Mercedes was tense, sitting in the passenger seat of Nathan's Lambo. "Relax, Miss Winters. We are just going shopping," Nathan tried to loosen the atmosphere.
Mercedes forced a smile. One minute, she felt warm around him and the next minute, she was exhumed by his aura. He was a light switch, knowing when to swap his moods. But did he say shopping? He was mentioning purchasing a house like picking groceries from the market. She hasn't been able to decipher Nathan's reason for doing so much because she asked him for a loan. Her mind went into full gear when Nathan pulled over in front of a luxurious penthouse. "Your house?" Mercedes asked, wondering why Nathan brought her to his place. Did her one week start now? "It's yours now," Nathan casually said, making Mercedes freeze as he continued, "I have five of them and thought you could have this one. It suits you very well." Mercedes remained speechless and rooted to the spot. It waMercedes got to the airport clothed with worry since she couldn't hear from Griffin. It wasn't long before she spotted Angela. Her brown straight hair lay calmly on her back. She wore skinny jeans with a tank top and a coat over it. Her hazel eyes sparkled when she caught sight of Mercedes from the distance and not caring about the other travellers at the arrival lounge, she yelled, "Mercedes Winters my superstar," a smile blooming on her face. Mercedes was taken aback. It's been years since she was addressed by that title. Back in college, she attended an audition for a romance movie. Her outstanding performance earned her the appraisal of a superstar from one of the judges but Griffin didn't allow her to attend any of the rehearsals. He claimed too many guys will be hitting on her and he won't be there to protect her. Such a lame excuse but it made Mercedes think he didn't want any man around her because he loved her and obeyed him. Right now, Angie has just resurrected sa
Angie's tone carried a conviction that made Mercedes worried. She was cutting vegetables with her mind afar when a sharp pain cruised through her forefinger. "Ouch," she cried, blood oozing from the finger she cut through, as she ran it under warm running water. "Sorry, sorry, where do you keep your first aid," Angie asked, panic-stricken. "In my bedroom, Opposite Griff's," she said with painful pants, while the warm water washed the blood. Angie hurriedly brought the first aid box and began treating her wound. "Sorry it will hurt a little," she warned Mercedes. "What difference does it make?" Mercedes asked sadly. After all, she was already in pain. Angie worked like a feather, so she could help lessen the pain. "There, all wrapped. I will take care of the veggies. You can grill the chicken if you are up to it," She picked up the first aid box. "Sure, I will," Mercedes frantically said. Angie had already done the greater p
Mercedes didn't have a choice. She was maimed and felt like a purchased commodity. She had to do everything he wanted for one week. "Yes," she muttered, her hand around Nathan's back balled into a fist to stop her trembling form. Surprisingly, Nathan was gentle. "Come on, it's not convincing enough. Let me make it easier for you, kiss me," his voice minced with a seductive stun, beads of sweat began forming on her forehead. Luckily, the pilot intervened. "We're ready for take-off, Mr Legend," he said through the address system. Nathan sighed, "your lucky day. Sit beside me and fasten your seat belt," he cautioned but as soon as she sat, he buckled her securely by himself. When the plane was in the air, Nathan unbuckled his seat belt, then did hers, "break time over," he purred. "Now, take your rightful position and mind you, whenever you have to sit, it has to be here," he tapped on his laps. Mercedes felt uneas
Gratitude and admiration weighed Mercedes so much, all she wanted to do was please him. Be it for pleasure or not, he has treated her better than she imagined. Sometimes she wondered what kind of person he was. It would have been nice if he had just said he did everything because he cared for her but rather, he said pleasure. If that was what he wanted in return, she was determined to make it worthwhile for him. For just over a week since she knew him, he has been the sun brightening her day. Griffin might not be there for her anymore like he used to but Nathan was, and for a week, she was determined to bestow him the needed satisfaction. Peeking out of the window of the SUV, the sea enveloped them. A flood of adrenaline surged through her igniting exciting sparks over her countenance. Her mind was dazed and yet, she couldn't ask where they were headed till Nathan pulled over in front of a beach house. How did Nathan know that she loved the beach? She hasn't
The early morning sun rays glared through the white curtains draped around the windows. Mercedes woke up on a different texture of bed than she was used to.Soft, silky and white lining soothed her body, making her want to continue her sweet adventure of sleep. The room was five times larger than her small apartment in New York. Her body felt refreshed but ached slightly. She recalled everything that happened since she flew with Nathan yesterday. One thing remained in her mind, her mother's smile which she hadn't seen since her brother was admitted.Even her brother tried to smile in his condition. She owed him her brother's life and her family's happiness. She also recalled the sunset and wished she had taken pictures but since Nathan had warned her against calls, she had long switched off her phone to stop the temptation of disobeying him.A thin smile stretched her lips when she recalled him fulfilling her every wish and creating new m
Mercedes was drained, Nathan had been pounding her continuously for the last one hour. She had lost count of the number of orgasms he gave her, and she was so sure her body was going to be covered in hickeys but that wasn't her immediate concern. She feared she wouldn't be able to walk again. Her legs had wobbled till they felt numb. Her walls felt sore but Nathan was still thrusting in and out of her like a beast. She was trapped under him and couldn't even move. Drops of sweat fell on her breast, the groaning sound of Nathan, blended with her soft moans. He had kissed her till her lips felt swollen and sore. She was sure she was going to blackout when he collapsed on top of her, trembling violently from the release he halted anytime it showed a sign. She had released countless times while he held himself, only giving in now to his orgasm. Tears trimmed down the corners of her eyes. If this happened to her the next time, she wasn't sure she could survi
Mercedes reached the washroom and stopped in her tracks when she heard voices. It wouldn't have concerned her if she hadn't heard Nathan's name. "He is the Chairman of NL Incorporated, Nathan Legend but our President called him Chairman. How is that? "No, Nathan is the president of Legend incorporated. "I think he owns both." "That isn't my concern. Nathan is a trillionaire and can do as he pleases but did you notice his assistant?" "Yeah, hot bitch." "Nathan doesn't like women so I don't have a problem with her but did you see the bosses? They were drooping over her." "How do you think Nathan picked an assistant like her? Do you think she's smart?" "Hey, we are all smart here. She just got lucky or perhaps, was recommended by someone." "But did you notice how protective he was of her? It was almost as if she was some treasure." "Maybe she banged the HR Manager in
Griffin has been upset ever since Mercedes left. He hasn't been able to contain his anger, even when he was with Penelope. He couldn't imagine Mercedes gracing a man's bed for a whole week. The mere thought put his brain to third gear.He hit the wall several times, his knuckles hurt. He was happy Penelope had left to attend to some family matters so he wouldn't be disturbed. He was worried about Mercedes for the fact that he couldn't reach her. Angie was least anxious and had made breakfast, thereby taking it to Griffin's room, which was now cleaned and looked inviting."I'm not hungry Angie," Griffin said as soon as the door pushed open, as he moved from the wall, laying on his bed facing the wall that had a picture of him and Mercedes surfing. Posted on his walls were cut out pictures of his role models, pictures of his family, Angie and Penelope but the most dominant were that of him and Mercedes together. The appearance of the room looked like that of