She had finally freshen up, though her midsection ache and her whole body was in pain. She had found a few hickeys on her breast and she wore the dress that was provided to her. She really has to go. She couldn't find her things and this is not the place where she was last night. She must've fallen into a deep sleep because of the drink that he gave to her.

The power emanating from the man was so powerful that she had to lower her head and stand in front of him. He's holding an iPad and like he's reading something while drinking coffee.

"G-Good morning." She greets. He looked up at her and studied her for a moment.

"H-how's your sleep?" Should this be how someone that bought her for a night treats her?

"Good. Uhm, I will go now." She stands there waiting for his response. He put down his tablet, took a sip on his coffee and rang the maids.

"You aren't going anywhere." Her brows creased. "I bought you, remember?"

"You bought me for a night."

"I bought you, in a big amount of money, means you are mine. No one can have you."

She was suddenly dizzy, sinking it on her head. She almost fell down on what he said. She just really wished that this was a joke that she's dreaming and that she's just carried away.

"Sit." She didn't and just stood there.

"Your home? Your apartment has been sold to someone else, and your mother needs a heart transplant ASAP." How did he know all about these? Of course, he's powerful and dug into his information. "I had arranged it all. In exchange for that, you'll be my woman." She bit her lower lip. He's heartless.

"I am grateful for what you did but the payment is enough to save my mother. And as for your woman, it only happened for a night." He didn't say a thing.

She's starting to think that he's a psychopath. He stood, walked around her and expected him to hurt her or something. But he didn't. He scooped her chin and kissed it.

"It only happened for a night. But I pay double to buy you, not for a night but until it fulfills me. Remember that you signed a contract with me?"

"W-why would you bother to buy me if you could have anyone you wanted?" Her head was a little foggy but she indeed remembered signing a few papers.

"I can have anyone I want and I choose you. Do you know how it bores me to death dealing with those women who have the same goal?" He snaked his arms around her waist that tightens a little bit, her body so close to him and she can feel the warmth of his breathing. It smelled like brewed coffee and his scent was so good but she shouldn't be attracted or something. "You will stay here, do whatever stuff you want but you will be monitored 24-7. Do you understand me? That means you can't go out without my consent." He didn't smile. He was dangerously serious on his every word.

"I want to go home." She said softly, sounding more like she's pleading as she shuddered.

"What home?" He sneered and stuck a few strands at the back of her ear.

She doesn't have a home and she sold off a few of their things in their apartment. She was staying at the hospital and few of her personal belongings are at her friend's house. She bit her lower lip and wanted to cry. If she can't leave, then she won't be able to see her mother and... her work.

"You don't have a home at that place anymore. This is your home from now on." She kept her chin up. She doesn't want to look pitiful in front of this man. She can't fight him.

"I want to leave." She said strongly.

"Are those phrases already programmed to you?"

"No. I simply wanted to leave. You can have half of your payment back." She pushed him but his grip tightened. "Let. Me. Go!" She started hitting his chest and he told everyone to leave them, he carried her to the nearest sofa and started unbuckling his pants and she panicked. "Stop!" He didn't. "I-I have my period today!" That makes him stop. He looked at her for a while and then she covered her lap with the pillow.

"I have-today." She exhaled and he suddenly laughed and then cursed.

"Fuck. How many days would it take?"

She was suddenly baffled on what he asked.

"T-three to four days." He pushed himself up and fixed his clothes. To her surprise, his grip was so strong, he pulled her out from the sofa and dragged her to the table.

"Eat now." She looked at the food. Surely it was famishing and she hasn't eaten something before for a very long time "Make sure to eat a lot." His phone started ringing and he watched her as he answered it. "Yes?" She didn't touch anything. "I will be there."

She probably thought that it was from business. Or his woman. He sat down across her and told her to eat again. She did eat since she's hungry.

"You are so thin. Eat more." He insisted.

"Didn't you like skinny women?"

"I like the plumpness of your breast and ass but you need to be plumper."

She did eat since it's the first time for a long time to have good food on the table.

After she ate, he came to the room and told her to strip and proceed to the bathroom. But she didn't. He removes his clothes, wrist watch and she just stays in the corner as he picks her up to the bathroom. She complained and he stripped everything she wore. She can't say no to him. She was forced to do what he wanted under the shower.

A huge free hand shower rains on them, her back pinned on the cold wall, her legs wrapped around him and taking her there, a little bit vicious. Tears stream down her cheek without him noticing it because of the water raining on them. She bit her lower lip to avoid moaning but her whole body betrayed her because her body wanted his pleasure.

She was out of energy as she nearly collapsed on the floor. But she sat down on the floor and just waited for him to get out. To her surprise, he pulled her to the bathtub half filled with warm water and gently placed her there.

"Eat a lot while I'm gone."

She looks at him helplessly and she can see through his eyes. She just hoped that he's a little gentle and kind to him. And indeed, something surprised her. He kissed her forehead.

"You are my woman right now. Tomorrow, you can go shopping and visit your mother." He took the towel wrapped around his waist and left.

She shivers on the thought of last night though she's in warm water. She reached the soap and rubbed her whole body as she cried. She didn't want this but she already sold her body.

Back then, she was living a normal family. Have a little wealth but when her father wasted money on gambling and on women, the business went bankrupt and she was forced to work and her mother. Her mother worked well in a shop and she studied hard and worked part time at the same time. Her dad was killed in the casino and they had to run away and put the house on sale.

Now, she doesn't know what to do. She's already imprisoned after being used multiple times. She stayed there for a long time and looked around. The luxury and the elegance. She once lived like this but around her is too much. She decided to dry herself. She went into the wardrobe, her first time going there. She gaped on his clothes on the other side. All male clothes, and then a little slutty clothes on the opposite side. It means that this was his room?

But why would such a man do something like this? Why would such a man bother to make her his woman? How many women did he bring here? She doesn't even know his name yet. She suddenly felt terrified. What if he's a sadist? What if his fetish is to hit women or like bondage stuff? What if he wanted to use her?

She put whatever clothes from the wardrobe and searched for her bag. She found it there but it doesn't have anything inside. So, she searched around and found a few of it organized already in front of the mirror. Then someone knocked on the door and she got out as the maid came with a box and ribbon.

"Madam, Master wanted you to have this." She accepted the box and the maid left. She opened it and found the latest smartphone and a note.

I throw away your old phone. Her phone wasn't the latest one. In fact it was a cheap one enough to send a message and call. A keypad foldable phone, too old but still working. She cursed at him and she opened it and it said to scan her finger print. Fingerprint access then. A message came which was named Lover.

Lover: I put contacts on your new phone. Rest and eat well.

She walked toward the bed that's in the new sheet. Black sheet. It was beautiful and she lay down turning on the big fan on the ceiling. She started analyzing how to use it until she got on how to use it. Then an incoming person came with the name Mom. She smiled and answered it.

"Mom?" she wanted to cry.

"Are you at work? A good man visited me a while ago, said that I'll have my surgery soon." She held her mouth to avoid sobbing and breathed.

"I just hope that it wasn't from bad deeds."

"No." She said softly. "I am still working on it. Don't worry about anything, mom. I'll handle it all."

"Yes. Of course. How about you? You shouldn't worry at all because I'm fine."

"I found her." He uttered as he flipped on the photos that he kept for years.

She was beautiful wearing the academy uniform, with a smile on her face. One of the exclusive schools in the city. He pulled out his phone and called the phone that he bought for her. It was ringing and after a few rings she answered it in a sleepy voice.

"Did I wake you up?"

"I-"

"Don't dare to leave the villa without my permission. There are lots of bodyguards around the villa."

"Okay." She still sounds so sad. Though he doesn't want that. "Uhm, I-I just wanted to go back to work."

"I am providing you everything you need. Don't even think about it."

"But I don't want you to provide me anything. I have work and I earn from it."

"Don't be stubborn, Keira. Rest. I'll be there before you know it." He hung up without saying anything goodbye.

He might be too cold to her. That's because he's angry at what she did. What goes in her head to sell herself in the auction. If he doesn't find it out sooner, he'll be doomed.

Keira, stubborn as always. He grinned and suddenly it disappeared when he remembered clearly what happened that day. The day that they both can't reach each other. He didn't know at this moment why she never recognized him. The fact that he took advantage of everything just to get her was enough to protect her and make her remember him again.

Alessandro did something that would make her angry. Marriage. He made her sign a marriage contract and other details that are needed to get a marriage license after he took her innocence. He promised her to have it and marry her back when they were too innocent. This time, he had that promised fulfilled.

He remembered that night, it was full of passion and there's no way that he hurt her so much.

He took out the box that contained two rings. It was supposed to be their wedding rings but it seemed like she had no idea what she signed.

He attended meetings and work all day. Didn't expect the time. He picked a few papers and told his secretary Emerald Ross to pack it. Since his secretary is unmarried, he is dedicated to his work to him. He's the little boss of his big company. Using his chopper, they reach the villa without any hassle. He got his own helipad on the villa and he took the briefcase.

He went to his room, finding her already sleeping on the big king bed. He glanced at the video that is played in a lower sound. He forced her to watch it so she could learn something but it turns out it makes her fall asleep. He took a quick shower and lay on bed, hugging her from behind.

He watched the couple doing lewd things from the television. He turned his head to her. Seeing her wearing such thin clothing, her breast molding made him want her. Never in his life has he had a big attraction like this.

Those years with her are his treasure that he always kept. They are both attracted and in love with each other. And it has to be the tragedy that breaks them apart. He turned off the big television on the wall and watched her breathing. Now that he has her, he won't let anyone take her away from him.

He went to the table and poured himself some whiskey and he opened the balcony as he watched the fireflies around the biggest tree in his villa. He takes her away from people just to save her. Only a few people knew about his villa. Not even his father or his step-mother knew about it. He finished the glass and walked back to bed, finding her sitting up and looking at him dazed.

Without a word, she strode to the bathroom. He waited on the bed until she came and was thinking if she had to sleep on his side. He patted the bed and she did sit down still hesitating.

"Go back to sleep." He demanded as he lay down on the right side and waited for her.

"W-why, can I have my own room?"

"No. You are my woman; you have to sleep in my room. Our room. Remember the contract you signed two nights ago?" She was about to say something again but he pulled her down and straddled her. He delicately kisses her lips. He smirked when she participated in his kiss. She can't deny the attraction between them. "You can visit your mom tomorrow, then you'll go shopping." She gaped on what he said. "I only wanted the best for my woman." He stroked her hair. "Go back to sleep."

"Why?"

"Why-what?" he lay beside her and propped his elbow on the pillow, leaning his head on his palm.

He must know that he looked so damn attracted at that pose. He could be a model in male's magazine and be nude, and let women and guys drool over his body. Lots of women might throw themselves at him but why would he keep her? Just to be a bed warmer? But a woman like her is on a low price but why would he dare to buy her a big amount?

"Why do you have to buy me for a big amount of money and take care of my mother's bills? Why would you have to keep me here as your prison?"

He smirked and reached her hair.

"Baby, you aren't a prisoner here. You are the Queen of this house. Full of body guards to keep you company and protect you. But still you need the King's permission if you want to go out and shop and waste some money." He said softly.

"Wasting money isn't on my mind." She uttered. He just looked straight at her like he could see her transparently.

"I know."

"But why would you bother?"

"Lots of questions, are you tired? I'm tired but if you're not, let's go take the shower."

"I'm on my period." He reached the leg line of her sexy dress and caressed it, slightly touching her skin. She gasped on what he did. Still, it has a big effect on both of them.

"But we already did it. And I don't really-really care if you are on your period."

"It's gross."

He sneered at her and moved closer to her. She froze when she expected him to kiss her lips but he slightly planted his lips on her chin and down to her chest. 

"How about the movie that you watched?"

"It's disgusting." He grinned at her, breathing on her neck.

"Not anymore. You aren't a virgin anymore." She squeezed her legs. She felt aroused even though she's on her period. Is there s

uch a feeling? "Besides, orgasm will help your cramps to go away." He mumbled.

He was in fact aroused and he didn't know if he could get her off the hook. She gently pushed her hand to his chest and turned back from him.

She's playing hard to get and acts like a virgin where in fact they had sex last night and she enjoys it a little. When she felt his big warm hands on her stomach, and his warm lips on her naked shoulder, she felt it through her whole body, the electricity running through her veins. Her globes hardened and she felt the heat between her hips. He kept sucking her skin, pushed away her hair from her neck, inserted his big hands to her thin night dress and did what his big hands could do.

She actually moaned, just on his touch and kiss and that's when he started stimulating her nipples, capturing her mouth. Like it was an endless kiss. She was suddenly drunk of desire but she didn't know who slept first from their kissing.

She woke up late. If she didn't hear the maid coming in she wouldn't get awake. They are preparing something for her clothing and then her food is served. She went to the bathroom to wash up and settle it on the balcony.

She was like the Queen of the villa just like he said because they serve her everything and it bores her a little without doing anything. It bores her to death.

The sedan was tinted in black and like no one can see her from the outside. It was a long drive but she didn't complain just to see her mother. She received a call from the Lover that she didn't know the name.

"Hello?"

"You can spend your time with your mother but I am only giving you three hours. Spend the rest of your time shopping."

"I would rather spend my time with my mother the whole day."

"Then spend two hours of time shopping or else I'll drag you to the mall." He will surely do it.

But why would he bother to make her go shopping and waste some money. She had tasted how to waste money when she was a teenager. Those are times when they are rich. Yet she never missed it.

Her mother looked better than before. She was transferred to an exclusive hospital and in the VIP room. They had found a donor and the doctor said that the surgery is also settled. She was relieved, yet she had to take some time to be with the man. The woman smiled at her dearly.

"Did he push you on something that you don't want?" She was surprised that her mother would ask such things. But she smiled, he actually pushed her to be a good mistress and spend a lot of his money.

"He's not that bad." But he did force her a little on sex-yet crazy that her body wants it.

"He's a good man. He'll take care of you. I haven't taken care of you for a long time and I should be the one helping you on bills-" her mom is composed but she knows all of her emotions.

"Mom, I can do it."

"He'll help you on what is for you." She didn't quite understand what her mother meant.

Her mother needs to rest so she has to go shopping like a good mistress does and spend a lot of his money on clothes, jewelry, shoes and other stuff. She was bored and her shoes were biting her feet.

So, she bought a comfortable one that wouldn't bite her feet and that's all she bought. But a woman came, said to be Mr. De Alegre's assistant. Moira. Like two or three years older than her and said to buy more clothes.

Her shoulders suddenly slump and she lets the woman choose different kinds of expensive clothes. There are sleeping clothes, sexy, and the underwear are even sluttier. She just lets her do almost all of the stuff and what catches her eyes most is on the other shop.

A music store and the cello caught her eyes. It wasn't as beautiful as the one she had but it's enough to be played and practiced. She hasn't touched a cello for years and her hands are itching for it.

She's never been tired of her life. She still has dinner with him. She thought that he wouldn't bring his mistress to public places but he did. They are at a private table and she watched him slice the steak gracefully and place it in front of her. She looked at his face. So handsome and lots of women probably fell in love with him and wanted him to accompany them in bed. But why was she stuck to him?

"Menstrual syndrome?" she was startled about his sudden question. "Do you have medicine for it?" She shook her head like a shy little girl but she wasn't that shy. "You look pale. Did Moira tire you or something? Didn't you like the dresses?"

"Uhm, I don't need it all. I have my own clothes if I could get it from my friend's house."

"You don't need those."

"I am comfortable in those clothes."

"Okay, I'll handle it." He said dotingly without showing too much expression.

"But-" he sipped on his wine.

"Let's eat."

She looked pale. Maybe because of her bleeding. So, he asked for foods that are good for menstrual. Still, she looked drowsy and helpless. He took her home using his chopper so they would have a good rest. He went to his study to have a quick review of his report and call his secretary about her things from her friend's house.

He even pulled out the rectangular box that contained a gift for her. And the most beautiful gift that he was about to give on her 18th birthday was sitting in the middle of his study room covered with a red velvet fabric. Although he gave her a very memorable gift, he still searched around the other country to give her something as a post-gift.

What else would he ask for at this moment? Memories? If she remembered it all, would things be easier for both of them? Or would she still run off like she's trying to do?