Chapter 3

SHOCKING DISCOVERY

" Who are you? How do you know me?" I asked confusedly while avoiding his gaze. I wouldn't say I liked his piercing stare. It makes me feel very insecure and uncomfortable. 

" Of course, I must know what I plan to acquire." He said as his eyes scanned me from head to toe. 

I immediately wrapped my hands around my body. I could feel his eyes on my body as he walked around me in a circle. I was still wearing the same clothes from last night to the club.

  It was a backless red bodycon dress barely reaching the middle of my thighs. It was a revealing v-neck that showed my cleavage and a rope tied from my back to my neck. 

I have never felt so exposed. I was used to wearing revealing clothes, but with him looking at me like that, my confidence was thrown inside the gutter. I followed his movement with my eyes to ensure he didn't try anything offensive. 

Yes, he was gorgeous, but that didn't stop me from being careful, as I didn't want anything to be done against my will. 

He didn't do anything stupid and just stopped in front of me. He looked at me coldly. I could swear the temperature in the room dropped because of his cold stare. 

Who is this man? He could pass as a celebrity or even a model, but I could swear I hadn't seen him on television or in movies before. 

I am short, but with my 5'7 height, I still felt lacking. I was barefoot and had to stretch my neck to look at his face. Damn! He is so handsome. I stopped breathing when I tried to memorize his physical features. 

He has short dark brown hair, hard facial lines, a high nose, and deep, charming eyes. I could tell he was up to 6'7 " in height. He is tall and has perfect muscles in his hands and abdomen. He looks like an elaborately carved ancient Greek god. Let's not start with his lips, the only thing that seemed soft on him. 

He held my chin and looked down at me for a better look. I wouldn't say I liked the tension between us, as my eyelids closed automatically. I gasped for breath as I patiently anticipated the touch of his minty, soft lips on my mouth. 

" You stink." He snapped in a cold voice. 

It took a few seconds for me to come to my senses and realize he wasn't going to kiss me; instead, he insulted me! 

" What did he just say? I think! I whispered in a low voice. 

His words pulled me back to reality as I opened my eyes and saw him staring closely at my lips. Did he say I stink? 

I picked up the edge of my clothes and took a sniff. I almost threw up. Shit! I smell of vomit all over. Why didn't I smell this before now? This is so embarrassing! While quietly stripping him with my eyes, he was probably thinking of how disgusting I was. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, which I immediately regretted as the appalling smell of vomit passed through my nostrils. 

" Take a shower, you need it. He suddenly exclaimed and turned to leave. 

" That's the closet, . Everything you need is in there and also in your size." He said before turning back to look at me. 

What the hell? Is that all he is going to say to me? Is he not going to give me a proper explanation as to why I am here?

" Wait! Why the hell am I here? You can tell me to leave if you dislike my smell. I retorted out of a bruised ego. 

" You can't go home now." He turned to look at me again. 

I stood in shock. He looked so hot even though he just had his hands in the pocket of his robes. 

" You are mine now. Own you!" He emphasised each word as he rented me to understand him, but I didn't

"You must be a clown. What do you mean by I am yours?" I asked with a mixture of annoyance and confusion. 

" I already bought you!" He said sharply. 

" Bought me how? Since when have I been put on sale." I shouted angrily. 

" I paid your father five million dollars; sadly, He has lost all to gambling." He snapped back at me. 

" Are you out of your mind?" I snapped.

" My advice is to get your money back because I am not for sale," I said and sat at the edge of the bed. 

" Adriana, I don't have time for this. Just do what I told you to do. I have a meeting I can't miss for anything. We will talk about the terms when I get back." He said a, and before I knew it, he was out of the door.

Did he pay that enormous amount of money? Did he give the money to my father? 

But I don't have a father! 

I don't know my father or mother! I was picked up from the street with a name tag attached to my cradle and taken to the orphanage. Mr. and Mrs. Douglas w, my current parents, dropped me from Hope Orphanage. 

Since they gave birth to their child, they have been a thorn in my flesh. I don't even know what my father looked like! He couldn't have done that to me, not only if he knew about my existence and where I live. 

Memories of last night played in my head. It included the path where my foster father forcefully punched me when I struggled for freedom. 

He is the only one capable of doing this. How dare he introduce himself as my biological father? He has never acted as one. He has hit me at the slightest provocation since I was a kid. He even attempted to rape me multiple times. To crown it all h, his wife always pays no heed to his disgusting attitude. 

" Wait, what? I should stop thinking about that man, I Have an important matter to deal with. He should be the least of my problems." I internally chastised myself. 

From the information I gathered from my brain, my foster father sold me to this stranger in exchange for money. Clear his debts. 

And did I hear him well? He sold me for five million dollars." 

" Five million dollars, what the hell?"

" Well, it's good to know I'm worth that much." I giggled. 

I felt a bang in my head. My temples are throbbing in pain. It may be from the hangover from last night or too much shocking information. I decided to take a quick and cold shower to relieve the pain. The horrible smell coming from my clothes was also making me sick.

I walked to the closet to see how it looked and picked something to wear, but I got the shock of my life. 

It is a spacious closet with sleek white floor-to-ceiling shelves that feel like a fashion paradise. The shbracketsnd drawers are made of white. The shframesre are covered with glass doors to showcase the beautiful outfits. 

They are also divided into different sections, each designated for clothes, shoes, and bags. The wall has small lights attached to it for better lighting. 

There are different drawers at the center of the room, which contains additional makeup items, and accessories, necklace, sunglasses. There are soft rugs on the floor that make it very warm and comfortable to walk on. 

What shook me most was that he wasn't lying. Everything in there was my size. Since when has he been planning to kidnap me? How does he know so much? Is he a pervert? 

" This is an excuse for a boutique," I said in shock. 

" Woah! This is like a dream come true. I never imagined owning a room filled with many luxurious things from all my favorite brands." I said with so much happiness. 

" I am tempted to try them first, but I should shower before doing that," I said. 

I almost ran out of the closet inside the bathroom, which was opposite. But I stopped in my tracks as I opened the door. 

It looks so beautiful inside that I'm afraid to step in. I feel I will soil the glossy black tiles floor with my filthy legs if I step inside. 

It was a very spacious bathroom with bright, illuminating lights. On the left side of the room was a large bathtub big enough for two people. 

It stands beside the glass wall with a lovely view. Opposite the bathtub is a sink with a large mirror hanging above it. At one end of the room is a flush toilet with a tissue roller next to it. At the other end of the room is a glass shower stall. 

A glass slide door demarcates the bathtub from the shower stall. Next to the sink is a large drawer that contains toothbrushes, shower gels, folded towels, shampoo, and everything I could need. 

" Woah! He prepared all this for me! I feel so special." I smiled before pulling out the folded towel. 

It would be best if you were dumb, I chastised myself. 

I opened the tap to fill the tub with water. I decided to check the bubble bath tube and shower gel in the drawer while waiting for the tub to fill. 

I picked the bubble bath tube with a vanilla scent. I poured it into the water and liked the shower gel and sponge gloves. I opened the next drawer and saw a jar of salt. 

" I never knew salt was used for bathing. I should try it." I smiled.

" I guess it will make me taste salty," I said, picking up the jar. 

I was about to enter the bathtub when a thought came to my head. 

" Wait a minute, did this man prepare all this for me? Should I be impressed?" I asked myself. 

I entered the bathtub. I sighed in relief as the warm water overtook my body and soul. It relaxed me instantly. 

All I needed was a glass of champagne to help with the soothing effect. 

" This is life! At least that scumbag did something good for the first time." I grinned with my eyes closed. 

I regret that they picked me up from the orphanage. They should have left me there rather than taken me to their house to suffer. They are like a perfect couple straight from hell. They made my life miserable. I'm not even exaggerating. 

He bought me, and so what? What can he do to me? Rape me? Or turn me into his sex toy.

" With how he looks, I wouldn't even mind becoming a sex dog." I grinned. 

Wait! What if he tortures me? I gasped when the scenes from different horror movies popping in  head. The blood made me want to vomit.

  If he kills me, that's the end of it. I don't have to suffer again. Not unless my soul goes to hell. That is possible, considering things I have done in the past. 

I did so many things to escape the prick o

f my conscience. I even started drinking and went as far as smoking at a young age. I even tried hard drugs a couple of times. 

Fuck you bitch…