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Chapter 5
Anton
For the past few days, Grace hadn’t acted quite herself. Something happened at the boutique that shook her self-confidence. She kept saying everything was fine but the way she wouldn’t make eye contact and chewed on her nails told me otherwise. It had to be the models that somehow upset her. Under different circumstances, I would have lashed out already at anyone who messed with my woman.
My woman…
She wasn’t and I needed to stop behaving that way. I still couldn’t believe she belonged to me, even if only for a while. By granting myself one week to enjoy her luscious body, I fell into my own trap and got lost in the pleasure of being with her. The truth was, I wanted to experience what could have been. She starred in my wildest fantasies for so long...
I was addicted to Grace’s eagerness, willingness to please… to be mine. It also took little to make her happy; a bit of attention, a gentle touch, a kind word and she melted. That too was addictive. She was so keen to learn – humble in her ignorance yet hungry for every tidbit offered to her. Grace never asked for anything but her gratitude for the slightest scrap given to her was heartfelt. The way her face lit up during that shopping spree made me want to buy the whole damn store – I nearly did too. Her wardrobe needed a change anyways. As she would be considered ‘my woman’ by everyone for the next six months, I couldn’t have her looking trashy on my arm.
You didn’t need to spend sixteen million credits on clothes to achieve that, though.
Whatever, credits didn’t matter. But I hadn’t acquired her to seduce or please her. It was time to silence the softer emotions she stirred within me. She was here to receive her punishment. If nothing else, my kindness towards her this first week worked well as part of my revenge. The shock would shatter her once she realized fun times were over and not coming back anytime soon. The day of retribution had finally come.
A quick glance at the clock confirmed we would meet for breakfast soon. Chastising myself for all the time spent musing – fantasizing – over Grace, I tried to reset my focus onto the reports on my monitor. Her intrusion completely ruined my perfect routine, setting me behind in my work. This was unheard of for me. With a will of their own, my eyes wandered to the shaggy carpet across from my office desk where Grace had stripped and pleasured herself so prettily.
Growling at my inability to stay focused, I closed the report and left my office. While crossing the living area on my way to the kitchen, I nodded at the two men cleaning the room. Startled by my presence, one of them looked at his watch, wondering if they were behind. The staff knew I treasured my privacy and usually worked around my schedule to remain invisible. William was the exception. But then, he was more than just staff. Aside from being my Head of Security, William was my friend and had saved my life fifteen years ago.
I entered the gourmet kitchen where the cook was busy preparing breakfast for Grace and me. On the island behind him, a plate of freshly cut fruits sat by a full pot of coffee. I poured myself a cup before walking over to the dining table. The cook, also surprised by my early arrival, rushed to pull out the dishes from the cupboards to set up the table. It was large enough to seat twelve people, although I’d never entertained more than six in the penthouse. Sitting down, I read the latest news on my datapad. Minutes later, the object of my obsession walked in. Her high heels clicked on the floor tiles as the cook plated the steaks to go along with our scrambled eggs and toast.
“Good morning,” Grace said and kissed my forehead. I nodded in greeting and gestured for her to take a seat.
The cook served our food and refilled my cup. He brought a fresh pot of coffee, the plate of sliced fruits, and cream before leaving.
In the last week, Grace relaxed a great deal around me. Sometimes, she seemed to forget she signed herself over as my indentured slave. It was foolish for either of us to indulge in the illusion that we were a regular couple. Her pet cushion was but one reminder of her true position.
We ate breakfast, making light conversation. The laid-back atmosphere didn’t last. It was only a matter of time before she brought up the topic of her career. However, Grace probably wouldn’t like where that conversation would end.
“Anton, I want to start singing again.”
I stopped chewing for a second and looked at her. I swallowed and washed the food down with a sip of coffee.
“Ok.”
Grace heaved a sigh of relief. “Awesome! If you don’t have plans for me this afternoon, I will go see Peter to ask—”
“No.”
She recoiled. “Excuse me?”
“If you want to sing, I have no problem with it. But what you were doing at Peter’s didn’t qualify as singing.” I meticulously cut a piece of steak. “Right now, you are my pet, Grace. As long as you’re mine, I will see you do better.”
I popped the meat in my mouth, waiting for the storm to hit. Grace clenched her jaw. Some truths needed to be said for her own good. Whatever the outcome of our current agreement, hitting the reset button on her career was a sound investment. With proper training and the right show, she could be a top selling act in one of my VIP lounges.
And she would be.
“Ah… So the real Grace is too trashy for Mr. Anton Myers? You don’t want to be embarrassed by myperformance?”
“The real Grace is exactly who Anton Myers wants. The Grace you project isn’t her and yes, she’s too trashy. I don’t want my pet walking around with her ass and tits spilling out for every bastard to gawk at.”
The hurt in her eyes didn’t move me.
“We fool around for one week and you know me better than I know myself?”
I wiped my mouth with a napkin then casually discarded it on the table. “It is my business to read people; to see them for who they truly are, their potential and what makes them tick. You, sweetheart, are so starved for attention, you do whatever you think will bring you the most of it, over what you personally want.”
Grace snorted, shaking her head. I leaned forward, my gaze seeking hers, but she looked away.
