My Father's debt

Chapter 6

It's been a few weeks since I moved into Smith Mansion. The first week was horrible, Ryan was so nasty to me, a couple of times he even manhandled me, he wouldn't actually beat me, but the few subtle pushes, chokes and rough dragging around shook me, he hasn't actually hurt me, just kind of did things to show me who is boss. This week has however, been better. The past three days I've only been seeing Ryan during dinner, he looks sleep deprived and scruffy. Yesterday he told me that I will be going shopping with him today. I've just  finished bathing, and I have a towel wrapped around me looking through my clothes in the closet. Ryan said we are going shopping so I need to wear clothes that are easy to remove, I mean I'm going to be trying clothes on soo, yea. I feel a presence behind me, I turn around to find Ryan standing behind me, before I get the chance to say anything, he wraps his arms around my body, pulling me into a tight hug. I feel his large body pressed onto mine, I want to push him away but I feel that he needs this so I hug him back. He sighs into my neck where he has decided to hide his face. I close my eyes and take in the embrace. "Ma'am I thought I should help you get..." Amanda stops in her tracks and mumbles a "sorry". Rynan pulls away from me and walks out, leaving me and Amanda alone in the closet, my cheeks are red from embarrassment. "I just wanted to help you pick out an outfit for today, I'm sorry for invading, please don't be upset," Amanda says hurriedly, I place my hand on her shoulder, "Its no big deal Amanda, relax," I say to her. "could you please apologize to Master Ryan for me, OMG, he must be so upset that I just walked in without knocking, oh goodness his going to fire me for interrupting his time with you," she rambles. "Listen, Ryan is not going to fire anyone, I'll make sure he doesn't." I try to reassure her, I don't know why she is so scared of him, we are all humans and it's only normal for humans to make mistakes. "Now come help me pick out what to wear," I say to her. We pick out a royal blue body hugging dress that reaches mid thigh and a simple pair of pumps, "Could I please do your makeup ma'am, I want you to be extra pretty so that sir Ryan will be a bit less angry with me when he sees how much more prettier I made you," Amanda says. "I'm not a fan of makeup, I don't even own any," I say to Amanda, she opens one of the drawers on the vanity table in the closet and there is a full make up set in it. I try to negotiate with Amanda but she winds up convincing me to put it on. Amanda is like a professional make up artist, she knows how to blend the foundation «or is it concealer» and match different colors to make the perfect eyeshadow patterns. I feel like a new creature once she is done with me, I don't know if thats a good thing or a bad thing. She finishes off by putting my natural curly hair into a puffy bun. I look myself in the mirror, I actually look more beautiful than I have ever been in my entire life, wow make up really does make you look different. "You seem to really enjoy this whole make up thing Amanda," I speak looking at the satisfaction on her face, "I do ma'am, when I was younger I wanted to be a make up artist, but life didn't work out the way I wanted, both my parents died when I was 13 and I had to go live in a children's home till they kicked me out when I finished school and turned 18. The Smith's gave me an opportunity to make a living so I had to take it, I never got a chance to go study the art of makeup in college " she says with a saddened tone.

Ryan's POV
I feel so defeated, for the past 3 days I've been trying to figure out a way too recover from the dismal failure of the mission I had been planning for weeks, I had everything planned out, unfortunately nothing went as planned, I even lost 4 men. I hate losing and I hate dissapointing dad. For as long as I can remember, dad has been training me to take over his mafia. I've always wanted him to be proud of me so I went through all the painstaking training. My takeover from him hasn't been smooth, so many of the people my dad has been working with have been slacking because I'm younger and they think they can walk all over me, this has lead me to become more brutal than my father was. I'm beginning to see the change in attitude, the men are becoming more aware that I'm their new boss, they even seem scared of me now. I've had 3 sucessful missions these past couple of months, this was my first fail and it's hitting me hard, this mission was supposed to bring in 3 billion. I knew it wasn't going to be easy but I did not expect it to be such a mess. I have been working myself senseless trying to make sure the next mission doesn't fail, I've calculated every single detail und run trough the plans carefully. I've looked at the  blueprints of the bank we are going to rob thoroughly, I don't want there to be any mistakes. The stress of my perfectionism is getting to me, I haven't slept well in days just planning for the coming mission. Today all the pressure just got to me. I tried finishing all my frustration in the gym but it did not seem to help. I found myself in Lilies room, the plan was to take out some of my frustrations on her, sexually, but I wound up hugging her, I felt a sweet sense of home when I was holding her, I didn't want to let go. My mind became relaxed. I am satisfied that my plans are in order so today I decided to go shopping with Lilian, I am ment to attend a Met Ball next week and because I want to introduce her to the world as my soon to be wife I have to go with her... Today my main aim is to get her a ring and an outfit for the ball. As the fiancé of a renowned billionaire like myself, she needs to look top tier.
She descends the stairs and I am shocked with the beauty before me, I think a fly has even made its way into my mouth because my jaw is down all the way to the floor. I manage to close my mouth and lead her to my favorite car. I sit in the driver's seat and signal for her to sit in the passenger seat next to me.