SARAH'S POV:
I had some drinks and head for my hotel room. I was lying on the bed when the door start banging. "Shit, who could that be?" I stood up from bed with my throbbing head and went to see who that was?
It was Vincent again. I opened the door wide for him and went back inside. I sat on my bed and close my eyes, "Someone is stressed?" He asked taking off his coat. "Yes, don't make me remember this night please."
We talked for hours that night. Actually, he talked, and I listened. He told me that he loved me, that he has sine he had seen me on the arm of my uncle. And he told me he wanted to be his girl, his only love. He also told me what being his girl meant. It meant dressing nice and going with him to parties to help impress clients and to keep him company. It meant living with him in the den and helping with the chores and the cooking for the rest of the gang. It meant giving myself to him totally and completely. It meant allowing him to own me, to possess my body whenever, wherever and however he wanted. It meant never telling him "no." It meant accepting his punishments and discipline and learning from his training. It meant allowing him to mark my body in any way, permanently or otherwise. It meant accepting him as my Master. But it also meant his undying protection, devotion and love. It meant his safe arms to hide in. It meant a permanent place as a friend to all the gang. It meant, should I wish, training in the mob ways and a place among the leaders both outside and inside the den. It meant that I would never want for anything and that I would feel loved and cherished and needed for all my time.
He told me that he want me to get a complete check up before wedding because he doesn't want to get a disease from me. I asked looking up at the ceiling, "Why are you so sure that I will marry you?" He laughed at my words like it was a joke and said, "Because you have no other choice. I know that."
"You have to sex with me if you want me to marry you." His smile fades and he raised an eyebrow, "You know, you are not in the state of demands." I smiled and stood up from there. "You said you love me. Are you afraid of death?" Saying so I start undoing my zip of my dress. I let it fall on the ground and went to bed completely naked.
I know to him his rules are more important but I want to know can he give up on his rules for me? I waited for ten minutes but he didn't come and soon I drifted in sleep.
The next morning when I woke up I was in bed wearing a white big shirt. I look to my right and found him sleeping next to me in his underwear only. I stood up from bed and went in the wasjroom to take a bath. After bath when I came outside he was up and smoking on my bed.
"You didn't touch me. That's impressive." He gave me a smirk, "I knew what you were trying to do. First giving me a push to sleep with you and then make a fuss about it, oh I was drunk and all." I smile taking out my dress from cupboard, "Well, that's really kind of you that you didn't do anything. Or my pain would be worse."
I tried hard not to cry but a tear fell from my eye. He stood up and walk toward me, "What is it?" I smiled looking down at my hands, "Nothing. Please go."
He took the towel and went in the washroom. I start getting ready while making a live video on facebook, "Hey guys, So things have been really crazy these days. My whole relationship with my boyfriend was a lie. I was just a bet for him." I wipe my eyes and cancel recording and wipe my face so Vincent can't see me crying. I don't want to show him the week side of me. After ten minutes he came outside wore his clothes without uttering a word and then he kissed my cheek and left from the hotel.
I decided to go back to my parents house because I no longer can live in hotels and nor can I live with my uncle. I pacled my stuff again and left hotel to reach airport.