His Toy (Book #1)

I'm The What!?

I stood there while they stared, feeling very uncomfortable as their eyes swept me up and down, taking in every inch. After a few minutes had passed, I cleared my throat which caught all of the males attention and directed it back up to my face.

Mason then cleared his throat and held his hand up, extending his arm towards me, and spoke.

"Leo, this is Reagan, the one I've spoken to you about."

"I see." Said one of the men whom I assumed was Leo.

"Isn't she the 'pet' you had brought to you for your own personal enjoyment? Why, she's just a stupid prostitute." The woman sneered, saying pet with suck disgust in her voice I could practically feel it raking my body.

I had started descending the stairs but stopped abruptly when I heard that word. I looked up from my feet, which I was watching to make sure I wasn't going to trip and fall, to see the two males look at Mason with surprise. Mason's face seemed to drain of color and he looked as if he was at loss for words.

"Yes... She is, but-" he started to say with uncertainty but got cut off when the woman decided that it was her turn to talk whether he was done or not.

"Why the hell would you want her?"

I stared at her not knowing what emotions to feel. Anger? I mean, she's insulting me. Embarrassment? She is announcing to everyone that I'm just some stupid prostitute. Confusion? She's saying this stuff, but why?

"Look at her; she can't even speak. Does she have a voice? Is she just a mute? Can she do anyth-"

"I can speak, thank you very much. And I would appreciate it if you would shut up and stop assuming the worst in me. What the hell have I ever done to you?" I spoke with suck authority in my tone that it not only surprised all three guests and Mason, but also me. I never knew I had that in me.

The look of surprise didn't last long on her face because it turned to pure rage.

"How dare you talk to me like that you little whore!" She screamed and lunged for me.

"Tessa!" One of the men roared and shot his hands out, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her back.

"Are you just going to let her talk to me like that?" Tessa shrieked in disbelief, throwing an arm up towards me and looking at Mason.

"Well, being that she will be of higher rank than you, yes."

She let out am over exaggerated groan and melted into the man holding her.

"Wh-what are you talking about Mason?" I questioned as I moved towards him.

He turned to me, his eyes finding mine and holding, causing my breathing to hitch. He then turned to me and began to walk in my direction, stopping when he was about a foot or two away.

I stood there and stared at him confused. What was he doing? Then I watched as he bent down on one knee and pulled out a little black box. My mind couldn't comprehend what was happening at first but within a couple seconds my body started to rattle and my hand rose shakily to my mouth, and my eyes widened in disbelief.

"Reagan, would you please do me the honor of marrying me and becoming the future Luna?"

I opened my mouth but I couldn't force myself to respond, no matter how hard I tried. My jaw had dropped, leaving my mouth wide open, probably making me look like an idiot.

Did I want to marry Mason? The guy who kidnapped me and killed my mother? The guy who has somehow broken through my barrier, and found out more things about me than I ever wanted anyone to know. Could I really bind myself to him like this?