This handsome devil was so weird. It's 3 in the morning and his sitting there on the sofa staring at me as I stand in front of him in some red laced underwear. The dress pattern were the only thing that actually hid my body parts that are not suitable for public viewing.

Xander spared me a glance every once in a while and typed something on his laptop.

"Next!" he demanded. And I went to change into another pair.

This is so weird. Cause I have been at it for an hour.

"Aren't you tired?" I asked him and he lifted his head to look at me. "Shouldn't you sleep?"

"I have insomnia. I can't sleep even if I want to." he looked back down on his laptop. "Next!" he demanded again.

I picked up the next pair of underwear and went to the bathroom to change. At least he wasn't making me change in front of him. I took of the pair I was wearing and changed into another one. After changing I went back into the lounge and stood in front of him. This time he kept staring at me. He made me so uncomfortable but what other choice did I have?

"Come here!" he said and folded his hands. I gulped and walked over to sit next to him.

He groped my left breast with his right hand. Instinctively, although I shouldn't have, I slapped his left cheek, harder than I thought I did.

His face moved with the impact and I realize what I had done but I was so scared I couldn't even apologize.

"I - I.."

"Did my slave just slap me?" he glared at me with his piercing gaze. But contrary to my expectations he smirked. "Go. You can sleep in any room you want." He then got up. "You can do whatever you want but don't you dear leave the penthouse." He started walking towards the door and begun ascending the stairs.

Sleep came to me fast than I expected and I drifted into sleep immediately.

Honestly I was glad that some old alcoholic fat man didn't end up buying me. That was far less dangerous than I expected or was I deceiving myself.



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