Ivy was an very quiet girl. Ever since her dad died, her mother hated her and blamed her for his death.
Due to this Her mother sold her off. And the woman she just so happened to sell her to, was a mafia boss.
She looked at me through the mirror and went back to looking at the road. We've driving for a while. Seems like whereever she lives it's very far.
Soon the car came to a stop. "Out."
I looked up to her opening the door for me. I stepped out of the car. I looked ahead and my eyes widen.
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Its so big and luxurious. She's really rich. I looked back and I didn't see the other two cars that was there before when she first came. But I can't trust her. What if she uses me for money? I don't want that.
"Come with me." She took my hand and walked up the steps. I followed behind her but not wanting to go anywhere.
She snapped her fingers and two men dressed in black opened the door. "Welcome Home ma'am." They said in unison while bowing. The had glasses on so I couldn't see their eyes.
We walked and I took in the scenery around me. The walls were beautifully painted and the furniture was nice.
I was getting curious. I noticed that there was a black door near the stairs. I wonder what's in-
"Look at me."
I turned my attention towards her. She grabbed my chin and turned my face back towards the door I saw. "Never, under any circumstances, do you go in that room. Understand?"
I gulped and then nodded my head. I don't know if I should speak or not.
"You have a mouth, use it."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Just Willow is fine."
"Okay Willow."
She took me by the hips and pulled me closer. "Now you'll be a good girl and listen to everything I say. Do I make myself clear?" She sounded serious.
"Yes Willow."
She looked me up and down and pulled me even closer, our faces almost touching. "I change my mind. Call me Ma'am." She was literally piercing into my soul with her eyes.
I called her what she wanted me to. "Yes ma'am."
"Good girl."
She then pulled away and turned around. "Follow me." She took my hand and practically dragged me upstairs. She's walking way too fast!
Once we reached upstairs, she took me down the hall. There were multiple doors. I followed her to the one on the left. She opened the door and walked right in with me following behind.
The room was painted pink and white. My two favorite colors. There were small plushies, glass animals, flowers, a comfortable work desk, and a walk in closet.
"This is your room. I hope you like pink." Her tone was still as deadpan.
"For me? T-thank you ma'am." I looked at her and smiled. I don't have to share a room with anyone. But what if she's just being nice to later on trick me? I have to keep my guard up. Tho there's not much I can do.
"I like the color."
"Glad you like it. Now get some sleep, Tomorrow morning we'll have a talk. A very serious one. Goodnight."
"Goodnight-" she walked out before I could finish. That's a bit rude.
I sat down on the bed. It was comfy and soft. I took off my slippers and turned off the light.
*********
"Ivy get down here!"
"Coming!"
I got of bed at 6 in the morning. I had a nice hot shower and was looking through my new wardrobe. Everything looked so nice I was almost too afraid to wear them.
I wore a black crop top, demi shorts and a pair sneakers. I hurried downstairs to meet Willow.
When I got down there I saw a couple of people. Well two people. They looked to still be in highschool.
They turned and smiled at me. I smiled back and waved. I must be polite and grateful.
"There you are." Willow said from the couch. "Come over here." I approached her and sat beside her.
She looked me up and down before speaking again. "On my lap."
I felt my face getting red but I complied regardless. I stood up and sat on her lap. I couldn't face her.
She took my hand and placed it around her neck. She then held my hip. "So how old are you?"
"25." I answer.
She turned my head to face her. "Are you attending college?" She asked. Her tone was more soft but you could hear the deadpaness.
Is that even a word?
"Well y-yes... Wait no I- no."
"And why not?"
I looked down for a bit and then back at her. "M-my mom burnt my school supplies and everything that I had for the semester. This year was supposed to be my last." I start getting teary eyed.
She looked at me and caressed my cheek. "Tell you what. I'll pay for your last year at this semester." Her tone got softer and I widen my eyes.
"You would do that for me? B-but I thought -"
"You thought I was gonna use you for my own ideals?" She laughed at me and kissed my cheek. Okay now I'm having lesbian panic attack. "Don't be ridiculous. I have a heart."
"So, I help you through your last semester and in return I expect that you won't disappoint me and that you'll respect and listen to everything I tell you. Deal?"
I smiled widely at her and nodded my head. "Yes ma'am I won't disappoint."
I looked over at the two people that were sitting across from us. "Who are they?" I asked.
She looked over and smiled. "These two are Jackson and May. Jackson lives here and May is just visiting."
"Hello!" May greeted and smiled
"Hi." Jackson said. He had a very strong Russian accent.
I smiled at them and waved. "Nice to meet you two I'm Ivy."
"Nice to meet you Ivy. We're just working on something so don't mind us."
Maybe I'll actually have a good life here. I'm getting to go to college after summer and I have a actually nice person looking after me. I can't judge her. She may be cold but she seems nice.
