(5 years later)
CELYN'S POV
"You know, I've been styling you for years and I'm still enamored by your hair, Celyn. It's so beautiful"
I looked into the mirror at the very enthusiastic Sara as she looked at my hair in awe, while her hands continued their magic on it
"I've got my father to thank for that" I shrugged with a smile as I thought about my dad
"You don't look like, uh It's just, your hair texture doesn't really, uh….I__"
I decided to put her out of her misery "I'm half Mexican and half British. My father is from the United Kingdom and my mother from Mexico"
Most times, I got those sort of looks or questions because of my skin color as I had taken that from my Mexican mother. But I loved being brown skinned and I always showed it off whenever I could. It was a bigger flex being mixed, although I was more Mexican than British because I grew up there. Apparently my father was transferred to Mexico for his job and there, he met my mother. The rest is history.
Sara kept on chatting, while my thoughts drifted away like it's been doing since that night.
The past few years have been hell, but I learnt to get accustomed to it and it's been great for the most part.
A knock sounded from my bedroom door and I swallowed before calling the person in
One of the many bodyguards in this huge mansion entered inside "Sorry to disturb miss, but boss requests your presence now"
Remember when I said life has been great for most parts? This was one of the not so great parts
I plastered a fake smile like I'd been doing for years. It was either that or I got punished. I learnt the hard way not to anger the boss. The slightest crease in my brow to indicate anger or sadness was enough reason to have me dealt with.
"Okay" I stood up, because another thing I could get punished for, was keeping the boss waiting
The bodyguard bowed his head as soon as I stood up because they could get shot just for looking at me. They feared me. I was the boss's favorite girl and although it had its perks, it came with a lot of price.
He led me through the many flights of stairs that led to the highest floor of the mansion that only the boss occupied. The house was designed beautifully but even after years of staying here, I couldn't be bothered to be too lost in its beauty. It was a daily reminder that I was living a life I didn't ask for. But that was fine. I had everything I've always dreamed of.
I live the lavish life of a Queen and do whatever I want. I had access to luxury and a selfish part of me wasn't ready to lose that. If I had to face some downside, then I sure as hell was ready to suck it all up and put on my big girl panties. I have all I want and I'll enjoy it to the fullest
My thoughts took a temporary break as the door to the room I dreaded opened up.
There were certain times I liked this room. Certain times that involved me going away from this house, away from the country sometimes and most importantly, away from the boss. Those times he'd call me in here for serious matters that didn't involve my body getting used as he pleased
"Ah, my dear Celyn" His annoying voice purred as soon as his eyes fell on my face
I smirked at him, using my heel cladded leg to close the door.
"Beautiful" he salivated as I sashayed towards his form on the bed
"Missed me?" I pouted, skimming my hands over his naked upper body as I knelt on the bed
His hungry eyes took in my barely cladded body with a disgusting smile. His wrinkled eyes lingered longer on my breasts and I forced the smile to remain on my face. A huge contrast to the inner turmoil I was feeling
"Very" He replied and put his hand on my waist.
Do. Not. Throw. Up, I begged my body
"I did too, darling"
His face lit up with glee.
He always liked it when I praised him and told him how much I missed and wanted him. It kept him in a good mood, thereby keeping me safe from his demon side
"Show me how much you missed me" He licked my shoulder before pulling me in by my hair to kiss him. As usual, I obediently did and he took everything from me like he'd been doing for the past years whenever he wanted.
This was the price I paid to keep the gold coming. It was nothing I couldn't take.
All I could do was pray and hope he dies soon. I mean, what's the possibility of a sixty five year old man living through another week? Plenty perhaps, but I would keep my fingers crossed
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For two weeks, I haven't seen the boss and I was over the moon with happiness. I was so ecstatic that I went on a shopping spree everyday since he left the night of that same day he requested my attention in his room.
That was the only good thing about my new life. I barely ever saw him because he was either traveling or sending me on an errand, which most times requires me to travel. It was only then I got some peace and quiet to myself
I assume anyone in my shoes would wonder why I never tried to run away if I couldn't stand the boss, but it wasn't as easy as it sounded.
I tried escaping thrice and two of those times, I was caught and had my body put at the brink of death. I was locked up, starved, raped and beaten. The third time I tried to escape was when I finally decided to call it quits after getting caught and watching through a live video of an attack on my brother that almost got him killed. I might be angry with him but I'd never want him dead and so I begged them to leave him alone and promised to behave. Which I did from then on
"Miss, you have a call"
I rolled my eyes and snapped "Who the fuck dares bother my resting time?" If you could call online shopping that
I was too lazy to go out shopping today and decided to stay home. I lounged away by the pool in my two piece bikini while sipping champagne. Yes, I am that girl and I am definitely loving it. Sometimes
"It's the boss" he replied
I was sure the annoyance was poorly hidden on my expression but I could care less
I indicated he gave me the phone and he obliged
I took deep breaths to prepare myself for whatever he wanted to say. He never calls whenever he travels unless it involves a task. At least that would be a huge distraction as I was getting too bored being in this house without some actions
"Darling" I purred and watched in amusement how the bodyguard looked surprised at my change in demeanor
"My Celyn" He greeted sweetly and I almost gagged
"How's the United States darling? Is everything fine?" I picked up my other phone and continued ticking off whatever dress or heels I found cute.
"All good. I just can't wait to be back and have you to myself"
Another gag successfully swallowed
"Awwww. Soon, soon" my attention was fully on the online shopping I was doing. If he noticed I sounded uninterested, he didn't say
"Right" He commented
I heard shuffling on the other end before the sound of a door shutting reached my ears
"Celyn, there's something I need you to handle"
Fucking finally! I wanted to yell but bit my tongue instead
"Okay. What is it?" I dropped the phone I was using for shopping to concentrate on whatever task he was about to give to me. I hoped it was one out of the country
"You remember the man I told you about the night we were together?"
"Yeah. A Mr Sanders"
"Yes. Well, he's the one I need you to take care of. Are you up for it?"
He asks like I could tell him No and he'd allow it. Piece of shit
"I'm always up for anything fun" I replied with a genuine smile. This was what I loved most about my life. Wielding powers over people, men especially
"That's my girl" he cooed before I heard the ding of my phone "I just sent you his details. Go through it to be well prepared" He finished
"Will do, darling" I put the phone on speaker to hear him while I looked over the details.
I heard little sounds that sounded like moans followed by his groan and I grimace in disgust. So much for missing his Celyn
I ignored it all of course, and asked an important question "So where do I meet him? Do I have to travel?"
It took the pig some time before I heard his out of breath voice "No, he….he" a groan left his mouth again and I rolled my eyes.
He took his precious time before clearing his throat and replying, "He's currently in Spain. Just two hours drive from where you are. That should make it easy for you, my Celyn"
Oh shut up with the stupid endearment
"Okay. That's cool"
"Do not fail me. This is really important"
"I never have now, have I?" I retorted, before holding my breath after realizing what I'd just done. I hope he didn't catch on to the annoyance in my tone
"No, my Celyn. Take care" He cut off and I breathed a sigh of relief
Such a close call
I looked at Mr Sander's picture again and smirked before announcing to the bodyguard
"We have business to take care of. Round the boys up"