Chess [Justin Bieber interracial fanfic]

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"Indika where were you? I was worried sick." Mimi questioned once I had appeared in the kitchen.
"Uh, I just went out for some fresh air."
I lied. Mimi nodded but it seemed as if she wasn't completely convinced.
"Alright anyway come help us make food for the family." She smiled beckoning me over. I walked over and started helping. In no time we had finished. And the family came down to eat.
"So are you a virgin?" Master smirked when I was pouring the tea. He had a loud powerful voice so everyone around him heard. Including Justin. Everybody's eyes were fixed to me as they waited for my response. I gulped.
"Yes sir." I whispered. Why was he asking me this? Why did he have to know? My palms became sweaty. And before I knew it I had dropped the hot boiling tea all over master.
"I-i am so sorry sir." I said looking down. Game over Indika. Game over.
"Sorry? You think you can just say sorry and everything will be alright?" He said raging with fury.
"I-i didn't mean to it was an acci-" tears start to stream down my face.
"Oh my here come the waterworks. You know what? I gave you a chance. I had slight sympathy for you and this is how you repay me?" He said grabbing my dress and standing up. And then. His hand. Hit my face.
"Where's my whip?" He asked clapping his hands.
"Please sir. I swear I will-"
"Shut up!" He shouts making my heart jump. He pulls his whip and raises it.
"Hit her. I dare you." I hear a voice mutter. Master turns around baffled.
"Justin stay out of this." He yells.
"No. Hit her. I dare you. Do it and see what I'll do to you." He says.
Master let's out a loud groan of anger.
"You. You devil child. You're breaking up my family. Look you're causing all this." He says pointing at me.
"No dad, you caused all of this." Justin shouts. Master rages with anger.
"Simon?" He shouts clapping his hands. Suddenly a tall black man appears next to master.
"Take her to the red room." He says sternly. The red room? I feel large sturdy hands grab my shoulders and drag me.
"Please no please let me go." I cry as I get further away. The man stops as we get to a small room with steam. He unlocks the door and opens it.
"Good luck" he whispers before pushing me in.

a/n
I actually don't like this. Poor Indika. Thanks for all the reads! Love ya
-kendra👸🏿✨.