Bought

Chapter 8

I walked over to it and took the little letter. I opened the sealing and took out the note, it was handwritten.

' Dear Crissa,

I have had a lot to think about in the few days that you have been working for me. One thing is, I am glad you took the opportunity and came to work for me. I enjoy having you and the butler seems to enjoy your presence also. But- '

I rolled my eyes then crumpled up the letter and threw it in my closet angrily. He didn't enjoy my presence! He uses me then gets angry at me for things I have no control over!

I ripped open the package and found a few boxes of new clothing and a picture of me an my family. A tear fell down my face, I miss them so much.

* The Masters POV*

I just stood there angrily and annoyed as she went up to her room. The butler looked at me surprised but didn't dare say anything. I grabbed my plate and brought it to my room to eat.

As I ate, I started to wonder about what she thought about her presents. I hope she liked her letter... I had to admit, it was a little formal at first... But after that part I put some very deep things in it. I looked through the clothes, I found a ballroom type dress, it was light pink with a glittery bottom half. I smiled then thought,' I may be mad at him right now, but I do love the clothes he gets me!' I put it down on my bed and saw a diamond heart necklace with matching earrings. I laid them beside the dress and picked up a silk see-through gown. I frowned then threw it beside the dress and picked up the last thing, it was a frilly dress that looked like it went to the top of my thighs.

After I looked at all of my items, someone knocked at my door. Then, I heard the master say," Let me in." I frowned to myself then went and opened my door so I could stick my head out of it and say," Why? So you can humiliate me again?!" He frowned then said," I'm your master! Let me in now!" I sighed, I knew I wasn't going to win, so I let him in. He closed the door behind him as I went over to my window and looked out of it. I didn't want to look at him.

Next thing I knew, he was behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist and whispered into my ear,"..... Don't forget who owns who here." Then, he started to kiss my neck. As he did, I felt my face get red with rage. How dare he!!!

Suddenly, I felt something on my chest. I looked down and saw his hands unbuttoning my dress from the front. I felt my eyes get wide, I knew I shouldn't have worn this bra!

After he unbuttoned all of the buttons, he turned me around then sat down in front of me. This is humiliating..

After a few minutes, he started to button all of the buttons again. Then, he left my room.

As he was walking out of the room, he said over his shoulder," Oh, and you didn't have to wear a push up bra to get my interest, you know." My mouth dropped then when he got to the door, he turned to me and smiled then left.

For some reason, his smile always made me feel weak in the knees and his kisses made me want to stay in his arms forever... But, that's not love... Is it?