Sold To The Billionaire Playboy's Bid

Chapter 2: Succumb To Him

Madison’s POV

Did he buy me because he kept me on his mind as the woman who once made him happy or not? Perhaps I might just be a girl he amused himself with that evening and screwed things up with. I grieved the moment I was sober at that time. Losing virginity to someone who does not deserve it sucks.

In spite of that, what does he mean by the special thing between us that he mentioned to every ear that was listening in the crowd?

Questions were revolving around my mind until we reached our destination, the Ferguson Mansion, particularly here in the elegant, wide-spaced bedroom of his. Their mansion is undeniably luxurious, with a classy and modern design. Yet, no matter how extravagant their mansion is, it feels empty. Is his family living here as well?

“Suit yourself.” A cold tone from him complemented the cold weather outside. We were with each other for almost an hour, but those were the only words he mannered to speak to me. Is he not going to make things clear to me? What am I supposed to do now?

I am just standing, gazing at him as he fires away by removing his accessories, his vest, and unbuttons his polo–

“What are you looking at, weirdo?” He frowns as he gives me a stare that would make me look at other things, excluding him. His unlighted aura is affixed to his dark-themed room.

“I-I was just going to ask where I will be settling and what my obligation is in this lavish residence of yours?” You don’t just purchase someone and leave them hanging, right?

“Didn’t you comprehend what I told you? Suit yourself. You will be breathing the same air as I do, living in the same space as I do, and lying on the same bed as I do.”

“Let’s clear things up. Did you buy me to be your s*x slave?” My prompt reaction. He paused to take off his attire and walked a few steps until he got close to my personal space.

“Wake up from your nonexistent world. This is the reality, Miss. I still have constraints on what your name is. No wonder why your grandfather sold you. You are infuriating. I reconsidered, you will be sleeping on the floor for the rest of your stay here. Also, do you really think you are my type?” He says words in a brusque way.

“Let me ask you. How did we have a one-night stand if I did not captivate your eyes with my looks? And what special something did you assertively declare hours ago that is happening, linking us together?” It took me the entire courage to express it.

“Did your head get bumped into the wall before the event?” He would practically repudiate it.

“Red bra and panty, roses on the bed, champagne on the bed table, and lit candles all over the room—”

I felt a firm slap on my right cheek. “Now, did your senses come around? If I told you that you weren’t part of my memories, then that’s it. Let me reiterate that I obtained you. All you have to do is surrender to everything I dictate.” He creates the impression of being like Charles, where I am used to violence.

“Then why did you make me your asset?"

“I paid such an amount of money because our company demands that I get married. Why? For me to be the next chief executive officer of the Prestige Vista Estates. I am under the compulsion that I pressured myself to fulfill my aspiration, which is to wholly inherit the company. Hence, I need you to be my wife. The reason I said that special thing between us in front of them was my initial acting. It’s a hypothesis that I began, and we shall carry on. If you renounce, then the door is open, and I will withdraw my substantial financial support from your grandfather. I heard that if I did this, the case of your missing father would be closed and his files at the police station would remain unmoved.” Two weeks before, dad did not arrive home. A day later, the search began with the help of my grandfather, until this day forward.

Now, I understand. I absolutely became disoriented and lost full jurisdiction over my own life. Dad’s sudden loss was equal to the unforeseen changes in my life. I will be swimming in a pool full of oppressive treatments.

“Why would you need to buy me, which caused you to spend an extravagant amount if you could just pull any girl you yearn for? Why don’t you use your talent as a playboy? I'm pretty sure a long line will appear outside your mansion at a stroke.”

“Zip it, Miss. You do not have the right to talk about my decisions. Just be under the impression that you are a crappy investment of mine that I need to be patient with.” He plays the role of being a mysterious person, which creeps the hell out of me. What’s in me that he secretly targets?

“As a rule, you are not allowed to get a life.” He resumed talking.

“The second I was being sold at an auction, my personal life vanished."

“Good thing you are acquainted with it. You are like any of my material property, you only linger where I want you to stay. You cannot go outside and walk where you desire to. I will endorse you to everyone here as my fiancé. But to me, you are just my bondwoman.”

“You want to keep this deal only between us?”

“Of course, how are they going to approve my marriage if they happen to know that we are forging it? Every family and staff, or any witnesses, must believe.”

“And you are going to lock me in this mansion? How am I able to keep in touch with my missing father’s case?! That is the only thing that keeps me pushing through right now. I will be doing my part, yet I will not get a taste of what I am working hard for."

“I don’t know, maybe that topic will open soon when you prove that you are a good girl. Guards and maids will not know that you are locked here since dad may interrogate them, but I have numerous and clear CCTV cameras, so watch out. Just don’t think of stepping outside the vicinity of the mansion alone or think of evading, because I will find you regardless of how far you obscure yourself from me.”