Chapter-9

JANE

I chose the most decent outfit I could find in the closet that Rosario had set up for me. It was an oversized blue sweater that hung from one shoulder, and I had paired it with denim shorts and black tights.

I slid the ring securely in the shorts pocket before leaving the room for dinner. I didn't want to go and even requested dinner in the room. 

But the maid said it was Rosario's orders to make me come to the dining hall for dinner, and he'd be there too.

He wasn't here for lunch, so I had my lunch in the dining hall in peace, but now it was finally time to face him.

I had to drag my feet down the corridor, while fidgeting my fingers, every nerve of my body was on edge for the fear of the unknown. I had no idea how I'd stop Rosario from touching me inappropriately or forcing himself on me, and it was making me anxious.

Finally, I reached the dining hall, and my eyes immediately darted to Rosario, who was already sitting on the head chair, and I halted a few feet away. His eyes raked over my body from head to toe, his lips pressed in a thin line. 

It would be so good if the ground just opened up and swallowed me.

"Linda!" His voice boomed around the house, and within seconds, a woman in a very revealing outfit rushed inside.

"Yes, boss." Her overly sweet voice grated on my nerves.

"Why did you put such outfits in her wardrobe? Is this something you'll wear?" he spat, his eyes throwing flames in her direction.

She flinched before looking up at me before turning to him.

"S…ss…sorry. I thought she'll need a few comfortable clothes too. I too have some of those…to wear at home." She glared at me discreetly before shifting her attention to him once again.

"That's for me to decide, not you. So, don't use your brain from next time," he spoke in a low growl, and Linda nodded.

My fingers twitched with an urge to scratch his face and pull out his hair, but I kept my fingers curled in a fist.

"Don't talk about me like I am not even present here." I couldn't help but raise my voice.

Both their heads snapped to me, and Linda looked like she had seen a ghost.

"These are my clothes you people are talking about. Who the hell are you to decide what should I wear? Did anyone ask me what I want to wear?" I glared at Rosario.

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and his lips slowly curved into a smirk.

"Linda. Get out." His eyes were trained on me while the woman scurried away without a second glance at us.

"Were you saying something, babe?" He cocked his head to the side.

"I said I'll decide what I want to wear. I don't like those clothes," I said, with my head held high.

"Think again. Do you really want to argue with me about it? Did you forget your punishment?" His fingers drummed on the surface of the dining table.

"I didn't. It's just unfortunate that I didn't die. It would have been better."

He stood up and banged his palms on the table, shaking the cutleries from the impact.

"You'll shut your mouth and do as I say. Do you think I'll let you die?" He smirked and added, "I let go of my revenge just so I could get my hands on you. Everything will go to waste if you die, won't it?"

I ground my teeth but kept my mouth shut.

"Now, be a good girl and come to me."

"What?"

He sat back, pushing the chair back a little and spread his legs, as if to make more room.

"I said come to me. Sit here." He patted his thighs.

A chill ran down my spine, and goosebumps rose on my skin as I looked at him with parted lips. 

"No!"

"What did you say?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"I said no. I'll sit there." I cocked my head towards the chair on the opposite end and walked in that direction.

As I was passing him, he grabbed my wrist and then my waist before pulling me onto his lap. It happened so fast that I didn't even get the time to gasp.

I struggled to get up, but he held me tight. When I didn't sit still, he grabbed my hair in a fist and yanked my head back, baring my neck to him.

"Don't fight it." His lips were hovering just above my neck, and I went still.

"I'll kiss you right here if you try to fight me again."

My head was still yanked up, his hold around my hair was tight, and it stung my scalp.

"If I sit still, you won't kiss me?" I asked, grimacing in pain, but I didn't let it show.

He let out a low chuckle, and his lips brushed my neck slightly, making me cringe. It was warm inside the house or mansion, whatever it was, but my teeth still clattered and my body shivered.

"I will. I will do so much more than just a kiss. But at least not here. I want to do it properly, on my bed. Eat well, so that you won't feel too weak to keep up with me.

My eyes stung with unshed tears, but I blinked them back. It helped as my head was up, facing the ceiling.

"Now tell me. Will you sit still, or…should I start fucking you right here?" He tugged my hair a little more, and I gasped quietly.

I missed Dom. I missed him so much. I just wanted to crawl into his arms and sleep and let him protect me. My heart hurt, but I knew I lost him.

I tried to nod, but I couldn't move my head because of his tight grip on my hair. It hurt so much that it felt like my hair would come off the scalp.

"Hmm." I tried to speak but what came out of my mouth was just a whimper.

"Good girl," he whispered and placed a wet kiss on my neck, making me flinch away.

He released my hair and my hands went to my head and neck as I massaged the spots to soothe the pain.

I sat on his lap with my legs hanging to his right while his left hand rested on my waist. He pressed a switch on a remote that was lying on the table, and an alarm blared. 

On cue, three servants came in with dinner on a trolley. As they started serving us dinner in plates and bowls, Rosario's hand trailed down to my ass, where he started massaging me.

My nose scrunched up, and my face contorted into a grimace. It was getting difficult to hide my disgust and thank God the servants weren't looking at us at all.

As the servants left, he spanked my ass, making me jolt forward in shock and I turned to glare at him. His lustful eyes met with mine, that evil smirk ever present on his face. 

"It's been so long, touching you like this. I missed this." His breath fanned my cheek while I kept my face away from him.

"It's going to be a long night," he spoke again and something poked my ass. I couldn't help but squirm.

The urge to just get up and run away was so…so strong, but I had no idea how I remained seated.

"Let's eat, babe."

My gaze darted to the dinner served on the table and my heart thudded loudly as a plan started to form in my head.