Free ROMANCE: MC Romance: Owned by The Bad Boy (Stepbrother Bad Boy BBW Ménage Mafia Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Alpha Male Billionaire Romance Short Stories) by Chloe Sexton

you?”
    There was silence as I made my way to the direction I thought I heard his voice, “Why do you have cameras in my room?”
    “You signed the contract. Now, go shut the door.”
    I slouched as I always did when I felt that I had been defeated and closed the door. Wondering if I was on the right side of the room or not.  The room was dim and light only shone when I walked it was hard to figure out what was going on in the room. I tried to figure out the switch, but the whole house was like that.  There were no switches.  Some rooms were brighter than others.  His was definitely a lot darker than mine. 
    As soon as I entered my room, the whole room lit up.
    “To your left there is a side table.  There is a ribbon on it.  Take the ribbon and cover your eyes.”
    What?
    I would be blinded.  Controlled only by him. Sure, that is what I signed up for, but he was taking it to another level.
    “You signed the contract, Sophia.”
    He was starting to sound like a broken record.  I smiled and did a sexy walk, trying to hide the fear that was making my heart beat overtime.
    I took the ribbon and held it in my hand for a brief second, hesitating and remembering as he had reminded me twice.  That I had signed the contract.  I tied it loosely and I was nervous that maybe it wasn’t Damon.  Maybe I was going to be gang raped, but that was silly. I was at home and this place was built like a fortress.  There was no way in and at times, I wondered if he wanted if there was a way out.
    Mom and Charles were at a function.  Even then their room was the other side of the house.  Quite close to mine.  They couldn´t hear me scream if they tried and Friday night was Caine´s night off work.  He normally spent it with his family.  He was close to retirement so he spent more time with them and less time in the house as he used to when Damon was younger.
    I felt like we were practically alone in the house. Damon was in control.  Damon had it all. I just hoped he didn´t abuse my trust.
    I stood still like a statue waiting for his next move. I felt like a prey and he was the hunter.  Ready to pounce at any time.  I started taking deep breathes to calm down my nerves.
    “Damon,” I whispered a faint voice that I used to recognize escaped my mouth.  The usual confident, Sophia had been turned into a quiet little mouse.  He was changing me right before my eyes.  Taking my spirit and I knew very soon he would be taking my body again. I just didn´t know how.
    “Shhh,” he paused for a minute as he whispered in my ear.  I relaxed a bit knowing that I was with him, wanting to trust him and hoping that I would have a surprise.  Something that I could treasure forever.
    His hands caressed my body.  Feeling each part of it lightly until he lifted my arms up and took off my top.  I wanted to speak.  His rule, not to talk unless asked a direct question settled into my mind.  Trust, Sophia. For once in your life, trust.
    I had only had that feeling about myself from the day I was born.  No one else, it was always mom and I.  The problem was she worked long hours and I knew that she never had the time.  I felt that I was a burden on her if I spoke to her about the issues in school. I just got on with it. Difficulties with the kids in my class. I ignored them.  Problems with my homework. I asked the teachers for help. I was a loner. Always had been and apart from when I went to college and had a couple of friends at the call center. I never knew the meaning of friendship until I joined there.
    I could hardly hear anything. It felt as if were in the middle of a cave, the air turned cold.  That was the only noise I heard the rush of the air into the room.  I felt the warmth of his skin next to mine as I stood half-naked in a different room.
    I knew we were no longer in his room, because I felt him holding the door a few times as we passed.  I started to wonder in my mind where we were and what was going to happen