All mine, forever.

-PRINCIPESSA

I couldn't even take in the information that she was telling me. My own father sold me like I was a damn doll that didn't have any value. I couldn't stop crying I couldn't stop asking myself was it my fault, was I just too much to handle. The woman's phone started ringing so she answered and walked out the room. My head was literally spinning and i disassociated multiple times. After what felt like forever I convinced myself she wasn't coming back in. I pulled the covers over my head and fell asleep alone with my thoughts. My terrible.. terrifying thoughts.

When I woke up there was the woman again in that same chair reading as if everything is just okay, as if I wasn't laying here in a bed that wasn't even my own.

"You sure do sleep alot".

"That's all I can do when I don't know where I am or who you are".

"Then ask who I am principessa."

"I'm not your fucking princi- whatever the hell-".

Before completing my sentence I feel a hand grip my chin slightly hard, "You are whatever the hell I say you are". Gosh this woman could make a catholic wet. Her whole demeanor screamed control and power and I would be lying if I said that didn't turn me on. I'm well aware of the "world of domination" and I know what I like and dislike but this right here, I loved. I barely knew her and somehow in this moment I didn't care. I'd beg Amoi to dominate me like even a fraction of this, yet she always made me feel like I was weird for wanting it. For wanting to be put in my place. That's exactly what this woman did. The brat in me always decided to be a bitch at the wrong moment.

I crane my neck to look into her eyes. All of my energy shifted from subtle and innocent to lustful and curious but I disregarded it. I'm sure she seen it in my eyes because of how her body language changed. She let out a soft sigh and let me go.

I scooted out of the bed and placed my feet on the cold light wood flooring. This room really was beautiful. The gold accents and large windows constantly caught my eye and the breeze that poured in through the windows pushed away some of my anxiety. "So what are you my new mother?"

"Oh god no, as of right now we can classify this as new life. I'll let you get comfortable and used to being here and everything else will follow. Just have patience."

I don't know why I didn't immediately run or yell or did anything to resist. Part of me was curious about this. I am very observant and skilled in reading people's auras, hers didn't give something to be afraid of. It was soft but suspicious and I was intrigued. This woman just told me my father traded me and I'm just content at the moment.

What the literal fuck.

I sat down on the side of the bed while she sat down next to me. Even sitting down this woman managed to have me look up to her. I'm a solid 5'4 so she's gotta be at least 5'9 so why does it feel like she's Shaq and I'm Kevin Hart. "I did my research on you and I know you're interested in various activities. I wont get in depth about it but just know this is all about your comfort. We wont do anything unless your ready but there are some rules and requirements". When I heard that my heart started to feel heavier again but she rubbed my back softly no one has ever done that before, why am I feeling this way to a woman who damn near kidnapped me. I have so many emotions. So many questions I wanted to run until I couldn't anymore but my body wouldn't let me.

I started to breathe steadily again while she spoke. "I'm Sage also." Her voice was so soothing yet full of dominance like something I could fall asleep to. "I don't like repeating myself and I'm very territorial amore mio. You're mine and only mine unless I say other wise, you were mine the moment I saw you. Do you understand?"

Why couldn't i say no? Why didn't I scream for help? What is wrong with me? God why did this woman turn me on so much. Why did I want that sweet accent coming from in between my legs.