Wedcuffed

Chapter 21

"You need to be my personal whore until the resort project is completed."

This was Adrian's exact demand, which he made clear to me three days ago. It has been nearly three days since I left the mansion, and I'm astonished by how seriously he took his ridiculous condition. He instructed his security to ensure I did not leave the mansion and even hired a bodyguard to keep an eye on me whenever he was away.

"How could anyone be so shameless and disgusting?" I thought bitterly.

Wasn't it enough that he had already humiliated me and ruined my dignity that night?

I was growing increasingly anxious about my absence from Amario Enterprises. I hadn't had a chance to speak to Ester about my situation, and I was deeply concerned about how she was managing without me.

The last time I spoke to Ester was three days ago when I returned to my old house from Adrian's place. Seeing my bruised and swollen face, she immediately sensed something was wrong, but I simply told her it was a domestic argument with Adrian. Although she was skeptical of my excuse, I couldn't elaborate further. Now, being out of touch for days, I could only imagine how worried she must be.

Despite Adrian's power and influence, I refused to accept his vile demands. I was determined to resist his attempt to control me, no matter how overwhelming the situation felt.

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It has now been ten days since I've been trapped in the mansion. Gradually, I felt my sanity slipping away, with Adrian remaining insistent on his terms. Every passing day made it clearer that he would not release me until the resort project was completed. Even if I somehow managed to escape, I was certain he would use his power to ruin me and my career.

I would have been willing to endure my confinement in the mansion for the next three months if not for the potential collapse of Amario Enterprises due to my absence. It was almost 11 p.m., and reluctantly, I made my way to Adrian's study to concede defeat and accept his terms.

I knocked on the door and waited for his response.

"Come in," came his deep voice from the other side.

I entered the room and walked toward his large desk, where Adrian sat, exuding an air of authority. It was infuriating how he could maintain such composure despite his cruelty.

"What is it now, Sarah?" he asked, sipping his coffee with an air of casual indifference.

"I'm accepting your conditions. Just let me return to my normal life," I said, my eyes fixed on the floor.

"Help me remember what conditions you're referring to," Adrian replied, rising from his seat and approaching me.

I lifted my gaze to meet his, my frustration mounting. Was he intentionally trying to provoke me?

Crushing my self-respect, I took a deep breath and looked him in the eye.

"I am ready to be your whore, Mr. Parker," I declared, my voice steady despite the rage boiling inside me.

"I knew you would come around eventually. After all, you had no other options," he smirked, clearly reveling in his perceived victory.

He gestured for me to take a seat while he walked back to his desk and placed several papers in front of me.

"Since you've agreed to my terms, I need you to sign this agreement. I don't want any accusations of rape or coercion. I have a reputation to uphold," he said.

My eyes scanned the document, and my heart sank as I read the clauses:

Agreement Between Mrs. Sarah Parker and Mr. Adrian Parker