Sold To Lord Of SEX Chapter 15

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Beside she’s just my slave and nothing more. I shouldn’t have been so nice to her. Written by Peter’s Gracuous.

I even showed her some of my weak point.. can’t believe I cried in front.

“God, I have lose guard!!

Anger surged through my body.

How dare she lay her body on my bed” I thought and dragged her down from the bed. Written by Peter’s Gracuous.

She landed her head on the floor..

I rushed towards her…
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She got up quickly from the floor, rubbing her drowsy eyes.

I charged towards her while she kept moving backwards.

Just then her body collided with the wall.
She looks fearfully towards me giving a pleading look.

As soon as I reached her, I grabbed her neck.
Squeezing it tightly.

“Please, you are choking me,” she stumbled.

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“Now hear me out: unless I send for you, I never want to see you near me or anywhere near me. Get it?” I asked and she nodded.

“You are nothing but my slave and a tool for quenching my sèxual urges” I said as tears slide down her cheeks. Written by Peter’s Gracuous.

“Now leave and go prepare my meal.” I yelled, releasing her neck.

She ran out immediately.

I went to my dressing mirror, watched myself in the mirror, and rested both hands on the edge of the table.

I growled in frustration.

I began punching the mirror after clenching my fist into a tight blow.
I ignored my bleeding fist and continued punching it.

I don’t know why I am feeling bad
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I ran to the kitchen and started crying uncontrollably.

Remembering all the hurtful words the Don said to me.

“I told you not to fall for him now you see?” My subconscious mind said while I kept sniffing my moist nose as I cried.

“All you need to do now is to plan your escape.”

I cried and cried for about five minutes. I stood up and wiped away my tears.

“It’s okay, I will never ever cry for the don anymore.” He doesn’t Worth my tears.” I thought wiping off my tëars.

I went to check what I could make for him in the freezer. Written by Peter’s Gracuous.

I later settled for toast bread and coffee with scrambled eggs. because I was not in the right mental state to prepare food.

I served the food on the dinning table. But as usual he wasn’t in the dinning table.

He is warned me not to see me anywhere near him, so I did not bother to go call him.

I got to my room. Pulled off my clothes, and headed for the bathroom.

I reclined in the lukewarm water and foam-filled jacuzzi tub.

I scrubbed my body and lay down for a while.

I toweled my wet body as I exited the bathroom after using a towel.

Wearing a short house gown, I puffed myself up on the bed after applying some cream and using a hand dryer to dry my hair.

I was so bored that the don refused to get me a phone for reasons best known to him, and my old phone is at Uncle Philip’s house. I could have asked some of my father’s friends to send me money so I could pay off the don.

I stood up from the bed and went to my closet. I brought out a rag doll that I had chosen, along with the items the don had purchased for me.

I pulled out the newly stitched ragdoll with a furrowed brow and a menacing glare, just like the Don.

“From now on, I will call you Kingston, because you look more like him.. very grumpy thing.” I said to the doll, slâpping his fluffy cheeks.

“Young Miss! The don wants to see you in the dining room as soon as possible.” A guard’s voice echoed from the door.

I furrowed my brow and stared angrily at the rag doll. Written by Peter’s Gracuous.

“What do you want me to do for you now, huh?” I ask the rag doll.

But it was silent.

I gave it a hard knock on the head, knowing that it would be wincing in pain by now.

“I am talking to you, and you are keeping me silent, right?” I said, walking to the living room with the doll in my hands.

I arrived in the living room and met with the don.

He has a bandage wrapped around his hands.

I stood in front of him without saying anything. He was staring at me intently, but I did not care. My attention was focused on the ragdoll.

“Are you not supposed to stay here until I come into the dining room?” He roared.

“I beg your pardon; I thought you said you did not want to see me close to you unless you sent for me.” I said it with an eye roll…

“Now, take a seat on the floor beside me and watch me eat.” He said softly.

“Your wish.” I mumbled and sat on the floor beside him, constantly conversing with the doll.

TO Be Continued