I wake up and feel warm arms around me. I immediately get scared. where am I? who's holding me? I remember where I am and last night floods back in. I visibly relax and sink into Braden's arms. I should feel exposed, vulnerable, but I feel so safe. I don't know why. I've been in situations like these a million times, I always felt the same way, scared, but I don't. this does not mean I like Brandon. that is far from my mind. "oh wake up izzabelle you know you like him,." an unwanted thought enters my mind. no it can't be true. I don't like him. I can't like a buyer. I shouldn't trust a buyer. but I'm unwillingly slowly waking up to the fact that I really like Brandon. ugh. I don't wanna wake up. why can't I just be oblivious. five more minutes. I inwardly groan. I feel movement behind me.
"hey you okay Izzy?" brandons beautiful voice speaks. wait, beautiful? crap.
"oh umm ya I just umm sortof uhhh I just ...you know." I mumbled. I really didn't want to explain my whole nightmare to him.
"suurre." he said chuckling. I sighed.
"my names izzabelle." I droned. I felt like a broken record. he just smirks at me.
I get out of the bed.
"get out." I say. "please." I add realizing the power he has. he walks out still smirking. I dress in a tank a loose graphic tee and shorts. I walk out of the room and into the hall. I see Brandon in the kitchen in front of the stove. I sneak over and jump right next to him making him jump a bit. instead of getting mad he laughs.
"haha I scared you!" I say in a sing song voice. I stick my tongue out and he starts chasing me. I run into an unknown room and hide behind the door. he saw me go in so he runs in and when he's looking for me in the closet I sneak out but he turns around just in time to see me and run after me. I run through the hall and stop, knowing he's coming but not knowing where to run too. he grabs my waist and turns me around, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder as I scream. I'm laughing my head off and so is he. he plops me down and the couch and starts tickling me. I scream and laugh. this is the most fun I've has that I can remember. after he finally finishes he makes breakfast. I'm so happy he bought me. not a thought I've ever had.
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RomanceThis business kidnaps girls and sells them to perverts, creeps, or normal guys who just waned to try something new. They also take "donated girls" that's me. I've been bout and sold back. Then I'm bought by a guy who doesn't even know why he bought...