Chapter 1
Selina's POV
" I dare you to walk out on both of us ". My uncle's gaze locked onto mine ,his eyes narrowing as he spoke . His lips curled, revealing a sly smile that sent shivers down my spine.
My feet froze underneath me,my knees weakening. My hand dropped from the door knob.
I turned around,my gaze locked on my uncle. The dimly lit lighting casting a soft glow over his face. Across from my uncle sat an old fat heavily breaded man in his late sixties, puffing on his cigar.
My uncle. Mr Sam Larry was a guardian angel ever since the death of my parents. I never knew who he was until he showed up at my parents burial. I was ten and young and he took me In. Treating me as his own daughter. Provided me with shelter food and clothing. He was an angel in human form.
Everything changed three weeks after he took me in. He came home with one woman, then doubled it the next night. Sometimes he brought home four women who would spend the night with him.
Being young, I would always hear the women screaming and wallowing In pain and I thought my uncle was using a whip to discipline them.
A week after I couldn't recognize the man I had grown fond of. He began maltreated me. He made me skip meals, drop out of school,do his dirty biddings and sometimes suffer physical assaults, mostly whenever he came back drunk and wasted.
A few years and I turned eighteen and for the first time, I woke up feeling sore,raw, bruised and bleeding between my thighs. That night he consoled me, telling me I was turning into a beautiful woman and that one day I would understand he did me a favor.
Ever since then till now, I had become his sex pet.
" That's a disrespectful way to treat a guest". Mr Eric uttered,his voice laced with malice.
Mr Eric Chase. An affluent tycoon. Popularly known as Oakland's best automobile producer. His wealth spammed in different sectors. Health, education. He wasn't a man a woman would want to die for when it comes to masculine looks but he sure had a lot of pretty ladies gushing over his wealth.
Losing his wife five years after they married, Mr Eric never remarried. He focused on being a single Dad to his son. Alex whom I heard was groomed to be a successful man. Punch latest newsline last week Saturday announced his homecoming two days from today. Alex was famous. More famous than his multi billionaire Dad.
A hard lump formed and travelled down my arid throat. I walked in deeper into the room standing a few paces away from the fireplace, observing Mr Eric's simple yet exquisite attire. It had snowed earlier today and he was dressed in a fluffy black snow jacket, a shawl strapped around his neck,a pair of soft mutton,an emerald cotton head warmer and a pair of snow boots.
" Come sit beside me ". Mr Eric beckoned, patting a small space beside him on the cushion he sat. His eyes glistened with something I couldn't decipher. Lust?, mischief? I couldn't say.
My feet glued to the floor beneath me refusing to budge as Mr Eric's gaze held me captive.
" I am fine standing by the fireplace ". I replied, my voice stern and resolve.
A frown etched on Mr Eric's face. He took a deep puff. His eyes gradually becoming red rimmed.
My gaze left Mr Eric and landed on my uncle. My uncle glared at me fiercely,his gaze making my skin crawl.
" You better do as you are told Selin ". My uncle threatened,his eyes fixed on me,his lips pulling to a sinister grin.
My feet rooted to the floor, my hesitation palpable.
Mr Eric cleared his throat, putting out his cigar in a pile of ash.
"No need to worry my little Sheep. You can stay by the fireplace ".
My eyes dilated in sheer surprise. My heart pounded,my hand getting slick with sweat.
Little sheep ?
My uncle's face reddened like a tomato. His clenched his fist,his knuckles whitening. His voice raising to a shout.
"You are being too lenient with her Mr Eric. You have to make her realize that she belongs to you."
My expression darkened, my voice shaky.
" What are you talking about uncle?". I asked, my voice dripping with inquisitiveness.
Mr Eric bursted into a loud chuckle that died down quickly. He turned his gaze to my uncle.
" Haven't you told her yet?". He asked,his gaze questioning.
" What's going on?". I asked,my nervousness palpable.
What hasn't my uncle told me?
Uncle Sam hesitated to spill the beans but after a while he found his voice.
" You belong to Mr Eric". My uncle's words struck me like a two-edged swords.
I opened my mouth to speak,my words clinged to the roof of my mouth.
" You belong to me". Mr Eric chipped in . He leaned away from his chair his shoulders squared,a confident smile spreading on his lips.
"You became mine the night I took your virgin five years ago. Having you in my arms was the best thing that had ever happened to me. You were young, naive and good for the ride". Mr Eric disclosed.
His words struck me like a blow to the guts. Ever since I turned thirteen and lost my pride ,I had always believed it was my uncle that snatched my virginity from me but I was all wrong. It was indeed Mr Eric.
I cringed to the thought of him inside me. My stomach churn in distaste.
Mr Eric was aged and he wasn't a man i would gladly open my thighs to on any circumstances. I couldn't believe I had been lied to all these years.
Tears prickled at the corner of my eyes,my heart heavy with sadness. My eyes met my uncle's in a cold unruffled glare.
" You lied to me ". My words came out in a stutter. My lips wobbled and a tear slipped, burning fresh tracks down my cheek.
" Mr Eric is your new master now. You answer to him."
" I thought I loved me uncle. You trained me always want and crave you only for me to find out it wasn't you that very night. It was Mr Eric?."
" You were naive Selin. I did it to protect you. I did it because I care and loved you. You would have hated me for the rest of your life if you found out I wasn't the one that popped your cherry"
" Protect me?."
My uncle nodded
"You are still too naive. You will understand when you are much older."
Rage exploded my heart.
" You belong to me little sheep and sheep obey their Master". Mr Eric said,his words tumbling out in a rapid stream. He grinned.
" How could you do this to me? I worship you like a god, believing you would never send me away. You lied to me. I trusted you." A sob slipped through my mouth echoing to the largeness of our sitting room.
" Enough of the childish tantrum." Mr Eric hushed rising to his feet. He approached me each steps sending a shiver travelling down my spine.
My heart hitched, the air in my lungs sucked out as Mr Eric stood an inch away from me. The proximity of our closeness made my skin crawl.
"Your fate has been decided a long time ago. You are mine now. Nothing can dispute that fact." He caressed my cheeks and planted a peck on my forehead.
I cringed.
Mr Eric smiled,his palm found my chin forcing my face to his.
" Since you are mine, I decided what will become of you." He walked back to his seat, taking a quick glance at his wristwatch. He was probably running out of time.
Silence enveloped the entire room, the cracking of burning flames puncturing the silence at irregular intervals.
" You are going home with me tonight." Mr Eric announced, flashing a short grin at me.
My uncle's face remained impassive making it hard to decipher what was going on in his mind.
" I am not going anywhere with you " I heard myself say voice etched with fear and determination.
" You do as your master has ordered Selin. " My uncle snapped,his eyes bloodshot. He pointed his index finger to the direction of my room.
" You go in there-- pack your things. You leave with him tonight."
" I would do no such thing." My voice trembled with fear not minding how hard I craved to conceal it.
Mr Eric's gaze didn't leave me. His muteness fueling my fear.
What is going on in his head?
" Selina!." My uncle boomed,his fist clenched tightly,his steely eyes boring into me.
" Be a nice sheep and obey your shepherd. You are going home with me." Mr Sam ordered,his voice dripping with sacarsm.
" Have fun finding me Assholes." I heard myself say. My sudden courage and morale fueled by adrenaline.
Without waiting for Mr Eric or my uncle's reply, I made a quick dash for to door knob. I twisted the knob,the door opened and my head bumped into another wall. A fleshy wall.
My gaze pivoted upward, my head banging loudly, pain surging through my entire body.
Alex Chase stood before me, his expression complex.
"Out of my way. " I ordered but it was too late. As soon as Alex gave way for me to dash away, a guard gripped my arm, his grip burning deep into my skin. He pulled out a cotton swab of chloroform and placed it over my mouth and nose.
My hand found it's way to the cotton swab over my mouth as I tried to wrench myself from the guard's grip but all proved to no avail. The guards tightened the chloroform over my mouth.
Darkness began to close in until I finally blacked out in the arms of the guard.