My Psychotic Master

Chapter 3

Jack walked over to me, "Are you ok? I promise that he'll never look at you again," He said. I could care less about that... "I'm fine, it doesn't bother me; I work in a bar, I get that all the time, all of us do."

He growled slightly in the back of his throat, "Not on my watch you aren't. No one is going to be getting away with staring at you and thinking the way that they do when I'm around. Understand?" He asked. I nodded, a little scared now. I couldn't control who looked at me. 

"How do you know what they're thinking?" I asked him. He glared a little, but not at me, at the thought of what the men were thinking. "I just know." He didn't want to say anything else on the subject and I definitely wasn't doing to push.

He put his hand on the small of my back and started walking me back downstairs and to the room that my bag was in. There was a huge bed and a couch, with a few dressers around the walls and then a big closet and bathroom attached.

"Go take a shower and get into something comfortable, you look like you need some rest." I nodded, feeling suddenly tired as he said it. "A-Are you sleeping in the same bed?" I asked timidly. He laughed softly, "Yes, but don't worry, I won't touch you." I nodded, I knew he wouldn't, I could get him in trouble for that, we had an agreement that covered me being here for 7 days, but that doesn't really cover things that he does to me.

I went and took a shower, it was really relaxing to have my own alone time. I knew that Jack was just outside in the other room, but I felt nice and safe in here. I think I felt safe around Jack... Well, I knew that I wouldn't be hit on or hurt while I was here, so I felt safe, but I knew that the people around him weren't safe. I wonder how he got away with all of this, how the police don't catch him. He was really smart, I had to hand that to him, so that's most likely how.

I don't know how long I was in the shower for but it was one of the longest showers I've had. I dried off and slipped on a big T-Shirt and a pair on shorts. Usually I sleep naked but obviously that's out of the question.

I walked out and Jack had his back to me, and was slipping on a shirt. You could see the ripples from his muscles in his back and then there were even more marks; scars. I felt sorry for him, he's been through all this pain, but at the same time, he brought this on himself, I knew that he liked to provoke people. I guess that gives us something in common.

He turned around and gave me a little smirk, "You better behave yourself tonight, don't be trying to turn me on," He told me. My heart picked up, "No I-I wouldn't." I stuttered out. He laughed, "Keep telling yourself that princess." I glared at him and scoffed, "I'm far from a princess." 

He walked over to me and touched my chin, holding it a little with his thumb and forefinger. "You are for this week." I turned away and crawled into the bed. It was so comfortable, but I wasn't mentally comfortable and I went as close to the edge as I could. 

Jack laid next to me and he didn't have a problem with spreading out as much as he wanted. "I bet you're just loving this," I mumbled. He turned his head towards me and his smile was menacing and  he nodded, "Yes, very much so."

I turned away from him and cleared my mind, I didn't want to think about what was going on because then I would never be able to sleep. I bet Jack will sleep like a baby though. It didn't take long before I felt myself dozing off and just let it happen.

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I woke up and felt something weird on my wrists, like leather bracelets, but then I also felt them on my ankles too. I sat up so fast that I fell out of bed. Jack was sitting on the bed and he doubled over in laughter, "Shouldn't have hugged the edge of the bed last night, then you wouldn't be on the floor," He said.