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Chapter 6

  • Bella’s POV
  • Hearing the way Ivan talked to me just now made my mouth drop open and my thighs squeeze together. I don’t know if I’m mostly offended, turned on, or scared at the moment. By instinct I move as far away from him as I can get. I position myself where I’m now facing the door and looking out the window. I hear him make a grunting noise beside me, but I ignore it. Him and Theo start talking to each other. “Did you set up the meeting with the Italians?” Ivan asks. “Yes, this Thursday at 3:00 at the usual meeting place. Also, your shipment made it in on time and all inventory is accounted for. Your men are getting the orders ready to be sent out as we speak. Don’t forget your mother’s birthday is tomorrow and her party will be this Saturday. Would you like me to send someone to pick her up a present?” Theo answers.
  • “I want to get mother the painting Living Colors by James Kelly. The one she saw in the art gallery last week. Call the gallery in the morning to set up the wire transfer, and inform them that I want it wrapped, and delivered to my parents estate by 5:00 pm. I won’t pay a dime over $500,000.00 let them know there is no room for negotiating. I’ll be unreachable all day tomorrow, so if any problems come up handle them accordingly. Tell Susan to VIP for two guests for my mother’s party, and arrange a private shopping trip for Bella. She’ll need a dress for the event.”
  • Hearing my name and the fact that Ivan is planning things for me without even asking me makes me rage. Not thinking any better I spit out “I’m not going anywhere with you. Don’t you think it’s presumptuous of yourself to assume that I’d be willing to play nice after you kidnapping me and taking away everything good in my life. I’m,” Ivan doesn’t let me finish voicing my opinion before he back hands me so hard I fly into the window. “I guess your right in a way Bella, it was presumptuous for me to think that you’ll be living after tonight or tomorrow. It’s going to be fun either breaking you, or watching the light get snuffed out of your eyes. Either way I’ll get to do all the kinky things you’ve probably only ever read about. I can tell you don’t value your life, because if you did then you would have followed my orders. Which means I’m going to have even more fun with you than I had originally planned to. So, keep mouthing off, I don’t mind a bit it just means the harder your first session with me is going to be. Is there anything else you would like to say?”
  • I keep telling myself over and over. ‘He is just baiting you, don’t say nothing. Show no fear.’ I bite down on my tongue hoping it will help me keep my mouth shut. I lean back in my seat and shut my eyes trying to get a handle on my nerves. I don’t know how but I actually went to sleep during the ride. Only to be woken up by being yanked out of the car by the hair of my head. I fell out of my seat directly on the concrete. Ivan doesn’t give me a chance to stand up, he just drags me along with him. The only way I can get around right now is if by crawling on my hands and scraped up knees. He leads me inside what I’m guessing is his home, and up a set of stairs, down a long hallway, and into a room.
  • He finally retracts his hand from my hair and I can’t help but fall like a ton of bricks. Not wanting to anger him any more than I’ve already done, I stay completely still and keep my eyes pasted to the ground. “Before we get started, I’m going to lay out some ground rules it’s your choice if you want to follow them or not. If you choose to follow them then your life will be a whole hell of a lot easier. If you choose not to then you’ll bare the consequences. First, and probably the most important one is obeying. If I tell you to do something you are to do it without questioning or hesitation. Second, you are not allowed to do anything unless you have my permission. I’ll even give you an example, you are not allowed to move from the position that you are currently in, until either you ask me, or I tell you that you can. Third, you are to address me as sir or master outside of the bedroom. Inside the bedroom as daddy only. Fourth, keep your filthy mouth shut. Do not ever talk back to me. Fifth, don’t ever forget the only reason why you are here, and that is to please me in any way I want. From now on your life only revolves around me and my needs.”
  • “Now, get up and go to the bathroom and get in the tub. Everything that you’ll need to take a bath is already in there. A new tooth brush is in the cabinets on the left-hand side. Once your done I want you to walk out naked and come stand beside the bed. I’ll give you 15 minutes to be done and back out here.” I raise up onto my feet and make my way straight into the bathroom. I glance around and see just how massive this bathroom is. There is a huge tub with mirrors around three sides of it, two sinks, with floor to ceiling cabinets beside each one, a tiled walk-in shower that has 3 heads on it, and a door that leads to another small room that only houses the toilet. The walls are painted a grayish color, that match the white with gray swirl marble flooring.
  • I rush over to the tub and start to fill it up with water. While, it’s filling up I go in search of a towel and tooth brush. I find them both right where Ivan said they would be. I brush my teeth, and shuck off my clothes. I don’t know what to do with them so I fold them neatly and place them on the sink. I jump in the hot water and begin taking my bath. After, I’m clean I dry myself off, and brush my hair. Which isn’t an easy task, since it’s knotted from being pulled. After getting the last knot out, I clean out the brush and put it back where I found it. I take a deep breath and summon up the courage it takes me to be able to walk out of here in my birthday suit. There isn’t a clock in here, so I’m unsure of how long I’ve actually been in here. I just hope it’s under the allotted amount of time he gave me. I walk out of the bathroom and go stand right beside the bed as instructed.
  • Life of a bad hand