King |Justin Bieber|

Chapter 13

                   |Sierra's P.O.V.|

I slowly let myself wake up and my eyes adjusting to the sun rays that beamed through the window, the rays were blocked by a Justin who stood with his towel wrapped around his waist, his body was still wet as little droplets of water trailed down his toned abs.

"Great, you're awake," he paused walking over to his stack of drawers pulling out a pair of Calvin Klein white boxer briefs. "I've made you breakfast, but I won't be here for long so make sure you eat, all of it" he spoke, warning me. "Where are you going?" I asked rubbing my eyes as I sat up pulling the covers to my chest.

"I have a few meetings today. There isn't much point in bringing you because you would get bored like you did yesterday" he turned around "And especially after that stunt you pulled yesterday Aaron," he chuckled dropping his towel I quickly covered my eyes gasping as he so freely dropped his towel.

I heard him chuckle "Come on sweetheart, its not like you don't want to look" he teased making me groan rolling my eyes "Can you please just put something on!" I said with annoyance as I kept my eyes away from... Him.

After hearing him laugh he told me I could look and thankfully he was now in suit trousers but had yet to put on a shirt but it was better then nothing.

"Can I trust you following my rules today Sierra?" He asked as he buttoned up a new white shirt. "Yeah" I whispered hating the way he talked with so much dominance and control.

He looked at me through the mirror raising his eyebrows as if to question my answer. "You know not to lie to me sweetheart," he said his voice controlling and firm as he kept his brows raised.

"I know" I nodded wanting to avoid him getting mad at me for being rude back to him.

"Good girl," he paused, I wanted to roll my eyes badly but I wasn't looking to be punished. Yes, I'm not going to lie, last night... Was truly amazing, but it was meant to be a punishment changing to pleasure, and that's the way Justin works. He wants me to know my punishment and then he will give me pleasure, it was confusing to me.

"Now, I will have my alarms on on all the exits so if you try to open the front, back and garage door, the alarm will be set off. And I do not want to be giving you another punishment, understand kitten?" He said it so simply get with so much control and power.

I swallowed hard nodding as I looked down at my hands not knowing what to say or do "I'm going to head of now, if you need me, just call," he paused walking over to me as he straightened his tie out.

"I'll see you later sweetheart" he smiled pressing his lips against my forehead as he moved my hair out of the way.

"Bye" I almost whispered before he left. Sighing deeply I laid back down letting my head hit the pillow as I groaned in annoyance, I've practically just let this all happen. In the moment everything feels so right and then I remember how much of a control freak he is and how he won't change his ways e.g. the punishments. Honestly, how does he expect me to like him when he's punishing me. It was almost impossible.

But I had come to the conclusion that I wasn't going to be running away. I couldn't. Even if I tried, he'd find me. Like he said 'I belonged to him'