King |Justin Bieber|

Chapter 10

                  |Sierra's P.O.V.|

I kept the towel wrapped around me as I left the bathroom stopping in my tracks when I saw Justin stood near his side of the bed putting on his watch. He looked up and over me, his eyes travelled up and down from head to toe, "Where are my-" he cut me off as I peered over at the bed to see that he hadn't put out a shirt or undergarments for me to wear.

He took my hand and pulled me over to the other side of the room were his closet was, I hadn't actually ever been in there but I knew it was huge. He opened the door revealing the large closet, "I bought all of your old clothes... I'm going to be bringing you with me to the office until I first you won't do anything stupid at home" he spoke as I looked around, on one side was all of his clothes, and there was a lot. On another side was shoes and then opposite was a bunch of clothes I recognised, all of my clothes.

"You went to my house?" I asked in disbelief as I turned around to face him.

He shook his head "I got someone to go" I wanted to ask him about my mom, how she was, if he knew. How my brother was, were they looking for me? Was she crying or was she trying to keep herself together? The thought of her so broken made me want to cry, but I held it back.

"Get dressed sweetheart, its cold out so make sure you wear a jacket" he said moving closer and pressing his lips against my forehead letting then linger there for a couple of seconds before pulling back, I couldn't help but take waft of his strong scent, it smelt so good. Before he walked out.

With a deep breath I went over and ran my hand through the hung up clothes. I opened one of the drawers looking at all the pairs of undergarments, none of them were mine. Justin must of gotten me new ones, ones that only he would like.

With a sigh I put them on, he left me no option.

I then went through the clothes and they were all the ones I had at home, he hadn't left anything behind. I pulled on a pair of black high waisted and skinny jeans with rips in the knees, I took a plain black shirt and put it on before I pulled on my kaki green bomber jacket, I wanted know how he managed to get all this. Without my mom knowing?

I put on my black vans and then stood up, I walked out of the closet looking down at my feet as I left the room and went downstairs, having the breakfast he made for me whilst he went to get some files from his office upstairs, once I was finished I put everything away before hearing him calling me, I looked down at my feet as I walked towards where he was, I bumped in to his hard chest, he quickly stopped me from falling.

"You have to look where you are going sweetheart" he muttered lifting my head up to look up at him, with his finger under my chin he caressed my jawline.

"You're so precious" he muttered licking his lips I couldn't help but glance down at them, they were so plump and pink, so kissable. Moving my hair behind my ear he stepped back taking my hand in his large one he pulled me out of the house.

I stood to the side as I waited for him to lock up, he was right, it was freezing outside. Taking my hand again he led me over to his shiny white Ferrari, opening the door for me I sat down before he came over to the other side, sitting down and starting the engine, he drove out of the driveway and down the road.

He moved his one hand from the steering wheel and on to my thigh gently caressing it with his thumb, I looked down at it still feeling uncomfortable. He seriously thought he could treat me so amazingly and with love, after what he did yesterday? I didn't understand him. I really didn't.

I ignored his hand on my leg, as nice as it felt, I didn't want him to think he can get comfortable with me and act as if he was my... Boyfriend of some sort.

He turned the engine off before getting out, in that time I looked out the tinted window at the large building in front of us. Opening my door he took my hand and pulled me out before shutting it behind me, and locking it.

I looked up to see 'Bieber Industries' written in big gold italic letters across the glass building.

Instead of taking my hand, I felt him snake his want hand on to the small of the back, suddenly moving it under my jacket and shirt and placing it on my bare skin of my back.

"Come on babe" he smiled leasing me in to the building.

Inside was even better, it was a huge reception and was very fancy. "Good morning Mr Bieber" the lady at the front desk said to Justin who simply nodded at her before walking in to the elevator were we stood in silence, well I just stood there whilst Justin looked down at the file in his hand.

Once we got to the top floor as I assume, we entered another receptionist, in front was blurred glass showing another room but it was too blurry to see through.

He took the key card from the lady at the desk and pressed it against the keypad before it flashed and unlocked. He placed the card in his pocket before opening the door for me, letting me in first.

"You can sit down here, I've just got some important phone calls to make and I'll show you around a little okay?" He said leading me over to the chair opposite the desk and his large chair.

I nodded, not that I had an option I thought, sitting down, I stayed quiet just staring out of the large window wall that overlooked the while view, yup, this was definitely Vegas.