The Billionaire's Sex Slave

You're beautiful

“I haven’t used this house in a long time. It seems that my parents have no plans to return to this place and they are already building a new mansion in the City.” As we walked into the dusty lobby, Stanley removed the cover from a table. All the dust fell to the floor.

I don’t know where it is. I stayed in the hospital for three days and rested to get myself back in condition. The nurses wanted me to use a wheelchair because I had not fully recovered, but I said that I was fine and that Stanley was helping me. After that, I can’t remember how we got here. All I knew was that I got in his car and then fell asleep. We just got here at noon.

I don’t have my suitcases anymore, so I don’t know what to wear when I live here. Will I live here alone? I looked outside and saw dogs and cats fighting. The green color of the grass is dazzling and it if would be refreshing to lay your back on it. The breeze was also strong from outside; it looked different. I think we are in the province. But somehow I look at the house that is too big for me.

“Someone is still taking care of this house. Taking care of the garden, I just told them not to clean the whole house because no one will use this anymore, they will just get tired.” Stanley piled up and then removed the thick cloth that now covered the sofa.

*Cough* Cough* Cough*

We were both coughing when the dust landed on us. But very little came to me because he immediately blocked the dust from flying at me. The things here are Antique. Very classy look for such a beautiful mansion. The materials used in this house are not the same as those used in cities. Woods were used here while in cities it is a marble. These woods will also be expensive and not just simple wood. We didn’t go to a very remote province, so there was still a signal available. Stanley took out his phone and then press something on it.

I walked around the house and touched the handrail. The dirt went straight to me. I stayed away from Stanley because it might be important for them to talk. When I passed an antique mirror, I looked at myself carefully. I could no longer recognize myself because of the depth of the dark circles under my eyes. My face and cheeks were a bit sunken. My body also lost weight. I opened the drawer next to the mirror.

I jumped because of a rat and a cockroach that running to get out. I stroked my heart. But the opportunity seemed to suit me because I saw scissors. I picked it up immediately and looked closely. I looked in the mirror and then removed the twist in my hair. I first cut the very end and then changed the strategy. I heard the quick footsteps.

My foot gave up again, but it was good, and he caught me right away. I let go of the scissor as well and it rang on the floor. Stanley huffed as he reached for me. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I only noticed my thinning more. I lay down on Stanley’s chest because my breathing was starting to get heavier again as I was chasing it... He took something out of his pocket and let me smell it. It’s an inhaler for people with asthma,justified, but I also calm down every time I smell it.

Stanley didn’t complain about what I did because he knew every action I took was justified, but he was afraid to ask because he knew I was still sensitive to discuss that topic. I held his arm tightly as I fainted, sniffing the inhaler.

“I have called five helpers to clean the mansion. I also told the gardener if he could stay here, so you have a guard. If you don’t want to, I can cancel it.” He was still holding me and not letting go, as he was about to sit on the floor. He couldn’t take me to the bedroom because he was sure it was still a lot of dirt. When I regained my breath, I was about to stand up, but he lifted me.

I hugged his neck because I might fall. He immediately turned on the car and aircon. There I completely became well. I don’t know how I can thank him for all he has done for me.

“Thank you.” Because my voice was so raspy, nothing came out there, but it was great and he heard it. I can’t say anything else since I’m drained of energy.

“How can you thank me and repay my kindness to you if you do not regain your strength?” He took the last of my hair off my head, and the strands landed in the seat. He takes my well-being seriously. Perhaps he was interfering with what I was doing to myself. Perhaps he does not want me to appear like this.

“You’re going to throw me away ... Haaa .. a-are you?” Even with difficulty, I tried to speak. It was as if a knife was cutting into my throat because it was so hard to speak and also because of my dry throat.

“Why would I? You are not something to be thrown away and disgusted.” He opened the glove compartment he pulled out a brush hair. He brushes my remaining hair. “They should keep a gem. I should value the diamond just as much as you. And if it turns out to be the case that you are a “thing”, I won’t throw you away because I’ll find a way to make you stay beside me.”

My lips were parched, and I felt like they were broken because I hadn’t drunk for a long time. I don’t know how nice it feels to be told something like this. I was even more reassured when he said the words I was waiting for. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“You are beautiful, no matter what you look like. I think you will look even more beautiful when you remove the remaining hair that you did not cut.”