Chapter 12
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Angela:
After Richard had exited the room, I breathed a sigh of relief and rushed over to the plastic bag on the bed that Susan had brought.
Searching through the bag, I realized it contained not just the red dress.
There were three stunning designer dresses, along with sets of bras, underwear, and tank tops in the bag.
"How did Richard know my size or think that this would fit me?" I pondered aloud. Then I picked up the bra and marveled at how my older sister's boyfriend was able to detect my correct breast size.
Sighing, I did not have the time to dwell on that. So I picked up the red bra and panties and put them on. Once I wore them, they hugged my body perfectly. The red bra pushed up my boobs, and I donned the red dress as well.
The red dress accentuated my body, revealing my cleavage to the náked eye.
Uncomfortable in this red dress, I knew that protesting was a waste, as I was dealing with a man who believed he owned me. He felt that I was his property.
Once I was done zipping the red dress, I picked up the towel and dried off my wet hair. Not having a comb, I tied my hair back with the pink hairband. After that, I was done with my appearance, as I had no body lotion with me nor anything to moisturize my skin.
As I made my way to the mirror, I realized that I did not look bad, except for the fact that I was nervous.
Taking a look at my reflection, I braced myself, believing that my parents would come for me. They would surely get me out of Richard's den.
Though I was thankful that Richard had not slept with me, he had not taken advantage of me even as he teased me and reminded me why he had bought me.
The stunning red dress that I wore had a split on my left thigh that ran down to my foot.
I breathed deeply and moved to the door to leave the room. As I reached for the doorknob, my mind raced with uncertainty and the reminder that I had not signed the agreement form yet.
When I glanced backward, I moved over to the nightstand and picked up the form.
"I would not sign this," I thought, then grabbed it as I exited the room.
I stepped out of the guest room, striding slowly into the living room.
When I stepped into the vast, exquisite living room, I did not see anyone there. However, as I shifted my gaze to the dining area, Richard sat there with his phone, his eyes watching me.
I inhaled sharply, my body tensing as I moved my feet to approach him.
"You are ten minutes late," Richard said as he gestured for me to have a seat on the dining chair.
"Sit," he commanded.
Tensely, I sat on the chair across from him. I could feel his eyes crawling over my skin, his gaze on my boobs.
Richard cleared his throat and asked, "Have you signed the agreement form yet?"
"Um, no," I replied, raising my head to meet his face.
My eyes locked with his black eyes. It was like everything paused, and his expression shifted to something colder, making the atmosphere in the dining room tense.
"Why, if I may ask?" Richard demanded as he set his phone on the dining table and peered at my face. The dining room had a silver table and six chairs.
"I still cannot agree to it," I tried to explain my reason.
"You do not have a choice. I already bought you, and I will not let you handle things your way. You either cooperate or you risk getting punished. Do not forget who you are dealing with here," Richard said, and I frowned.
"I do not want this. I cannot be with you," I tried to come up with an excuse.
"I deserve the choice to make my own decision," I said, and his brows furrowed at me.
"Are you done talking? You either sign this or I will ask my men to deal with you. Do not test my patience," Richard said, his voice cold as his eyes did not depart from mine.
"Derek!" Richard called, and a tall man stepped into the living room. I recognized this man as the driver from yesterday.
He wore a black top, black leather trousers, and looked like a bouncer. Although he had a friendly demeanor, he did not cast me any glance.
"Take her away to the harem before my father gets here," Richard ordered, his expression and voice cold as he looked away from me like I disgusted him.
"Wait, I will sign it," I said, scared of where they were taking me.
"It does not change anything. Whether you sign it or not, you will have to live by my terms and conditions," Richard said, peering at my face intensely in the dining room without breaking his gaze from mine.
"Fine. I will sign it," I said. I picked up the pen and signed it. My heart told me that I might gain a favor from Richard if I signed the form. It meant I had already agreed to be his property.
Richard sat silently across from me, watching as I picked up the pen and drew my signature.
Once I signed it, I raised my head and fixed my gaze on him. His expression softened, his eyes watching me curiously as I dropped the pen.
"Give us a moment, Derek," Richard said, and his assistant bowed and left the room.
Now that we were alone, Richard stood up and strode over to my seat. I held my breath as he neared me. He picked up the document and looked at it.
"I will duplicate this document so that you can remember my rules and not break them," Richard said as he stood next to me. His cold hand reached for my chin, and he raised my jaw to look at his face.
"Do you get the point now?"
"Yes," I nodded, my eyes locking with his.
Richard trailed his cold fingers on my chin, and I looked away. "I did not ask you to look away," he said, his voice gentle as he leaned closer to me.
I inhaled sharply as Richard drew his face close to mine and inhaled my scent. I wondered what kind of pervert he was, and he began, "I will keep my eyes on you and wait until it is the right time to claim you. Do not forget. You belong to me even though we are not getting married. Got it?"
Richard was still leaning next to my face, and my voice trembled as I replied, "Yes."
"Good girl," Richard said, chuckling as he moved away from me.
"You should not be afraid of me. So long as you do not break my terms, I will treat you like my junior sister," Richard said, and I wondered if he truly had a sister. He walked away from the dining table and ordered, "Madonna."
"Yes, Master."
"Get her something to eat and hurry up. Derek is taking her somewhere," Richard said, before making his way upstairs.
I breathed out in relief, watching Richard ascend the stairs.
"One more thing," Richard remarked as he paused on the stairs and looked back at me.
"You will go and get your things, but after you are back from the harem. Understood?" Richard said, and I nodded.
"Speak when I ask you a question," Richard said, his voice cold, and I replied, "Understood."
Richard stood by the stairs, looking at me for a brief moment. Afterwards, he ascended and went back to the top floor.
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