The Billionaire's Virtuous Slave

Chapter One: The Syringe Injected.

My boyfriend left me just because I did not let him get my virginity that midnight. For that, I saw him with another woman, and for sure, that woman allows my boyfriend to get her virginity. I cried, slapped him on the face, and broke with him. I know there is someone else out there who is more deserving than him. That may sound stupid to cry over a jerk whose dream is to taste every woman he had and guess what, if that stupid girl got pregnant, then sorry for her.

Starting tonight, I will no longer cry for that jerk and will not waste my time thinking about him. I sigh. Luna called earlier today that she wants to help me forget about his stupidity that ruined my life. We are going to the club, drinking alcoholic drinks, and I think that must be a great idea.

While I was getting dressed, she texted me that the club is now packed with attractive men, has a perfect body perfectly matched for me. I mean, I do not care. If I can't find a guy that I could replace on my ex, it's totally fine for me. Loving myself is what I needed today, not finding a man on the club that can be as jerk as my ex.

This might be the only way, and I think I do not want to agree with what Luna texted me. The club might be packed with the charmer, but hell, we cannot be sure what they are behind their pretty faces. A thief, pervert, or maybe an addict. I am saying 'no' to the charmer. I am saying yes to a gentleman and caring even if he is not an ideal type as long as he captivated my heart.

I saw myself well-dressed in front of the mirror, trying to turn around to see my back and in tries to witness myself every different angle just to see it fits for me.

I stood here in front of my apartment, waiting for a taxi. Fortunately, a vacant one stopped in front of me. I opened the back seat door, hoop in, and sat properly. The driver asked me where is my destination, but I just told him that I would be in Dode Club. It is not far from my apartment, and I think I would arrive there within a couple of minutes, it depends if it is traffic or not.

If they would ask me what do I prefer, whether going to a club or reading a book, then I'd prefer reading a book. Luna might laugh at my stupid decision, but it's my life. Luna always invited me, even if I already told her that I am not interested. She still pushes and forced me. That maybe sucks, but all I need to do is to be with her. I do not want her to be drunk. I do not trust the people that surround us in the club.

I told the driver to stop the taxi at the side of the club. Many people are falling in line outside. Most of them are men.

What the hell! I had never been able to enter a club whole my life. It's my first time, and I do not know what it may look like inside. All I heard about clubs that sometimes it has a pole dancer and even a prostitute, that is why most men liked to be in the club.

The club's dance floor is already packed with drunk people dancing like penguins or zombies. Where is she now? Has it ever flirted with the 'charmers' she says? Oh God, I hope she's not with drunk men.

"Silic!" Luna's voice I heard from behind me. I faced the source of the voice then I saw her. The dress she was wearing was short. I'm sure she was aware of what she was wearing. "Your time has come. You didn't catch up with Zach. It's a pity."

"I did not come here for those things Luna. I am here to drink and for me to forget that stupid idiot. You know who I am referring to." I said. We barely walked closer to what looked like a front desk. We were still sitting in chairs.

"Two lady's drink please," I said at a bartender. Moments later he immediately handed us the two wines. "Thank you," I said again and immediately accepted the two wines then gave one to Luna.

"Cheers!" she said.

"Cheers!" my answer.

"There are many more boys world girl, and I don't want you to cry just because of him." I rolled my eyes at her. "I want you to have fun. Enjoy life while we're still young," she added.

"And who said I would cry for him? Fudge him. I won't cry anymore because of him." I just told him and I drank the wine again then laid it on the table. "It's good that we broke up. He doesn't love me."

I have no intention of squeezing myself into the madman, whose only dream is to just taste the jewel of women. It's good that I found out that early on. I may be one of his victims and it would be difficult if I got pregnant, I know she will not stand by me.

"Why are you crying there if you are thankful that you did not last long? Smile and be happy girl, you can see many guys in here and just pick one and go home. "she said." Let us dance on the dance floor. Let's look at us." She nursed me.

I would have been shaken as a sign that I did not want to dance on the dance floor. But she grabbed my hand and pulled a signal for me to get up from my position with the wine.

"I'll just have a drink there on the side. I don't want to hustle here!" I shouted at her so she could hear it. The music is already loud, other people are still shouting. One thing, others smell the armpit. Maybe Luna and I smelled that too so we better move to the other side. Not so many people, we were even more comfortable dancing and moving around here.

Luna began to move her body. "Look at me. This is how to dance if you ever don't know," she explained to me. She began to move his body again. Raised both hands and jumped for joy.

I laugh because of her dance steps that looked like crazy. I accompanied Luna and tried to follow the stupid steps. "I'm a sad girl now!" I shouted in the middle of the dance floor. Others could not hear it either because the music was louder than my shout. "That's right! You'll forget about that idiot and stop chasing about him." she said.

Luna is a supportive friend, and I am thankful for her. I continue dancing on the dance floor, and I do not care if I may look stupid. As I am dancing, I saw someone staring at me. I stop from dancing and stare back at the man who stared at me seriously. Like his stare told me that he planned for something.

"What's wrong?" Luna immediately asked me.

"Nothing," I answered. That man is gone from the sofa. "I need to pee. I'll be back." I said to Luna, and just she nodded.

I passed all the people from the dance floor, including the couple who had been kissing at the side. Oh my God, this is not a motel.

I entered the comfort room. Unfortunately, I heard a moan.

I covered my ears so I cannot hears any moan. They should do it privately. I was about to left the comfort room when the three men blocked my way. They are all wearing black long sleeves, with an earphone in their left ear. I felt intense nervousness. My God, I hope they don't do anything to me.

Yes, sir, what should we do to her?" I heard one man said, as if he was talking, to someone, with his headset. "Get her, copy that," he said again.

"What is this? What are you planning to do with me?" I asked anxiously when they suddenly touched me. A man grabbed me on the other side.

"Sorry, but we're just following the orders of my boss. We have no bad intentions with you. We'll just take you to the mansion." He said and he immediately covered my lips with a handkerchief and after a while he injected a syringe into my neck. I want to shout, but I can't do it anymore. I weakened until my vision darkened.

CHAPTER TWO: ENIGMA OF THE PAST.

This is not Luna's room because I have already been to her apartment. This is very nice, there is a window but it cannot be opened, unlike Luna. I continued to look around the room. I saw the design of this room is just like an old mansion with modern things. A modern bed, a portrait, and a modern vase with artificial roses on it. If I am living here, maybe I am like a princess.

Damn it. I remember what happens to me last night. Unexpected men blocked my way out from the comfort room. I touched my neck. The part where those idiots injected a syringe, and that is why I lose consciousness. I walked closer to the door and opened it.

I did not see anyone outside. All that I could see here is a chandelier above, giving light to the sofa below and up the stairs. I want to call Luna but I can't and asked him what this place is, whether I am still in the Philippines or abroad.

I went downstairs straight to the living room. There is a big tv, 45 inches long as I tried to estimate it. It turned on, but no one was watching TV. It's just a waste of electricity.

"I thought you're still sleeping," I heard the voice of a man behind me. I immediately addressed myself to the source of the voice. I saw a man standing. His posture is familiar, and maybe, I'm just as old as him. He is wearing a black long sleeve, the two buttons are open starting, from his neck. That made me see his hard chest. I accidentally saw it. My bad. "Wondering why you are here in my mansion?" he said to me again.

Before I could open my mouth, I stared at him a bit longer. It takes a second before I recognized him. He is the man staring at me like he has planned something for me. Hoping that this is just part of my overthinking.

"So, you are the one who commanded those men," as I am referring to what the three men in the suit have done to me. "And you brought me here to your mansion even though I did not want to. You're stupid bringing me here, and if you want to date me, tell me, do not just bring me somewhere like this." I said calmly.

I knew I had to worry. But I prefer to calm down, why?

I sighed. "Well, sorry but, I don't want to join your game. If you think I am an easy girl then, you are mistaken for the girl you chose. Let me go out. I just want to go home."

He shook his head and stepped closer to me. "You can no longer go home. You are here means you will live here with me."

I am not deaf to not hear that, and I know everything is right when I hear it. I still had plans to run away from him. Trying to find a possible exit, but hell, he already held my hand. That signaled me to stop and face him again.

"What the hell? You're cheap on finding a woman. Find a decent and virtuous woman somewhere. Not like me." I suggest more. I even pulled my arm away from his hand. "Now tell me, where is your door here so I can get out of here?"

"You are not leaving my mansion. You are going to be my slave," he said calmly. "Making you my slave is not my thing, and yes, you are not the typical girl I want. I did not say I will make you a fudge buddy," he explained. And even if I breathed a sigh of relief there, I still did not survive, or shall we say I will stay here. But staying as his slave will never be okay. Why would I dare to become his slave?

"I don't want to be your slave. Okay, don't beat me up. I'm a busy person, and I still have a lot to take care of if you only knew." I explain. "And what do you need from me? I'm not rich, I'm not beautiful, and one more thing, I'm just a normal woman who is not yet beautiful."

"No matter how multiple times you tell that, I don't care. You will be my slave even if you do not wish to. I do not need any money from you. Your existence here in the mansion is what I need," he said. "Because of your father's doing from the past, your father is guilty of our family and you, will be the one to pay for it," he explained.

I scratched my head so hard. "I don't know what you're saying. I don't even know you, and my family doesn't even know you." I explain.

"Your parents know about us," he said. "and don't you ever think I am joking. You only know the present story of your parents, not their background from the past."

"Tell me, what is it? Provide me a shred of evidence, CCTV if ever available, and a witness to stand. That will prove that they did it." I said.

"Well, of course. I've already prepared there. I have evidence, and it proves that your father is the one who did everything," he said. "But first, let me tell you about your father's wrongdoing. He killed my Mom. Second, he also tried to kill my father, but luckily, my father is alive. Lastly, he also tries to kill me too, but luckily again, I am alive. "

My eyes just widened from what I heard. I do not want to believe what he tells me. I know my father, and he is not like that. What the hell he is saying?

"Give me evidence proving that my father did the things you said," I said angrily. "And if you can't provide evidence, I'll slap you and let me go."

"Fine." he agrees.

He motioned for me to sit on the sofa near where we were standing. He also sat across from me then he took the envelope that was on the center table. He even gave it to me, and I accepted it.

"I know you would not believe me so, I prepared evidence for you," he said. I immediately approached the sofa and sat down, then looked at the contents of the envelope. It contains photos.

I saw Papa's photo. He was carrying a gun. It was taken on a CCTV camera, it was zoomed in and I could see Papa even more. Next photo he pointed it at a woman lying on the floor as if her body was bleeding and so was the other one. A man knelt as he aimed his gun.

I saw Papa's photo. He was carrying a gun. It was taken on a CCTV camera, it was zoomed in, and I could see Papa even more. Next photo, he pointed it at a woman lying on the floor as if her body was bleeding, and so was the other one. A man knelt as he aimed his gun.

It was as if I was weakened by what I saw. Did Dad do that? Not Dad. These pictures might be edited, and maybe they just want me to believe them. This would not work for me.

"Provide me more proof to verify it, actual footage, not just pictures that might be edited. I could tell it is edited."

"I am not also an expert, but hell, I can say that the picture was not edited." he took something from behind him, and that was his cellphone. "Wait. I think this proves how stupid you are to believe that the photo is edited." he gave me his cellphone. I now see a video. Captured on a CCTV same what in the picture. Dad did kill his mother. At this moment, I realized he was no longer lying. I'm the only one who did not believe in him.

"I don't care if you don't trust me. The most important aspect is that I told you the fact and the purpose you stayed here," he explained. "You are now under my sovereignty."

CHAPTER 3

"My father is a killer." I stuttered weakly.

That man left here on the sofa. His cellphone vibrated, and he said he would just answer that, and I had to stay here in my seat. I still do not forget what he said. Damn.

I noticed silence again surrounding this mansion. Then something else came to my mind, and this was to run away. I got up from my seat and tried to find the door.

"I can't wait any longer. I have to leave here." I said to myself. Where is the door here?

"Yeah Boss said. Let's go outside first." I meet two men talking. Fortunately, I was able to hide on the side immediately. They did not see me until they finally passed me. Good God.

I search for possible people nearby, but I can see no one. Except for the people in the painting. They are exempted, of course. I immediately ran to the door. Thankfully, I got out of his mansion. Then I realized how wide this mansion is and how far the gate is.

I wasted no more time and I immediately ran to the gate since it was open. This is already a sign that I am not destined to live here. We are struggling financially, but hell no to this mansion.

I stopped running when I saw someone noticing me, and it was the guards. They were two and immediately pulled out their guns. They pointed it at me. They are like damn stupid. I have no opponent with them and they still plan to shoot me? Hello, look at me. I did not have a gun.

I just sighed and put up my hand, motioning for me to give up. They were still pointing their guns in my path.

"You can no longer leave here. You are already in the mansion of my boss!" shouted one of the guards. "We have no intention of hurting you, but you need to go back inside." sounds like he is concerned about me.

"I don't care," I said.

I lowered my hand. I backed away but I almost lost my balance when I collided with a hard one on my back. I smell a familiar scent, his manly scent. It was only now that I realized that the hard bump on my back was his hard body.

"Hi. You didn't tell me you were behind me." I said calmly. "One more thing, can you calm down your guards? They are pointing their guns towards me and I am afraid of that." I request.

"Sure. That's not even a problem to me." he sparingly answered.

"Sure. That's not even a problem to me." he sparingly answered.

"Of course, I need to go now. Let me go, idiot. I have no intention of living here, you know why. I still need to talk to my father to clarify everything." I explain. I waved at him, faked a smile, and then turned around. I was about to walk away when he suddenly placed his hand on my shoulder. Then he confronted me again with him. "What? Did you forget to tell me something? Tell me now so I can go. I'm late for work now. Maybe I'm just absent."

"Remember what I said. You are living with me here to serve me, to become my slave," he explained. "You can't go. You'll be living with me here until I want to."

"Until you want to? But what if I don't want to?" I asked him. "Hell, I do not want to be here, to be your slave or whatever it is," I said nervously.

He was quiet and he just kept looking at me. "Go back to the mansion if you do not want me to lock you inside a room so you can no longer escape again. As I am telling you, nothing will happen to you here if you just follow what I want."

"You will rot in jail! I have no money, but I will imprison you for your accusations against us." as I am referring to what he said.

"Go ahead if you can," he said calmly.

He motioned to the two guards behind me. Moments later, I realized that his two guards were already holding both my hands. I will follow what he wanted me to do as long as he will not treats me as his slave. He even instructed his staff not to hurt me or do things that would harm me.

His two guards took me back inside the mansion. I did not fight anymore, I just followed them until they bring me to the room again. They opened the room, then let me in. Before a guard came out and only one remained here with me.

"You are Silic right?" he asked me signaling to break the silence between us. I do not know why he knows my name. He did not ask me.

"Yes," my sparing answer. "How did you know by the way?"

"No wonder why he wants you to pay what your father did. Your beautiful Silic," he said. "By the way, I'm Wim, the personal assistant of Wrum, my boss." I just realized that Wrum was the name of that man.

"Don't worry, we have no intention of harming you, except our boss if he has any intention," he said again. "We'll just come back here later," he says. Even before I could answer him, he closed the door of the room.

"Wait just wait!" I said and tried to open the door, but it was locked. "Help me escape here!" I shouted.

I just sighed. I will be the recompense for my father's sin. Damn it. This is the most stupid that happen in my life. Oh God, please counsel me on the right path and guide me on how to escape here. Or this might transpire to my life for it has a purpose.