Chapter 2 THE CONTRACT EXPIRY DATE

Isabella woke up feeling all sore. Light shone on her face through the window and she winced as she tried to stand up. The pain in between her thighs was killing. The past night was so rough and Sebastian drilled her mercilessly.

She carefully stood up wrapping her duvet around her body as she took a careful look around the room. Everywhere looked scattered and the bedside lamp was shattered on the floor. It must have fell off during their activity.

Well,it wasn't the first time. The cleaner must have overslept else the room was meant to be cleaned and the bedside lamp replaced when she woke up as usual.

She managed to drag her sore body to the toilet.

"Ahh"she groaned as she felt a sting in between her legs.

She turned on the shower and stayed under carefully allowing the water move down her body. Her eyes shut close as she recollected a memory which was meant to be a beautiful one.

*(Nine years ago)*

The whole garden was decorated and it looked so attractive. It was obvious a party was going to be held and guess who's party it was?....Isabella's twentieth birthday

"Isabella!"a middle aged woman called and a young looking Isabella ran out having a white floral dress on.

Yes,she always loved white. Just plain and pure just like her.

"Mother!"she said and her mom smiled at her.

"You should change into your dress. The guests will be arriving soon"her mom said and she pouted.

Her mom had gotten her a golden dress for her birthday against her wish for a white dress.

Her mother sighed as she noticed her displeasure and she placed her hands on her shoulder giving it a light squeeze.

"Don't be sad,Izzy. It's your birthday and you should wear something different from white."Her mom said and she rolled her eyes still not happy.

"Besides I think Damian will be glad to see you in a different color of dress asides white"her mom added and that did it.

A bright smile appeared on her face as she turned and made her way inside.

Her Damian will surely like her in the dress. Wondering who Damian was? Her first love,her man...the man who owns her heart.

She walked happily up the stairs when she suddenly heard it. Sounds of wheels of cars rushing into the house and suddenly, gunshots ....

"Isabella"

*(back to present)*

"Isabella!"she heard Agnes's voice snapping her out of her thoughts. She sighed as she put off the shower and wrapped a towel around her body.

She was doing it again...thinking about the past she planned on forgetting. She'll get out of this prison soon and live a life of her choice. A brand new life away from this place that makes her feel like shit.

"But you didn't feel like that last night....you wanted it to last longer"her subconsciousness whispered and she scoffed.

It's not like she was in her right senses then and won't she be less human to want pleasure to stop.

She carefully stepped out and met a clean bedroom with Agnes standing at the doorway with a tray of food in her hands.

"Good morning,Agnes. You can drop the food on the stool"she greeted as she walked towards her wardrobe. She carefully walked in.

Walked into her wardrobe??....well,ever been in a prison where you get all the luxuries you want? Clothes,bags,shoes, and even jewelries?

Well...what's the use of it all? She has no where she's going anyways. She sighed at the thought of it as she casually put on a big top and a shorts....guess the color?

Yeah,white...that's the one thing that never changed about her in all these years.

She walked out and sat on the couch as she carefully pulled the stool nearer and opened the cover of the food.

She sighed as she stared at the fried plantain,chicken and chips. One thing she'll miss about this place when she leaves??....you can talk about the food. Agnes' cooking is heavenly.

She finished eating in no time and neatly placed the plate in a corner,Agnes will come back for it.

Not that she couldn't take it downstairs but there's something about the house that scares her so her room was her safe zone.

She quietly went to window and sat on the frame hugging her knees to her chest as she stared out of the window. Another day in the mansion,all alone...

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Sebastian sighed as he shut his laptop making the view of the slender lady on the laptop disappear.

No one knew he had a secret camera in Isabella's room. Even he didn't know why he did that but he just wanted to know everything that goes on with her but as usual,she always sat by the window frame. Neither went downstairs nor walked through the hallway.

He had made his research about her and he figured she loved books so he had a library right beside her room filled with books hoping she'll stumble upon it one day while walking around the mansion.

But who was he kidding?....apart from the times she tried to run away he had never seen her step out of that room so the library was practically useless.

Why the fuck does he even care??..well,she's a fuck toy so he needs her mentally stable.

"Just the right thing to say,scumbag. Your father killed her parents before her and you had been fucking her for nine years yet you need her mentally stable?"his subconsciousness asked and he scoffed.

Not like he cared,her father violated the rules so he deserves death and her mother was just a victim of circumstances.

But he felt drawn to her that day and that was why he took her back to the clan rather than killing her. As fate will have it,she got given to him as a gift.

Drawn to her??..

"Snap out of it,Sebastian"he scolded himself as he remembered the first day they met.

(Nine years ago)

It was his birthday,his 21st birthday. He sat down with a stick of cigarette tucked in between his fingers as he took slow drag. His dark gaze on the strippers around the pole.

As lovely and seductive as their body was,none of it interested him. He had fucked them not once,not twice but countless of times. He needed someone new.

"Aren't you planning on replacing the strippers,dad?"he questioned and his dad smirked.

"I got you a gift,son. One that you'll surely like"his dad said with an evil smile and his eyebrow squinted as he wondered what it might be.

Acosta looked back and waved his hands to the guards. They walked out and came back later with a fragile looking lady dressed in white.

"Let me go,you bastard!"the lady screamed as she struggled but the men kept pulling her closer.

Sebastian's eyes never left her for a second as he admired her beauty. She looked drained and sad but that didn't hide her beauty.

"Drop her before him"Acosta ordered and the men placed her before him.

"What is this,father?"he asked and Acosta laughed.

"She's yours. Your slave,your personal toy,your satisfaction tool"his father said and his eyes darkened.

He watched the lady's eyes widened as she stood up and charged towards his father.

"You,old scumbag!"she yelled but the guards held her back stopping her from reaching his father.

He watched in amusement as she struggled with the guards letting out curse words. She looks like a fiery little cat.

Suddenly,the guard slapped her and pushed her to the floor. His gaze hardened and the air around him turned cold.

"How dare you?!"he thundered as he stood up and charged towards the guard.

He pinned the guard to the wall,strangling him tightly.

"How dare you hit what's mine?"he roared and the guard's face turned pale as air slowly seeped out of him.

"Let him go,son"Acosta said and Sebastian said as he threw the guards across the room.

Then with slow steps and heels clicking on the floor,he approached her.

"What's your name?"Sebastian asked softly as he raised her jaw up.

"Isabella"she whispered with a pained gaze.

"Thanks for the gift,dad"he whispers eyes still locked with hers

"You're mine,Bella mio"he said darkly.

And....

(Back to Present)

"Here are the files"Trevor's voice rang through disrupting his thoughts.

"You always have a bad timing"Sebastian said with a glare as he collected the files from Trevor who remained indifferent.

"What are these?"he asked.

"List of contracts to expire in the coming months or in a year time"Trevor said and Sebastian hummed.

Apart from the mafia,he also owned a lot of businesses and it was a custom to know the ones about to expire so he could either renew or choose to let go.

"I'll check them later,you can leave"he said and Trevor didn't move an inch.

Sebastian glared at him and sighed as he rested on the chair swirling left and right with the files in his hands.

"You'll never trust me,will you?...Fine,I'll read through it now"he said and Trevor raised his eyebrow indicating that he started reading.

"Mute motherfucker!"Sebastian cursed out as he opened the files.

Trevor knew well enough that if he left,Sebastian won't bother opening through the file. He doesn't give a fuck about renewing deals,if it's done then it is but Trevor knew some deals are important and shouldn't be let go.

Sebastian sighed boringly as he looked through the files. None of these was important to him,his company will do well even if these fuckers' deals are over.

"At last"he said as he got to the last one and his eyebrow squinted as he saw the heading.

"SLAVE AND MASTER CONTRACT"

"What is this about,Trevor?"he asked as he raised the document and Trevor shrugged.

"It was agreed that you'll let her go after ten years. It's been nine years already. So, in a year time,you'll be setting her free"Trevor said and Sebastian slammed the file on the desk as he stood up angrily.

"What nonsense is this?Setting her free? Is she in bondage?"he asked and Trevor's eyes squinted.

"As far as I know,she hasn't stepped out of the mansion in nine years"Trevor said and Sebastian glared at him.

"Why should she step out? I give her everything. Food,clothes,shoes,bags...name it!"he yelled and Trevor rolled his eyes.

"What's the use of it all? She doesn't even have anywhere to wear them to"Trevor said and Sebastian growled as he dawned to him.

"But still this contract is silly."he said and Trevor scoffed.

"You signed it,Seb"Trevor said and Sebastian sighed.

"What can I do to renew it or prolong it?"he asked and Trevor's expression remained blank.

"Why do you want to renew it?"Trevor asked and Sebastian felt his tongue twisted.

True...why did he get so worked up just at the sight of the contract?

"Because I enjoy her body and I don't want to let it go yet. I haven't even gotten a replacement for her"Sebastian said in a convincing tone.

He doesn't know who he was trying to convince. Trevor or himself.

"Then you'll need her permission to. She has to agree to keep being your slave for you to keep her longer else you'll let her go the day the contract expires"Trevor said and Sebastian looked at him.

"What if I don't?"he asked and Trevor shrugged.

"You should be ready to face what will come with keeping her as no one will believe she's just a slave anymore. Trust me,people know about her. Everyone is not just saying anything"Trevor said and Sebastian's eyes squinted.

"What are you trying to say?"he asked and Trevor moved closer placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Letting her go is the best"Trevor said as he patted him and walked out.

"Fuck!"Sebastian groaned as he ran his hands through his hair.

That's more like Trevor,never talks but when he does,he talks in half. He'll never say anything in full.

"Letting her go"....his mind echoed and he scoffed. As if he'll do that,she's his forever.

He doesn't know the reason he badly wants to hold onto her but he won't let her go.

"She has to agree to keep being your slave......" How will he get her to do that? Only a maniac will agree to slave.

He just has to find a way to go around it. Damn! He needs a drink!

He walked towards his mini bar and brought out a bottle of whiskey and a glass.

"I should make her want to stay"he muttered as he poured whiskey into the glass.

"Damn!"he cursed as the whiskey burned down his throat and he clicked his finger on the glass.

"Think,Sebastian...Fucking think"he said and an idea clicked in his head as a smile spread across his lips.

It was that easy after all......

TBC....