Free The Life of Anna, Part 4: Ensnared by Marissa Honeycutt Page A

else.
    She began to get ready and soon heard the
other girls coming in. She was putting her dress on when the other
girls began to enter the room. Anna looked in the mirror and hated
how she looked. What would Devin do to her in a red dress?
    “Damn, you clean up good,” Cindy, one of the
dancers, commented.
    Anna didn’t reply and made her way out to the
lobby where the party was in full swing.
    She felt awkward and self-conscious as she
made her way through the crowd. She recognized many of the men, and
didn’t like the smiles they gave her. Finally, she spotted Devin
near one of the tables of food and walked over to him.
    “Anna,” he said, kissing her cheek. “You
danced well tonight.” He handed her a glass of wine.
    “Thank you, Ma...Devin,” she corrected
herself.
    He pulled her close. “You look delicious in
red, Baby,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ve noticed many of the men
admiring you.”
    Anna smiled nervously and looked at the
floor. She hated to think about what they were thinking. Jack
walked up to them a few minutes later.
    “Look how pretty my little Anna is,” Jack
said with a grin. “I think we should have put her in red sooner,
Devin.”
    Anna blinked back the tears of fear as they
talked about her with subtle innuendoes at what the color
meant.
    Devin introduced her to several men, some who
looked familiar. He even sent her off with a few of them to find a
dark corner where they could push her up against the wall and fuck
her ruthlessly. One even went in her ass and she dug her
fingernails into her palms to keep from crying out. When he was
finished, she walked slowly back to Devin and told him the man had
been satisfied.
    “Good girl,” he said with a smile.
    She’d noticed a few of the dancers giving her
strange looks when she was walking with the various men and saw
them looking at her as she stood next to Devin. She flushed and
stared at the floor as Devin put his hand on her hip and kiss the
side of her head.
    Why did it bother her what other people
thought? She was Devin’s slave and that was that. But at the same
time, she had to pretend she was respectable and she felt ashamed
that she wasn’t. She had felt respectable when she’d been married
to Alex, but those days were long gone.
    “Ah, there you are Peter,” Devin said and
Anna’s head snapped up. “Anna, you remember Peter, right?”
    Peter smiled at her and moved his eyes over
her entire body.
    “Yes, Devin, I remember,” she said
softly.
    “We were reacquainted this morning, Devin,”
Peter explained. “Anna’s been playing hard to get,” he added with a
smile.
    Anna looked between Peter and Devin. “You
knew he was here?” Anna asked Devin.
    “I invited him to come,” Devin grinned.
“Anna, I’ve come to realize that you are much more...pleasant to be
around if you are in some sort of relationship. Therefore,” he
motioned to Peter. “I am providing you with a relationship. Peter
knows me, knows what I want from you, and has agreed to ‘date’ you
and provide you with companionship that I approve of.”
    “Devin, you can’t—”
    “I am perfectly serious, Anna,” Devin
growled. “You will give the appearance that the two of you like
each other and all that is involved when two people meet. He will
become your boyfriend and eventually you will move in with him. He
won’t interfere with any of my needs for you, but will give you
some stability and, as I said, companionship.”
    Tears of frustration filled her eyes. “Devin,
I don’t want a boyfriend,” she pleaded quietly. “Especially not
him.”
    “It’s not for you to choose, Anna. You are
lonely, even though you won't admit it. You need someone to be
with.” He motioned to Peter. “I have provided you with someone I
trust.”
    Anna’s shoulders slumped. Arguing would just
anger him. “Yes, Devin,” she said softly.
    “Now, why don’t you two run along and let
people think someone has broken through your icy exterior.” He