looking. We got to a door labeled “ Private” and Cage knocked, opening the door a minute later. I followed him in with the stench of cigarettes filling my lungs immediately. I scrunch my nose up in disgust at the awful smell. “Sir this is Kiara. She's here for an interview.” He said,the man facing the window waved him away and he excused himself. “Undress!” He snapped, swirling his chair. His features spoke volumes about his fearful being. “What's? That's not right.” I said, not believing my ears. I was here for a job, I had put on baggy clothes to hide my voluptuous feminine figure as I hated the stares men gave to me whenever I'm walking. “I need to know if you are worth my investment. You are a waitress and men would want to see a delicious looking body serve them drinks.” He said, getting up to his feet and I shuddered. I remembered Aunt ArabIelle's warnings and I couldn't afford to go back without a job. I held back my tears and I pulled my hoodie looking at his lust filled eyes. “Yes… Go on Kiara I need to see everything and I'm loving what I'm seeing already” he said, licking his lips. I hoped he wouldn't ask for my body because I would rather face my Aunt's biting words than give it to him. I pulled down my baggy jeans and he groaned, I whimpered. The door opened immediately and I snapped my head back in shock. “Her uniform sir.” Cage said, without sparing me a glance as he handed the uniform to me, I hurriedly collected it. “Dress, you got the job and remember you are not here to serve here to fulfill their's fantasies.” The uniform was flimsy and I felt naked, my breasts popping out and my ass cold as I looked at my appearance in the mirror in the bathroom. I was a little bit at ease when I saw the pay on the contract. I was placed under Lisa, the hed waitress on the bar who swayed her hips seductively with men smacking her ass while she smiled winking at them. I did my job throughout the day till nightfall, quickly changing my back to my comfortable baggy clothes as I left the bar immediately. I was walking with joy in my heart as I clutched my bag with my day's pay in it. I couldn't wait to spite Aunt Arabelle with the news that I got a job. I didn't take a cab as I wasn't in a hurry to get home, the news of the job will only fuel her venomous words and I was too happy to let her get to me. “Wow that's a beauty right there.” A voice said from the dark path, I ignored them walking faster. I heard feet following me and I picked up a race but before I could run a few more yards. I was thrown down by strong hands. I looked back kicking my legs trying to free myself, adrenaline kicking through my veins as my brain marked them as danger. “Stop fighting beautiful lady, we can make you feel very good.” A drunken man said, smiling with his brown teeth that was disgusting to look at. “Stop…. Somebody help mee.” I screamed out loudly, I was terrified. A hand pulled my jeans down and a tear fell down from my eyes. I was screaming and thrashing around but no one was near to help me. “Get your disgusting hands off her now;” a deep voice said.