Chapter 9 AT JAY'S MANSION

Bella could feel a tear drop slide down her cheeks as her mother bid her a hasty goodbye. She felt unwanted and alone; her own mother had actually agreed to her slavery and servitude for the next six months. It just did not sit well with Bella. Even as they rode in the Ferrari, she did not fee] any fun in it as she kept wondering what wrong had she done to her mother to make her treat her so. After a lot of personal deliberations she made a mental note to do away with her mother as soon as she was done with her imprisonment as she termed it.

She would definitely be done with school by then, and therefore leave Miss Clarkson for good. And that was when she decided never to call her mother again.

"We're here," his manly voice called her from her thoughts, and when she got done, she was definitely seeing paradise, cause that's definitely the only word to compare his mansion. Carefully trimmed flowers, trees, a well laid lawn, the water fountain and the cars. This was definitely one powerful hunk of a man.

Going inside, from the doorman to other staff carefully dressed in their uniform made her wonder briefly what exactly she would be doing for him. But then, the interior view of the place caught her attention again, she was definitely seeing a museum of some sort, sculptures, art work, items in glasses on display and the well organized place.

'He sure did love to collect objects,' she thought. She was so carried away with objects around her that she did not notice that he had called all the staff members and it was only until he called her that she joined him in the hall.

"This is Annabelle Skye," he started and she was in the act of thinking how he knew her full name that she remembered he took her name tag.

"She is a guest of mine and will be staying with us for the next few months. I expect that she will be accorded with maximum respect and any behavior otherwise would be punishable intensely."

She could feel the staff members stiffen with his threat and she wondered, 'Just what kind of man are you Jay Martins?'

"Let me show you around the basic places in the house."

'You call this a house, you must be sick. It's a fucking tourist attraction,' she thought. Jay was obviously feeling like a king and was impressed with the power he yielded as he did not miss the awe in her eyes. That was enough to make him so king-like. He took her to basic places he wanted her to know at the moment, also introduced her to the staff on the way. He gave her a slide containing members of the staff and their relative duties; getting to his room, she could feel the strong pull of his masculine power, it took her willpower not to enter.

"That's your room over there," he was already walking towards it. She hastily followed, her room shared the corridor with his room and so they were directly opposite. Bella felt the knot in her tummy tighten. When they entered, she was met with awe, her room was gigantic.

"Freshen up and be in the study in an hour. You still remember the way right?" he asked and she merely answered with a nod.

Satisfied, he turned heels and left. As soon as he was out of the room, Bella thought that she might actually enjoy herself. She dropped off her bag pack, prepared a warm bath for herself and deepened herself, it felt peaceful. She felt like a queen in her own castle. After she had taken a bath and changed into cleaner clothes, she saw that she still had thirsty minutes to go see him in the study so she decided to take a little rest on the bed. With that, she dozed off out of hunger and tiredness.