A New Life

Chapter Eight

A New Life

Eliza's POV

I squinted my eyes open one after the other, I shut it back, my head shouted as I tried to figure out what was going on.

I opened my eyes once more and it was like I was in the middle of nowhere, I couldn't tell where I was and what I was doing there.

I stood up and staggered as I fell back to the bed, "W..where is this?" I asked myself.

For some minutes, I was lost in my confusion, until images of what happened happened swept through my head again, memories of how life has changed in the last hours.

I buried my hand in my palm, how was I going to live this new life? a life as a slave to a total stranger, how was I going to cope with that.

I was going to be living a totally different life.

I stood up from the bed and finally stepped into the bathroom, like this man had said, I would have to work as his slave and also his personal secretary at the same time.

I was excited about being his personal secretary, but his slave? I was never going to be able