Of course this son of a rock would say something like this.
“Eh?”“I know that I’m charming, but you can never break this confidion.”“As if! Have you ever looked in the mirror?” I yelled at him, knowing damn well he did. The beauty of this man was like a grocery store’s new and untouched plastic bag.It was me who couldn’t look into the mirror without cracking it.“I’m sorry?”“Yes! There’s no way in the world I could fail this confidition…” now I was the one laughing it.“So, would you be ready to sign it?”“I would like to see the contract first.” I crossed my arms around my chest and lifting my right eyebrow, I stared into him.A short sigh left his lips like a cunami in the middle of the ocean, for no reason.“Yes, of course.”While I looked at the bar, through the darkness of this room to see what Brett was doing, surprisingly the contract appeared on the table.I don’t know how he did it, maybe he was keeping it ready just in case he knew I’d say yes.I felt like a used blanket, ‘am I so predictable?’“Here, sign here and the deal is done.”His look was a bit too confident, there must been a catch, so I decided to look at it myself.“Part A must obey all the requirements of the part B-“ a smile made its way on itself when I read that part…’everything, eh…’I kept reading it, “part A must fulfill all the wishes of the part B in exchange for the part B’s time.”The contract was simple and easy, all I needed was to give him my time and I didn’t even see anything sexual being involved in it. I was ready.Being too lazy and tired, I didn’t even bothered to read the rest or what was written in the small letters.It’s always something meh, I didn’t care, whatever it was, I’m sure it wasn’t even important to remember.“Where do I sign?” I asked him while I was done reading this unreasonable contract.“Here, but give me your finger.”It was a strange request, but I decided to follow his lead, “sure, take it.”“Ouch!” I felt how a small, sharp pain went through my index finger, “blood?” I got confused.“Could you place it on part B’s place?”“S-sure…” it felt like I was signing my soul away into a sect.It was a strange method of signing something, and I’m sure a lot of bailiffs companies would love that type of method too.“There! Done!” He felt relaxed, “I will find you tomorrow at work. Don’t forget about me.”As if would be hard enough to do so, every garbage on the street reminds me of you.“Goodbye.”And just like that, that son of a goat got up and left.“Sigh…” the conversation seemed so short, but apparently it wasn’t.Strangely, when I looked around, people were already leaving. I looked at the watch that was next to a bar, “4 am!?” I shouted. It was time to go.I rushed into the dressing room, got changed and left the building.On my way, counting my bucks felt amazing… I got paid for doing what I do every day at work, making funny remarks at my boss. But this time, I was paid to do so. “Life is great.”I snuck into my house, and straight into my bed, In just a couple of hours, I was going to have to wake up.*bbbrr*“I swear down, if it beeps like this one more time, I will toss it through the window.”“Good morning, darling, it’s time for work.”My mom welcomed me with a morning kiss.I opened my eyes completely, she was sitting in from of me. Her eyes seemed like it was exhausted from all the burned she had carried within herself.The dry skin on her face was also another sign of her sickness, ‘just wait a little bit…’“Mom, did the hospital call you?”“Yes, I will need to go there tomorrow.”“Okay, I will go with you.”She let a long sigh out, “no need to, you have work to attend.”Remembering yesterday’s conversation with that empty plastic bag, I didn’t need to worry, “I’ll come during my break.”As she left, I took a quick shower to brighten my brain and prepare myself for this mental torture, “today is going to be easy…” I whispered to myself as I looked into the mirror again.I was almost done ready getting ready, but a stingy pain in my index finger made me stop.“What the hell?”I looked down and saw that the exact same finger I have signed a contract with was dark red, turning blue and was taking half of the tip. “Did he perhaps put poison inside of it?” I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually did, but I had to brush this idea away.“Nevermind!” I continued with preparations.I kissed my mom’s forehead and left the house, quite in a good mood, I wanted to smile.People around me also looked happier than usual, “maybe something is in the air,” I smiled while putting my bag closer to me in case of theft.My past mistakes weren't going to be repeated by the idiot me.*beep* *beep*That sound brought me back to reality, “what?” I yelled at the driver as I was going to punch his car with my bag.“You’re moody today, get in!”“The jerk!” I gritted my teeth, as I tried to compose myself to pretend like I wasn’t going to curse his next three generations.“No, thank you, my legs work just fine.”“Just get it, we have some unfinished business from yesterday!”No idea what unfinished business he was talking about, but I had no intentions of getting late.“No, thanks. I will be late.” I replied immediately.“Did you forget that I’m the CEO? Get it!”“Shit!” The jerk was right, “fine!”I got inside his car, and murmured under my breath. I didn’t like the idea of being in the same car with him, what if my colleagues will see us? The last thing I wanted was rumors, “Ary- I…”I turned to look at him, but he had a weird grimace on his face. He looked like someone who won a lottery, someone who was very pleased with himself.“So… From today on, you’re officially my slave.”"Seriously, what the hell!” I sputtered, my lips twisted into a frown. The absurdity of his declaration was absolutely baffling."Your slave? Are you joking? First thing in the morning, no less!" I raised my voice, incredulity seeping into my tone. 'What an idiot!'"Reina," he began, his voice held a hint of impatience. "I know it's difficult for you to act with any semblance of normalcy, but I'm not here to engage in some childish game." He lifted his head, his gaze pierced mine with a startling intensity. His eyes, they usually were so calm and unreadable, now seemed to glow, reflecting a brilliant, almost demonic red. "Are you wearing lenses, by any chance?" I attempted to divert the conversation, his intimidating countenance made me feel quite uncomfortable."No. I will explain more when the time is right." he answered casually, adjusting his tie as he did so. I had to admit, the man had a sense of style. His wardrobe was a walking, talking fashion trend. Or maybe it was just his
As we stepped through the red door, I was momentarily blinded by the sudden darkness. My eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light revealing a room bathed in an eerie, crimson glow. The walls were draped with red velvet, and the air was thick with an intoxicating mix of incense and something metallic I couldn’t place. People moved about the space fluidly, their identities concealed by dark, ornate masks. It felt like we had stumbled upon a clandestine gathering, a secret society hidden beneath the bustling business above. The sight was so outlandishly strange that I couldn't help but gawk, even though I remained silent as he had instructed. We navigated through the masked figures, their hushed whispers were creating an ominous hum in the background. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat was echoing the rhythm of my mounting anxiety. I couldn’t understand what was happening, but there was no denying the aura of danger that permeated the room.Finally, Aryan guided me into a smaller
As Aryan's gaze locked with mine, his strict look softened, and a ghost of a smile danced at the corners of his lips. The oppressive silence that had cloaked the room lifted momentarily as he pondered my question. The air was still thick with the remnants of our earlier confrontation, and curiosity gnawed at my insides. But before I could voice my thoughts, he beat me to it."Reina," his voice was like a soothing balm against the tension, "what you've stumbled upon today is just the tip of an iceberg. The truth is a labyrinth, and I promise to guide you through it. But understand this: I'm not the man you think I am."His words were like a siren's song, luring me into a mystery that begged to be solved. My heart pounded a tribal rhythm in my chest, *thump* *thump* *thump*. Each beat was a battle between the instinct to bolt and the desire to decipher the enigma that was Aryan."As for 'Devil,'" he continued, a wry smile tugged at his lips, "it's a moniker that holds weight in this w
Author Here: Aryan’s and other characters’s pov will be written in the third. Aryan: “Rise and shine, my dear," a rich baritone with a hint of sarcasm reverberated through the dimly lit room as Aryan sank into the well-worn leather chair. His gaze was intensively and unyielding, remaining locked onto Reina who passed out on his desk. Her expansive and cerulean eyes were like the summer sky, now concealed beneath closed lids, harboring a world of secrets. Her countenance, typically an array of animated expressions, had transformed into a tranquil tableau of serenity. A soft, barely discernible smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he observed her. Even the devil himself, in all his cunning and might, would find himself disarmed before such a woman. She bore no regal lineage, possessed no grand narrative of her life. Her beauty was not the kind to inspire poets or artists, and her dubious occupation had seemingly secured her a spot in the inferno.Yet, there was an aura about
Reina’s POV‘To a meeting filled with devils…’ I mumbled. What on earth was this guy talking about here now? As we walked through the buzzling mall, butterflies kept dancing in my belly. I felt the joy filling it up inside my heart. I was happy to receive this bag, very happy. But seeing how easily I got it, it makes me wanna think if this contract with him was something that I complained about too much. “Here, this way.” He gently placed his right hand near my back to protect me from something, and allowed me to get inside first into the dimly lit room. “Aryan, where are we?” “Sshh. Don’t say anything, just follow me.”Walking through the door, I had no idea what awaited me in that meeting. But the sight that greeted me was anything but expected – a sex shop filled with an assortment of toys and bondage items. “What is this…?” I mumbled, and glanced at Aryan. ‘Why did this weirdo bring me here?’My discomfort was obvious, and now I couldn't help but label Aryan as a pervert in
As I pointed out the man who had caught my attention, Aryan's eyes followed my finger. His expression turned from annoyance to a guarded vigilance as he studied the man I had identified. It was clear that Aryan took my unease seriously, his protectiveness came to the forefront. The tension in the room seemed to escalate as both men locked eyes, a silent exchange that I couldn't fully comprehend. I clung to Aryan's hand, seeking his reassurance as the encounter unfolded before us. What is happening?’Aryan's grip on my hand tightened as he remained locked in an intense stare with the man who had made me uncomfortable. The air seemed to grow heavy with an unspoken tension, and I felt anxious, this weird-shaky vibration kept washing over me. The man's expression was inscrutable, his eyes pierced into Aryan's.A low, cautious voice emerged from Aryan's lips, "Stay close to me, Reina." His protective instincts were comforting, and I could sense his readiness to shield me from any percei
Aryan picked up Reina in his arms and carried her into the hotel. He walked up to the reception and looked at the woman. "Give me the keys to an empty room," he whispered.The woman looked like she was hypnotized. She handed the room key to Aryan like a zombie, without talking back.Aryan walked inside with Reina in his arms. He looked around and dropped her on the bed, gently. Then she brushed her shoulders off and woke up, looking at Aryan standing in front of her.“Do you still want to be pleased?”Her face boiled in heat, but she answered, “yes…”He then got closer and started to unbutton her blouse again, saying, "Will you let the devil take you tonight?"Reina nodded and lay on the bed, with only her bra saving her chest from exposure. Aryan smirked and leaned forward. The muscles of his arms tightened when he looked at her eyes.Aryan's lips brushed against Reina's neck. He kissed her gently, then passionately. “Aah…” Reina moaned softly and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Who-who the hell are you?!" I repeated, my voice quivered. I had no idea who this man was, and as I glanced around, I realized I had no clue where I was either. Panic surged within me. "What's happening? Who did this?"I clutched the white sheet closer to my chest, my fingers desperately were trying to hold onto it, shielding my body from exposure. "Don't stay silent! Who are you?" My throat felt dry, and my voice cracked slightly as a feeble squeak escaped.The man continued to stare at me, his eyes looked like a bloodshot, something out of a werewolf movie, his long dark hair seemingly was melding with the sheets in an eerie manner. "Magic? Don't be ridiculous," I thought."uoy tectedorp ereh I, aniieR," he muttered, the words felt forced and bizarre."What even is that?" My eyes widened, and I shook my head in confusion. Was he on drugs?"uoy tectedorp ereh I, aniieR," he repeated himself, raising his voice, straining as if trying to convey something important.He didn't appear a