King |Justin Bieber|

Chapter 11

                    |Sierra's P.O.V.|

I was bored out of my brains, I had been sat on this seat for so long now either day dreaming, playing with my hair or mostly, staring out of the window. Justin had been going in and out of the room and I thought to myself, why did he need to bring me here? I mean he may not trust me but I'm definitely not going to be running away again after what I had to face.

I yawned looking over at the telephone as it rang constantly before Justin pressed a button on it and it stopped ringing but a females voice was heard, "Mr Bieber, Aaron Sanders is waiting for you," I raised my eyebrow as I listened to her speak.

"Send him in" Justin replied before pressing the button again probably hanging up. I didn't bother asking who Aaron was, I didn't even care to be fair. Not long after there was a knock at the door and Justin instructed the person to come in.

The door opened and I turned my head back to see a man walking in, he was in a suit however looked very... Unkept, his hair was a mess and his shirt was hanging loose, his trousers seemed far too long for him and he was looking terrified to be here, poor guy.

He glanced down at me and I gave him a smile, maybe that's all he needed I thought. He returned giving me a weak nervous smile before stepping forward.

"Good afternoon Jus- I mean Mr Bieber..." He stuttered out, I instantly felt so bad.

"If you are here to discuss the money, I want it now, Sanders" Justin dominantly said sounding nothing but harsh. "I understand that Sir, but I can't right now... I have a 3 year old daughter and I need to provide for her so-" Justin cut him off instantly "Stop with the sob stories. You should thought of your daughter when you took 50,000 from me, this isn't a fucking gift shop Aaron" Justin spat making me look at him in shock, did he not listen to what this guy was saying?

"Please Mr Bieber, I just need a little more time. I don't know how long it will take but I really need some time" the poor guy begged surely that was enough for Justin to understand.

"No, I want the money now Aaron, I don't give a fuck about your daughter or you" My mouth parted as I tried my hardest not to say anything, but it was too hard, this guy was probably struggling already as it is and Justin was just being stubborn and greedy, he didn't need the money right away, he was freaking rich as hell and even though 50,000 is a lot of money for this Aaron guy, for Justin its not much.

"Justin, stop being so greedy and listen to the guy" I angrily said making him look at me, staring angrily back me "Sierra, stay out of this" he spoke firmly. "No! Your such a horrible person, can you not understand the guy needs time? Just because you don't have a family doesn't mean you have to ruin this guy's" I answered standing up, instantly regretting what I said as he stared at me with the most anger, his eyes darkening.

He quickly stood up moving his chair back "Aaron, you have a month, now get out" Justin spoke looking over at Aaron who seemed to be so relieved thanking Justin before leaving leaving me and Justin.

"I'll deal with you when we get home, put your jacket on, now" he demanded, 'deal' with me as if I were a dog that needed to be tamed.

I put my jacket back on, my heart racing as he dragged me out of the office. Past the lady at the desk before pushing me in to the elevator, "What are you-" he cut me off "Shut the fuck up Sierra, you're making this worse for yourself" I stayed quiet, what have I done.

Once we got in to the car he sped home, not stopping once, he got out and came over to my side pulling me out before slamming the door shut and marching over to the front door where he quickly unlocked the door and pulled me in with him.

He pulled me upstairs and by every step closer to the bedroom, my heart started pounding and I couldn't bare the thought of going through what I did the night I tried running away.

"Stand there" He demanded stopping and waiting for me to go over to the bed, he didn't seem that angry now, but I knew he wasn't happy with me.

He came over before sitting down on the bed right in front of me. I was so confused.

"Strip" he simply said, my eyes widened as he looked up at me as if it were the simplest thing to say.

"What?" I asked shakily. "You heard me, take your clothes off. Since you want to use the mouth so much, we'll put mine to some use" He suddenly said, a look of amusement on his face as my jaw dropped realising he wasn't playing around.

"Justin I-" "Do not go against my rules Sierra, don't make me angry" he spoke with gritted teeth, my heart dropped when I knew, he was dead serious.