Set free

Chapter 19 Amelia POV

I had laid low the rest of the day until my stomach practically demanded I go look for the food I could now smell. This time I didn't hesitate. I walked to the kitchen like I was an autopilot. Janey was there as well as Tarrick. He was busy filling a plate up. They both looked up when they saw me and I gave them my practiced, polite smile. Walking to the plate, I picked one up and loaded it with the creamy-looking pasta that was in the warmer, along with some salad and a bread roll. " Thank you for the meal" I said, my voice sounded dull and monotone to my own ears. But I didn't care, it was like, over the years, being transformed into this had given me the ability to just switch from caring.

I walked to the black marble table in the dining room, set my plate down and then went back into the kitchen, opened the fridge that Dominic had pointed to that he said had drinks in and pulled out a bottle of water. I felt Janey and Tarricks eyes on me. The room was deathly silent. Then I walked back and sat back down and started eating numbly.

I was halfway through the meal when I heard his voice behind me. " Janey have you seen " his voice trailed off, and I flinched a little hearing it. I hope not enough for him to recognize.

" Did you do as I asked earlier, Tarrick ? " He asked instead of finishing.

" I tried to boss. She refused, wouldn't have any of it " he stated, and instantly I knew what it was he was asking about, the damn clothes.

It went quiet again, and I thought that was it, so I went back to eating. Until a laptop was slammed down at the side of me, making me jump. He pulled a chair out and sat beside me opening up the laptop, but I did my best not to look at him. I just carried on eating my food, looking ahead.

" Pick some clothes "he gritted out and pushed the laptop at me.

" I have everything I need "I answered, neutral, no emotion.

" Angel, order some clothes. The ones you are wearing are oversized and unflattering," he said. You could hear the frustration lacing his words.

I looked at him then. I wish I hadn't as soon as I did, something on the inside stirred, but I worked hard to keep my expression pleasant, but neutral.

" I could give you all of my measurements. That way, you could order what would be more flattering and appealing for you, Sir "I stated. I saw his nostrils flare. His eyes narrowed on me. " Amelia don't test me " he gritted out. I tilted my head at him.

" I'm not sir, I just think you should pick them so that they please you. I will wear whatever you choose so it makes you happy" I explained.

" You're being a brat "he whispered, leaning forward so we were nearly nose to nose.

Was I ?

" I would never, I only want to please you " I say, but even my words don't sound much like my training. My training would have had me picking the clothes out like he had asked with no argument. Yet I could see how I was acting wasn't making him happy but mad. And yet I couldn't stop, it was going against everything in my training really.

" It would please me if you picked out some damn clothes " he said lowly.

" I would rather not in case my choices displease you "I say back. Maybe I was being a brat.

His eyes narrowed and he stood abruptly. " Fine you want to please me, stand up" he demanded.

So I did. I stood from the chair and turned to face him. Hands clasped behind my back, shoulders high and a subservient look on my face, one we were taught to master.

He looked to the side, so I followed his glance and I saw Tarrick and another man, now that I hadn't seen before, stood there watching us intently, like they were invested. Where had Janey gone ?

" Strip "he said, slowly turning his face to look back at me. " Strip naked, you two don't dare leave " he ordered his men.

My eyes widened at him a little, a small break in my armor, but he caught it and smirked. " Come on angel, you want to please me don't you strip, let me examine your body" It was a low and horrible blow for him to use what I had told him against me now. Something that he had seen had affected me terribly.

I looked back at the two men, they both looked uncomfortable. Especially Tarrick.

Looking back towards him, he was now removing things from his pocket, he placed his phone, cigarettes and lighter on the table. Then he reached behind him and pulled a gun from his back and placed it alongside his other items. Then he looked back at me and crossed his arms over his chest, a challenge in his eyes. He was calling my bluff over the game we were now playing and something prideful raised its head inside of me. Something I had never felt before. I was always obedient, never challenging.

And even though he had ordered this of me, it was a test I knew it was, me doing it was him testing how far I'd play this game. Even though what I was about to do was obey him, it also felt like a win for me if I did it. What was happening to me? I dropped the obedient look and I felt my eyes harden in challenge.

I gripped the hem of the leggings I had placed on and pushed them down my legs. The shirt I was wearing was long and baggy, so I would still be relatively covered. I bent and stepped out of them and when I stood back tall and looked at him, I saw his eyes flash. I knew that look I had seen, that look, repulsively from my father. I had seen it on the night of the party when Dominic had taken my hand. Jealousy mixed with possiveness, I tilted my head and studied him. Did he not like I was stripping in front of them ?

I felt my own smirk grace my lips and reached for the hem of the shirt. I quickly tugged it off over my head and dropped it on the floor. I now stood in my pants and bra. They weren't sexy by any means. Just plain white ones that had been left.

Now his jaw ticked, and his nose flared, we were now neck and neck in this challenge. He was still holding firm even though I could see it p*ssed him off. He didn't think I would do it.

I didn't want to , but I couldn't back out now. So I reached my hands behind me and felt for the clasp of the bra. I unclipped it and was bringing the fabric around my body when the next thing I knew, my vision shifted and gravity went wonky.

" Get out "he barked.

My view was now of his back side , he had scooped me up and thrown me over his shoulder. My bra skittered down my arms and dropped on the floor. His flipping over had made it fall off the rest of the way. He started storming to the doors that led outside.

" Dominic, what are you doing ? Dominic put me down " I gasped.

He didn't. I heard the door click open, then we were outside. He kept walking as I tried to look around to see what he was doing. Before I could see anything, Then I felt it, he lept, and then I saw water was hurling towards my face. Then a splash and I was emerged in warm water. He had jumped us both into the pool.

I came up gasping and spluttering and in shock. Water was in my eyes and I was coughing. I blinked my eyes open, and he was there in front of me peeling off his now wet shirt. His eyes were on fire with anger.

" Brats get punished Angel " he said as he stalked towards me. This time I could back up, so I did. I kept moving back away from him until the pool's wall hit my back. I looked around for a way of escape. I could pull myself out as I turned to do that. His hands gripped my waist and span me back around, so I was facing him. My hands went up and landed on his bare chest.

His fingers gripped tighter at my waist, I looked up, and his hair was plastered onto his forehead now, water clung to his lashes. But it was his stare that captured me and held me captive.

" I should s***k you and one day I will, but even when I do, it will be because you want it. It won't be a sick, twisted, perverted thing. You'll crave my hands warming your skin and turning it pink. For now though, you will be punished in another way " he stated.

I licked my lips, my body shook with something, with the shameful need that his words had stirred.

His hands moved from my waist and in a quick movement his fingers now pinched both my n*****s and pulled, the sharp shock of pain made me gasp and arch my body. One hand dropped from one n****e and that hand moved and gripped my neck. He leaned forward, his tongue came out and licked across my bottom lip before his teeth captured it between them, and then he bit down, making me gasp.

His fingers tightened around my neck, cutting off my air and making me moan. He let go of my lip and skimmed his down my cheek. " How come angel, when I hold your life in my hands like that, it's the most alive I have ever seen you ? How is it that this is the only time you can keep true eye contact with me? It is like when death and danger stare you in the face, you are your truest self. When you push me and poke my anger it's like you enjoy it you crave it. Look at you now, Angel. Not so innocent are you arching into me, moaning for me. I see you angel, I have always seen you. Stop acting like the robot he made you, because I know that's not who you really are. This is " he squeezed again, my vision blurring a little. But my response was to moan again, and my eyelids fluttered in pleasure, his hand loosened, and his lips crashed down on mine. Fear and need rattled through my body.