Olivia was tied up on the king's sized bed situated in the masters bedroom. She flew her eyes at every part of it to see how attractive and neat the room is.

She caught the big wardrobe that was positioned a bit far from the bed… it was damn huge and furnished.

"What's someone doing with all these big properties all alone?" She snapped, twisting her face.

His photograph fell to her sight this time. She shut her eyes and let it open again.

"My goodness! Is this really the man molesting me or someone else? Hell no! A devil can't be handsome." She muttered within herself.

It slipped her mind that she was tied… she tried getting up to go near the picture but was unable to make a move.

She hissed so loud. "A devil can't be handsome this way…" she said.

While busy studying the room and everything in it, she heard footsteps approaching the door… she was expecting the door to be unlocked, but the footsteps passed the door down the corridor.

Her eyes narrowed as she struggled with the pains the rope is causing her.

The door was unlocked and Lucien walked in. He moved straight to the bed and got seated on it staring at Olivia who had tears in her eyes.

"You wanna cry huh?" He asked her.

That question revealed to Olivia that the tears in her eyes are noticeable. She blinked them back and stretched her lips.

"You look more beautiful when sad… and I love it." He commented.

That's not what she's after. She has been busy comparing the photograph in his room to him in reality.

Heavenly father! There's no difference between them.

Lucien should be known as a handsome devil. That's exactly what he is to her now.

Buh… that doesn't mean that she's beginning to love him. Never will she make such a mistake in her life… falling in love with a devil himself.

"I love the way you are tied… once I'm done with I'll come over and spend the night together." He stated.

Olivia's eyes widened. "Spend the night together? What for…?" She asked him.

He got on his feet. "Stop questioning my order or I'll fuck your ass till you give up. Just get ready to do tgr work of a slave tonight."

Olivia shook her head. "I can't stay with you, besides I have my own room. You can go to the brothel and pick up a slut that you would fuck her ass… not me… I am not a slut." She yelled at him.

He affixed his gaze on her for a moment. "Until I return… then we'll know who's the master and the slave between us."

"I'm very hungry…" Olivia exclaimed out of anger. Her stomach has been rumbling from the time the guard tied her up, but she didn't know how to let him be aware.

Lucien smiled. "No worries, I'll get your dinner once I'm coming. You'll eat it here." He assured her, smiling wickedly.

She doesn't care about what will happen next, all she wants is to fill her stomach and get some strength.

It's already a notice to her that she's in another world filled with darkness and suffering for her… and the only person she would blame is her father.

He was about to open the door when Olivia called back her attention.

"How will my father know that my mother has been transferred to another hospital? Remember, he wasn't yet back before we left." Olivia asked him.

He came back to her again. "I dropped a message to one of the nurses there… and she has already called me that your father has left for the other hospital."

She felt a bit relieved on hearing that. The fact that he answers her question without anger baffles her certain times.

"Thank you so much Mr Lucien…" she appreciated.

His eyes narrowed. "What did you just call me now? Are you insane?"

"Huh!" She gasped… she had thought that he is in a good mood that he's giving her a listening ear. The lion in him has spoken up.

"Olivia… I'm talking to you…" he roared.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry master.."

"Good… ! Don't ever refer to me by my name or I'll cut off your lips." He ordered her.

She nodded and bent her head low until he dashed out of the room.

She broke out in tears… "I miss you George and I believe you've been looking for me all this while. No worries, I'm not gonna let him touch me okay… I'm coming back for you."

The tears increased as she recalled the sweet memories she shared with her lover. The only dude she has sworn to spend the rest of her life with.

Watching Lucien take advantage of her when her lover hasn't done that is killing the inner of her.

How will she explain to George about this when she finally leaves his bondage?

She twisted her lips. "Oh my God! When I'm i gonna leave this house for good when my father hasn't made a payment?" She hissed.

"I just believe you'll take care of yourself George… you're still in my heart." She muttered within herself.

****

A lady sat between his thighs caressing his hairy chest.

He was busy sipping from the wine that was placed on the little table. Feeling her palm on his chest had yielded a good feeling.

"You promised to tell me a secret tonight." She adjusted. "What's the secret all about?" Wendell inquired.

He glanced at her and smiled. "It's nothing bad."

The assurance made her feel at peace, because she had thought it's gonna be something negative to her hearing.

She placed a kiss on his lips. "Okay… tell me now."

"I am in need of a child… and any woman that gets pregnant for me will be my contracted wife until the child is born… then I'll pay in huge and the person will leave without the child." He announced.

Wendell widened her eyes in shock. " A child… and the mother will be paid in ransom…" she repeated inwardly.

She had known Lucien to be a fucker of women. He doesn't base on a woman, rather have them in quantum.

The days she had expected him to propose to her have gone and he didn't do that… because he always compliments being the sexiest amongst all the sluts he brings on his bed.

She is a slut too. Wendell is a whore who developed feelings for Lucien and had assured herself of getting him to herself alone.

No woman will ever take him away from her… and she's working so hard on it. But, Lucien isn't seeing her in a special way… the same hatred he has for other females is the same to her.

Hearing about giving him a child gladdened her soul and she has already made up her mind to be that woman… even if she will be paid off at last.

Since Lucien doesn't want a wife and she knows nothing about that decision of him… spending a little time with him on the same roof is quite cool too.

"I'm gonna spend my night with you here." She exclaimed to his hearing.

He dropped the glass of wine on his palm glaring at her.

"Since when did you start sleeping over after visitation?" He queried her.

She smiled expecting the same from him. "I'm starting today… Let's start our journey of producing offspring tonight."

Deep hatred filled him this time. None of his concubines had spent the night with him for once… none of them had stepped their foot in the master's bedroom for once.

And that's how he wants it to be. Even the woman that will give him a child won't have that opportunity.

"You'll be leaving immediately… once I'm done with this wine." He remarked.

She grimaced. "Aren't we gonna have intimacy today? Come on… you don't need to do this."

"And you know that I'll do it several times if you dare me. I'm not in the mood, so you'll have to leave instantly." He ordered her.

She nodded, not ready to question him again before he got irritated. Anyways, she's gonna be back the next day no matter what.

After some minutes of silence between them, Lucien placed the empty glass on the table and relaxed on the sofa.

"You ought to leave now Wendell… get on your feet." He declared.

Ste got on her feet instantly and placed a kiss on his cheek… she left the room downstairs then out of the building.

When he was so sure that she must have gone, he left to the kitchen and ordered Nolan to get him Olivia's meal.

Nolan did as he ordered and he took it to the Master's room.

He placed the tray of food on the table and untied her. "This is your meal."

Olivia hurried to the table… got seated and began gobbling on her food. Only heaven knows how hungry she felt.

When she was done with the plate of food, he took the tray back to the kitchen and returned to the room again.

Olivia tried to leave the room but noticed it was locked, so she moved to the bed and got seated on it crossing her legs together.

He pulled off his clothes in her presence making her gasp in shock.

Dammit! He has a nice body.

Olivia bent her head low when he turned facing her. He moved to the bed and got seated opposite her.

"You don't have to be shy because you're a spoiled brat already." He commented, placing his palm on her chest.

Her rate of breathing increased instantly… this is what she doesn't wish to experience in his hand.

His right palm moved towards her thighs and his left palm caressed her boob…

She widened her eyes. "Please don't do this to me…"