"M-my dad, h-he's in Milan," Delilah replied timidly. James frowned and stayed to stare at Delilah.
"He tricked me. Now you have to pay for it!" Delilah was more perplexed. What happened exactly?
"I swear, Mr. J. I gave the money to my father, and he said he would give it back to you." James sighed and understood now. Mark had deceived him and his daughter. He must run away by now.
James loosened his grip on Delilah. He walked closer to Delilah, who was afraid to retreat. James didn't stop until he barred Delilah up with his dominant height.
"Today, I want my money back. I don't care who took your money. I want mine now!" James growled in a low, scary tone. Delilah trembled to scare and sobbed by shaking her head.
"I ... please give me more time, Mr. J. I don't have the money now," Delilah sobbed petitely. She was making James' heart thump faster. He had never felt that way. No tears could make him melt, but now everything is changed.
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Delilah shook her head frightenedly. James snorted in annoyance at Delilah, who didn't want to come with him."So you'd rather be ravished by that old man than come with me!" gritted James aggravated. Delilah was still sobbing and darting down. James then noticed Delilah's torn dresses, and she tried to hide part of her skin. James then took off his suit and put it on Delilah. Delilah widened her eyes at James' act upon her. James then wanted to carry Delilah, but she refused."I'm fine, Mr. J," Delilah spoke in a soft tone. James examined for a moment, then stood up and told Delilah to stand. Delilah stood up, and James pulled her hand out of the room. Delilah had no choice but to yield when James pulled her out of the house to the car. She is like a timid kitten that is unable to do anything. Delilah only surrenders if, finally, death is her consequence today. James took Delilah to his sports car and opened the door."Get in!" he ordered coldly. Delilah glance
"Hey… come here you!" the orphanage caretaker scolded James, who was playing with his brother, Arjoona. Joona's skinny hand tugged at James' arm, but he held Joona's hand as if to say that everything would be fine. James stood up to the caretaker."Be ready! Someone wants to foster you. Tomorrow morning you leave!" stated the guard and turned away. James frowned, then turned to Joona. Joona was sitting cross-legged behind him. The shabby Arjoona just went silently looked at James. He also heard what the caretaker said.James walked back to Arjoona. This time he sat cross-legged in front of him."Joona, I have to leave," James said in a low voice and sad expression. He is as shabby as Arjoona Harristian, the orphan who shares his name. Arjoona shook his head and started crying."Don't cry, little brother. I'll come back to pick you up from here. I promise!" continued James while swallowing his saliva and feeli
Delilah was sobbing and sitting beside the bedroom door. She was hugging her knees. Delilah still can't believe that her father sold her to James Belgenza. She is currently the slave of a man she doesn't know. Whereas a week ago, her father came to convince her that he wanted to protect Delilah by returning the money. Delilah then remembered the words Oliver had said before he left."Is that why he talked to me like that? Because he knows?" Delilah murmured to herself. Delilah looked down again. While sobbing, she felt the necklace left by her mother that her grandmother gave her before she died."What should I do, Mother? I'm trapped here," Delilah mumbled, taking a breath to calm. She was so scared and couldn't think. Delilah then peeked at her body. She was still wearing the suit that James had given her earlier. The man was mean, but Delilah was comfortable in his clothes. She even pulled the hem of it to cover her body more.Delilah is still crouching in th
Earth Lewis escorted Delilah to the mansion's luxurious dining room. But the funny thing is, instead of taking her to the main dining room, James preferred to serve their dinner at a smaller table. But it was still a frill for Delilah.With an expectant stance, she sat down on the dining chair. Her eyes glimpsed at the food served in front of her. An irresistible steak with mashed potatoes and grilled vegetables is enough to peak her hunger. Delilah's stomach growled eventually, and her saliva soak her mouth. She could imagine how delicious the foods were.Delilah could not remember how long she hadn't eaten protein like meat. She did not have the money to buy enough good food for her skinny body. The money always runs out for daily living expenses, or her father stole it.However, having a delicious dinner did not push her to start eating yet. She was scared and didn't want to touch anything on the table. Instead, she looked around in all directions. Some men w
James's palm smacked Delilah's butt then rubbed it to ease the stingy on her skin. But Delilah didn't stop crying because of it. “Let go of me,” Delilah sobbed but it only got her a few more slaps. "Say apologize!" James growled in a scary tone. Sobbing, Delilah caught her breath. James slapped her more and Delilah squeaked in pain. "Aaahk...!" "I said, say sorry!" he growled more. "I'm sorry, Mr J. Please stop!" Delilah sobbed with stinging pain in her ass. She certainly couldn't sit with red, sore skin on her butt. "Now pledge to obey me!" threatened James and prepared to slap more if Delilah rejected more. “I beg you please stop. It hurts so much!” James let go of his grip and then pulled Delilah to sit on his lap. "Aaah!" Delilah winced in pain as James forced her ass to sit up. “Look what you did. Now all my shirts are wet!” James grumbled expressionlessly with a sharp look in his eyes. Delilah was also so
With his tongue pressed against his mouth's wall and a mischievous smirk, James got his face closer to Delilah. She was widening her blue eyes at him adorably. As if to kiss, James seductively got closer. Delilah spontaneously covered her mouth with a hand. "Why? Your breath stinks, huh!" James sneered back. He chuckled and then let go of Delilah's arms while stroking Delilah's hair. "Finish your meal! After that, wash your face and go to sleep!" said James giving orders as he got up from the couch. Delilah was still glued to her place with one hand covering her mouth and another one holding her fork. She stepped on her conscious mind when James walked into the bedroom and closed the door. While swallowing, Delilah tried to process what she had experienced before. "He is a strange man! Huff, what should I do?" she sighed, letting out a heavy breath. While lightly stroking her still sore butt, Delilah followed James' orders to finish dinner without any
James got out of his luxury car at the international airport. He turned to the man who brought him, Edward Belgenza. "Where are we going?" James asked innocently. Edward smiled slightly and led James to walk into the airport lobby. "We're going to Italy," Edward answered him. James stopped walking and stood frozen. Edward walked before him, then stopped and looked back. "What's wrong, J?" Edward asked. He turned around and faced the 12-year-old boy. "But I live here," James slightly replied, looking at Edward with sad eyes. Edward sighed and nodded. He then crouched down to see James in his eyes. "I've never saved anyone but you. If I didn't buy you, then maybe you're dead-bought and traded like property by now. You understand it, right?" James lowered his head. "I know your home is here. But it doesn't belong to you. Maybe, if you come with me, I can give you a better home," Edward continued, holding James' arm. “Should I
Delilah ran to the bathroom to wash her face in a hurry. She hadn't had time to take a shower because James wasn't someone who liked to wait. After cleaning herself up a bit, Delilah was ushered into James' room. James was standing in front of a wide window by a fireplace. Earth left Delilah with James as she walked into the room with timid steps. Delilah now stopped at the coffee table and continued to twist her fingers as she waited for James to speak. After letting out a single sigh, James turned to face Delilah, who half guts to look at him. "Do you have a way to pay off your debt?" James asked bluntly. Delilah was silent, then nodded. James didn't ask anymore. He raised his eyebrows. "I will be your maid," Delilah responded. She was trying once again. Initially, Delilah's face slowly faded with a slight smile, and she lowered her shoulders even more. James looked at her sharply and coldly. "You still haven't given up, have you? I told you