"Hello Mr. Dolan. How are you doing today?" I asked nervous to meet my new boss.
He sat at his desk just looking at me. He is a very intimidating man. He has a jaw line that looks like it would cut you, his beautiful hazel eyes make you want to melt into them, and he has such a cute little mole on his chin.
"Sit. Now!" He said in return. Ummmmmmm... Rude much.
"Do you know why you were selected for this job?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Umm, I suppose because I was the most eligible for the job." I retorted confused by the question.
"No you were chosen for this job because you were the only applicant that I could stand to look at." He said as a smirk grew on his face while he looked me up and down.
"Mr. Dolan that is very inappropriate." I said quite flustered.
"It's cute that you call me Mr. Dolan. But please call me Greyson." He said as he walked out while smacking my butt.
I sat in silence for a minute comprehending what just happened. After that surprising moment I just finished my day avoiding Mr. Dolan I mean Greyson... I guess.
I was on my way home when I saw Greyson standing on the side of the street yelling into his phone.
"Are you okay Mr. Dolan?" I asked.
"FINE!" He yelled into his phone as he hung up. "I'm sorry did you say something?" He said in his low raspy voice.
"Yes I asked if you were okay." I said.
"Y/N I specifically remember telling you to call me Greyson. But you still insist on calling me Mr. Dolan. Why is that?" He asked.
"Because you are my boss and I want to be professional with you. But you insist on being inappropriate and harassing me!" I explained a little annoyed.
"Is that all you see me as? Your boss? I picked you as my assistant because you are hot. And I mean beyond hot. I was hoping that maybe you would want to start a relationship with me."
"Am I supposed to think that my boss want to be in a relationship with me. Even if you weren't my boss I would still think that you are to good for me. I mean come on look at yourself once in a while. Those beautiful hazel eyes, that gorgeous jawline, and the most amazing mole on your chin. I thought in my mind that someone like me wasn't in your league. Hell, I think I'm about 10 leagues below you."
He walked up to me and smashed into mine. I didn't hesitate to kiss back. He pulled back and someone walked behind me and put a bag over my head. I screamed and screamed. Then I found myself falling asleep.
I woke up in a strange room with no windows. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I quickly realized I had a gag in my mouth. I tried to take it out but I had ropes tying my hands together behind the chair.
I heard someone walk in and I braced myself for what was going to happen.
"Well, well look who's finally awake."
I know that voice any where. I quickly turned my head and saw Greyson standing there with a huge grin on his face.
"I'll take the gag out if you promise to be a good girl." I shook my head. He took out the gag and I gasped for air.
"Why are you doing this to me. I kissed you. I thought that meant something!" I yelled turning red.
"See here is the problem I did want something with you but my brother saw you kissing me. That's when the bag got put on your head. It was filled with sleeping gas. I was like what the fuck. All he said was. We can share. So now you will be our personal slave."
"What the actual fuck is wrong with you!" I screamed.
"Listen to me very carefully. Rule #1 You do not use swear words or talk bad to Ethan or I. If you do there will be consequences. Rule #2 You will call me daddy and only me. If you call me Greyson or Mr. Dolan there will be consequences. Rule #3 We get to use you whenever we want. Occasionally we will want you together you will not disagree. If any of these rules are broken you will be punished. Understand?" He asked.
"Yes." I answered scared about what he meant by punishment.
"Yes what?" He asked with a smirk growing on his face.
"Yes, Daddy." I answered.
"Good girl." He said undoing my ropes. "Now lets go swimming." He said with a huge grin on his face. "Your bathing suits are in the closet." He said pointing at the walk in closet next to the bed.
I walked over and browsed. Omg these barely even cover me I thought to myself. I put on the least reveling one I could find and walked out the door seeing Greyson leaning on another door.
"Dayum you look hot, let's go" He was already shirtless and had his swim trunks on. He led me through about two dozen corridors until we finally got to the outside door. We stepped outside and my jaw dropped. I was mesmerized by the pool. The water was bright pink, with blue bubbles. It looked gorgeous.
"Shall we." He said taking my hand.
"Why are you being so nice to me if I'm you slave shouldn't I be locked in a room with no lights and chains on my ankles?" I asked confused by his gesture.
"Is that what you want?" He asked.
"Well no but this is not how I was expected to be treated. It's nice...... For what it is." I started to cry as it finally hit me. I was just kidnapped to be a slave. I will never see my family again.
