CHAPTER 5

  When I got home, I went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. I am completely sweaty.

After showering, I go to my room. In this house, my father's family is not used to having dinner together, it's every man for himself.

I'll get something to eat later, now I'm going to concentrate on doing the homework given by the teachers. The deadline is a week to deliver, I prefer to do the tasks at night instead of the weekend.

It's been thirty minutes since I started homework, I was interrupted due to the notification noise my cell phone made. It was Tiffany texting me.

TIFFANY: I decided, I will become yours.

ME: Good choice.

TIFFANY: Only the future will tell if I really made a good choice.

ME: Don't worry, I'll take good care of you.

TIFFANY: All right. Now what do I do? I ran away and left Josh, he would probably come after me.

ME: Meet me at the park near the school.

TIFFANY: OK.

After exchanging messages, I opened my desk drawer and took out the apartment key Elena had given me. So, I went downstairs and into the living room.

"Isabella, I'm going to sleep at a friend's house." I told my stepmother I was watching television.

"And where is his house?"

"In the condo near my school park."

"In the super fancy building?"

"Yes."

"Alright, be careful."

I lied to her, my stepmother doesn't need to know about Elena or what I'm about to do today. After notifying her, I left the house and went to the park.

When I arrived, I saw that Tiffany had already arrived. 

"You finally arrived." she said, unsatisfied.

"You don't even greet your savior."

"Good night. You are satisfied now."

"Yes, and goodnight. Now, let's stop wasting time, I'll get you to a safe place."

I started walking and Tiffany stood beside me. In less than five minutes, we arrived at the condo.

"This is not one of the most expensive buildings in the city?"

"Yes."

"And what are we doing here?"

"This is where you will stay."

"Hahaha, you're kidding, right?"

Tiffany's laugh stops as she sees the dissatisfaction on my face.

"Aren't you kidding?"

"Stop clowning around and let's get in soon."

I say and start walking towards the entrance, Tiffany shyly walks behind me. At the entrance, I show the key to the doorman, and he lets me in. All this was possible thanks to Elena. The day I arrived, she called the building and told them to let the boy with the golden key in, in this case, me.

Upon entering the building, we took the elevator to the top floor. Tiffany didn't say anything else until we entered the apartment.

The apartment is a luxury duplex, with suites and a jacuzzi.

"You're rich?" Tiffany asked entering the apartment.

"No, but I know a milf who is in love with me. It's her apartment."

"Will it be okay for me to stay here?"

"Don't worry about it. And yes, about telling me where you live."

"Where is my house?"

"I'll get your clothes."

In addition to getting her clothes, I'm going to take the opportunity and get her mother too.

"Is your mom going to be home?"

"Yes. She doesn't leave until ten at night."

"Perfect."

I get Tiffany's home address and a point of reference. In addition to the mother's name.

Before leaving, I told Tiffany to take a shower and relax.

I left the condominium and went towards a taxi stand, the neighborhood where Tiffany lives is a little far to walk. After a long journey, I arrive in the neighborhood.

According to Tiffany, I must go up a grand staircase and take the first entrance on the right. Afterwards, I must locate a small bar, her house is opposite.

Following the step by step, I look around as I walk. It's a poor neighborhood, with a lot of humble people, as Tiffany mentioned.

I arrive in front of a little house, which is in front of the bar, and knock on the door.

When the door opened, I found a woman who is my size, has long black hair that falls down her back, a small face that has a tired expression. In addition, she's thin, doesn't have exaggerated curves and has a medium chest. I thought she was very beautiful.

"How can I help you?" the woman asked.

"Are you Tiffany's mother? Amelia?"

"Yes, do you know my daughter? Did she do something wrong?" Amelia asked worriedly.

Tiffany has a face similar to hers, but her hair is totally different. Did she paint?

"I know her and she hasn't done anything wrong. I came here because I'm helping her."

"Helping?"

"Yes, can I come in to talk to you?"

"Oh, of course."

She opened the way and allowed me to enter the house.

"Excuse me."

Amelia's house is small and humble, but it's neat and clean.

"You said you were helping my daughter, can you explain?"

"Tiffany told me about the situation for the two of you, so I decided to help. But of course, she had to pay a price."

"She told you everything?"

"About her father's debts and how you've been working like a whore to pay them off."

"And you said she had to pay a price to get your help. What was the price?"

"Now your daughter belongs to me."

"What?"

"I said if she became mine, if she became something that belongs to me, someone faithful to me, I would help her. I told her to become my personal whore, but that was just to know how willing she was to save you."

"Wait, wait, wait. I don't understand, has my daughter become your toy?"

"I wouldn't say toy."

"And she accepted because of me?"

"Yes."

Amelia's eyes filled with tears. I don't know if they were tears of joy at the possibility of being saved or of sadness at the sacrifice of their daughter.

I walked over to her and ran my thumb across one of her cheeks, wiping away the tears.

"Don't worry, once Tiffany agrees to become mine, I'll take good care of her."

"You promise?"

"Yes, hers and you."

I said and kissed Amelia's lips. The black haired woman's eyes widened, after a few seconds she parted our lips.

"What are you doing?" she said with a red face.

I was surprised that she turned red in the face.

"I promised Tiffany I would take care of her and you. The problem is, I only take care of what belongs to me, and I don't care about the rest. In short, you will be mine too."

"WHAT LOGIC IS THIS? THIS IS NOT NORMAL."

"I never said I was a normal person."

Amelia was looking at me with an incredulous face. I didn't lie, I really only take care of what's mine, and I don't care much about the rest. You might wonder why I'm willing to do all of this when I just want a peaceful life. Well, the reason is simple, I love sex.

For example, if Tiffany hadn't chosen to be mine, I would use the photos as blackmail and turn her into an inflatable doll, when I was tired I would throw her away.

But since she chose to become mine, if she says no, I won't force her to have sex with me. I will conquer her in time. Why? As I said before, I take care of what is mine. Also, sex becomes more pleasurable when both sides are willing to have it.

When blackmail is used, both parties have a certain carnal pleasure. But, you know the woman is only having sex with you because of the blackmail. When the two parties are willing, it's a different pleasure.

That's how I think. Is it a normal thought? I don't know, but that's how I think, and I won't change. So, I'm willing to make these two women mine.

"Amelia, are you going to become mine or not? I promise to take good care of you."

It's not an easy choice, I'm a stranger to her. But, even though she is a stranger, she must consider the possibility of leaving this current life.

"I…"

Before Amelia could respond, someone knocked on the door.

"OPEN THE DOOR, BITCH." it was a man's voice.

"You have to hide." Amelia said desperately.

"Why?"

"Is the person knocking on the door one of Jack's subordinates?"

"Who is Jack?"

"My pimp, the guy I owe."

"Ah, relax. A soldier must always be ready for battle."

"What?"

"Open the door. I'm going to spank this guy, and we're getting out of here."