Chapter 8

• "Good morning boss." The servants and guards greeted as they bowed uniformly in front of Damian.
• They were currently assembled in the large garden located at the back of the mansion. Damian assembled them together.
• As usual, he didn't respond to their greetings. Instead;
• "I called all of you out here because I wanted to make an announcement." He stated.
• They stood eargerly waiting to here what he has to say.
• "As you all know, I have a guest that's staying in this mansion with me. Ge will be here for a lkng time so, I want you all to treat her with the same respect like you treat me. Always be obedient to whatever she wants you to do." He paused to see if they were listen, then continued.
• "Also, she can move wherever she wants except my private office and outside this mansion, unless I order you to. Also, make sure to feed her always and stop locking her in her room unless she tries to escape. Failure to abide by my laid down rules means disobedience. You know what happens when you disobey me." He threatened darkly.
• "Yes boss." They chorused.
• "Good. Now get back to work." He dismissed while they scurried off quickly.
• "The both of you shoukd wait." He said to two guards that were going back.
• "I want the both of you to guard the ground floor underneath the balcony she escaped from last night." He ordered.
• They bowed a little before taking their positions underneath the balcony.
• He released a small chuckle as he looked up to stare at the balcony.
• "She's really fearless." He muttered to himself.
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• Damian sat calmly at the dinning hall as the maids served the table. He waited till one of them tasted it before grabbing his cutlery.
• He was about to eat when he remembered there was another person in the house.
• "Go and call Selina to the dinning." He said to a petite looking maid.
• "Selina??" She muttered in confusion.
• "His guest." Another maid whispered to her.
• "Okay master." She said before leaving.
• Within two minutes, she was back but there was no sign if Selina.
• "Where's she?" Damian asked.
• "T.. the missus said that she doesn't want to eat." The maid stammered.
• "Seriously?! Haven't we been through this already?!" Damian thought angrily.
• "You.." he motioned towards a guard.
• "Make sure you bring her here even though it means dragging her out of that room." He ordered.
• "Okay boss." The guard bowed and left.
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• I looked down the the balcony sadness. As I had thought, guards were standing watch there.
• That bastard even seized my phone.
• "Aishhhh!!!!!"
• I grabbed my hair in frustration. I was almost there last night l. Just a few steps and I would have been freed.
• Why does nothing ever go my way?? Why did I even go to that club in the first place?? How the fuck do I escape from this hellhole now??
• I groaned when I heard the door to the room open again, interrupting my thoughts.
• "Does he not understand my words?" I thought angrily.
• I turned back in anger to see an hefty looking guard entering the room.
• Thankfully, I had changed from that revealing night dress into the clothes I was wearing yesterday.
• "I said I'm not fucking hungry!!!" I screamed angrily.
• He didn't reply. Before I could notice, he charged towards my and carried me over his shoulders.
• I kicked, slapped and screamed at him but he didn't budge. Before I knew it, he placed me on my feet again.
• I looked around and noticed we were in a dinning hall. I saw the interviewer guy gazing coldly at me. I didn't shiver but kept my stance.
• "Didn't you here what I said?? I don't want to eat your fuckin' food." I said angrily.
• "You all should leave." He ordered.
• All the maids and guards around started trooping out. I took that as my cue and was about to leave when he said;
• "Not you Selina." He muttered gruffly.
• He stood up from his seat and took slow steps towards me. I stood my ground and looked him in the eye. I can't let him intimidate me.
• "What is it? I asked rudely.
• "Really?? That's the first thing you'll say to me. You're really testing my patience Selina." He muttered.
• Gawd.. Is it bad that I could still admire him right now? He looks so devilishly handsome.
• I opened my mouth but no words could come out.
• "Cat's got your tongue princess?" He asked as he wrapped his large arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
• I almost moaned out when his broad chest touched mine.
• "Fuck Selina!! Say something!! What is wrong with you?" My mind screamed at me.
• "L.... let m... me go." I stammered after I had managed to get a hold of my self.
• "Why??" He asked bringing his face close to mine in such a way that our lips were almost touching. Just a small move from either one of us and we would be kissing.
• "You seem to enjoy it this way." He whispered.
• "I don't." I argued in a whisper.
• I could barely even hear my voice. What the hell is he doing to me??
• A deep chuckled erupted from his mouth which made his chest vibrate against mine.
• "Though I'm enjoying this, I'm getting really hungry." I sighed when he finally released me.
• "Sit."He ordered.
• I hesitated at first.
• "Or do you want us to continue from where we stop. I don't mind. I promise it's going to be the most unforgettable time of your....."
• "I'm sitting already." I said as I sat at the rear end.
• "Not there. Here." He said pointing tiwards a seat closer to the one he was sitting on.
• I stood up and sat down on the seat he indicated.
• "Good girl." He muttered before a settled down too.
• I waited first for him to tske a bite from his food before eating mine.
• My eyes widened when I tasted the food. I dipped in and started eating in a hurry. The food tasted really good plus, I was so hungry.
• "Relax. The food isn't going anywhere." The interviewer guy said.
• I coughed in embarrassment before eating slowly. He chuckled at my behaviour.
• "Don't worry. This would be your life from now on if you choose to live with me as my property." I almkst choked on my food when he said that.
• "Hey... Mr. Interviewer.. do you think you can bribe me to sell out my life with food??" I asked.
• "Mr. Interviewer??" He scoffed.
• "Wow... You don't even know my name??" He asked.
• "Why should I bother??" I asked back.
• "I don't like the title... Don't bother just call me by my name." He said.
• "Which is?"
• "Damian Black."
• I almost spat out the food that was in my mouth.
• "The Damian Black?? Then that means..."
• "That's right. I'm the owner of Black and Co designers." He said smugly.
• What the hell?!?!?!