chapter 5

The position they fell in constructed the light. From Amaira's point of view, it was all dark; nothing could be seen except for the huge silhouette of the man with a black masked man. But it was nothing compared to the domineering presence she felt. The man above Amaira was none other than the scar boss, under whom Amaira felt helpless. She struggled under him but she couldn't move an inch with the domineering mafia's presence. His whole body and arms surrounded her as though she was a small toy he was playing with."Please. Please just leave me for now. I badly have to go somewhere." Amaira pleaded with fear and desperation in her voice"Where do you think you want to go? Today is our marriage day, how can I let you go away," he said wickedly. It was sure he was smirking though Amaira couldn't see him in the dark."please. It's about my brother. I need to see him. Please. Let me go." Amaira continued persistently"Hm. Do you think I am that heartless that I won't let you." He said smirking at the bedsheets Amaira made to escape. "You can leave. But what's in it for me." He asked, his lips slightly twisting "I-I promise you whatever you want, just let me go to my brother for now. He needs me!" Amaira pleaded againScar boss bent his masked face closer to her neck. His breath reached her neck and she felt something running through her spine. Her back hair stood up in fear.Amaira's heart pounded. She was about to say something when he whispered in her ear."Are you sure, you will do everything," he said in a seductive yet dominating voice Amaira's checks flushed red. Why wouldn't she? After all, she had already married him, and he was her lawful husband. She was grateful, that it was dark under him, so he couldn't see her flustered cheeks. "Y-yes," she muttered The masked man moved himself from her body. "Fine then, follow me"And saying so he began leaving the room. Amaira got up abruptly and began following him.They came into the study where Scar boss instructed his secretary to get him some papers. He then went towards his huge meticulously designed desk, which was situated before his large bookshelves and was very huge and comfortable looking. He sat folding his leg over the other like a mafia."Sit", he ordered her, pointing towards the chair in front of him, which was distanced by a black glass table.Amaira obeyed. When the papers arrived, Scar's boss threw the papers on the desk, "now sign the papers" he demanded Shivers ran down Amaira's body with each cold word, but she reacted nothing and just took the pen and signed quietly, waiting for the moment to run to her brother. Her mind was blurred and only meeting her brother could help her out.Then when she was done she stood up and started leaving but Scar boss stopped her, "Where do you think you are going?""To the hospital" She managed an answer"Did I allow you to go?""B-but didn't you promise?" Amaira stammered, fear feeding her heart again"I never promised you. It was you who promised me to follow all my orders," he said with a wicked smile "But didn't you say you would allow me to go if I fulfilled your promise? I have signed the papers, that means I can go to meet my brother now, isn't it?" she answered daringly but when she looked at his green dark eyes, she bit her lips"What proof do you have?""???""Do you have written proof to show that I said it? You don't have anything. So you are not allowed to go anywhere and that is my order.""but I need to see my brother" she pleaded for the last time"Are you arguing with me? Do you know how bad the consequence can be if someone argued with me, and moreover it being my maid""maid?" Amaira was perplexed "Oh. I didn't mention it, did I? The paper you just signed without reading was a slavery contract, which clearly mentioned that from this day you have to follow my every order. However wicked it may be you have to listen to me without any complaints and cannot do anything of your will until my consent. This even includes that you can't terminate the contract" showing the paper "Until I allow. And you can't leave the house until my orders. So from now on Miss Amaira, you are my slave!!!" He smirked, and looking at his red murderous eyes, Amaira couldn't hold herself back from getting daunt and freaking. She had indeed moved to the devil's house herself and there was no way out of this.