At Kevin's Mercy 2: Reclaimed

12. The deal part 2.

Quickly but quietly I followed his long fast strides as he passed through the long halls of his mansion.
I was already grateful I wasn't hanging over his shoulder again, like some helpless sack of potatoes.
It gave me the option to at least attempt to make a run for it if the opportunity arose, even if I knew deep down it would be useless.
I wasn't even sure where I was or if escaping was even possible, what if we were on an island?

We got to a large room with a large table, at one of the seats sat a beautiful looking woman.
Light skin, like she kept out of the sun and ebony black hair.
She had a plate before her with different kind of fruits that looked like a piece of art on her plate, a delicious piece of art.
The moment she saw us entering the room she placed her utensils back on the table and gracefully wiped her lips with a napkin before she greeted Kevin's father.

"Father, I wasn't aware you would be joining me so soon. Had I known I would have waited for you."

"That's quite alright, Jasmine. I had some things I had to take care off and it took me less time then I had anticipated."

He sat down at the only other place that had a plate on the table, a little unsure I eyed the table.
Was it okay for me to sit down at the table or should I keep standing?
And more importantly, was I going to get something to eat?
Besides the fruits on Jasmine's plate, there was an array of freshly baked bread and tiny sandwiches to eat, it all looked tasty.

"You!"

The harsh tone of his voice made me flinch.

"Don't just stand there gawking. Get over here and kneel. Honestly, didn't that boy teach you anything?"

I scrambled over to his side and knelt down at the spot his finger had been pointing.
It hurt my knees to have to sit like that thanks to the scraps I got from the car crash.
But I think it would not have mattered how I sat, with that spanking from earlier it was going to hurt one way or another.
I could deal with the pain, it was the sight of food and my empty stomach I found harder.
It all smelled so good but was I going to get something or not?
I didn't dare to ask, fearing another spanking, so I just waited and hoped he wouldn't forget I need food too.

A little confused I watch him take a photo of me before he fiddled a little with his phone and placed it to the side.
Other than that he ignored me.
For about ten minutes or so I listened to their idle chit chat while they ate.
It wasn't until my stomach made another noise that the attention of the old man shifted to me again.

He looked at me like I had said something rude to interrupt them.

"You have something to say?"

The harsh hateful tone made it clear, I wasn't going to get anything.
I turned my face away in shame, knowing he only called me out to humiliate me.

"No sir..."

I muttered softly, hoping he'd drop it and refocus his attention on this Jasmine girl.

"Father? Why is that dreadful creature here anyway? Her noises are spoiling our nice breakfast."

I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying something spiteful back.
It would only get me in trouble and I wasn't stupid.
Thankfully he responded before the silence became too awkward.

"She's what's going to make Kevin come here and marry you."

The smile on the girl's face widened in a content surprise right before she squealed like some schoolgirl seeing a basket full of cute puppy's, while I think mine paled a little.
Kevin's dad didn't respond to it but looked right back me.

"Tell her all she needs to know about Kevin and I'll consider letting you go."

He'll let me go, just like that?
Is he serious?