I take a deep breath and look at the sky. This is too much. I never knew people practice BDSM and shit in real life too. But it is my only chance to gain my freedom and escape Xavier. "I want to read the contact first. "

"Very well I can give you the contract now. You have the whole night to go through it and then we can discuss any point you want in the morning."

I just nod in response. He takes his glass of wine and gets up. "Your room is the second door on the left side. One the bedside second drawer you will find the contract. Have a good night Ms. Royce. "

I stand up to leave the balcony and go to my room when Mr. Salvis again spoke. "I really hope you will sign the contract. "

I gulp and look in his eyes. Bad move. His eyes held so many emotions that it was hard to comprehend what it was. "We will see Mr. Salvis. "

Damn. Why did my voice sound so...so...different?

He gave a me last look and went inside a room, his room.

I took a deep breath and went inside my room. My room is simple and elegant with a queen-sized bed in the center and a ceiling to floor glass window on one side. I quickly go to the bedside and open the second drawer and indeed there is a contract.

I think this contract will decide my future.

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The sun is peeking from the slit in the curtains. I haven't slept much even though I'm beyond exhausted. My mind kept repeating the incidents that happened yesterday.

Xavier.

Jaxson.

Babygirl.

Violet.

Prostitute.

Pole dancer.

But then come to a stop with the thoughts of the same person

Mr. Salvis.

Its like cycle going on and on in my mind and for once I wish I had an on and off button for my emotions. I look at the clock on the bedside and sit with a groan. 7:00 am. Two hours of sleep, not bad.

I look at the other side of the bed where the contract is lying. I went through it last night and man I realized that there is so much on this Earth that I have no idea of. Duhhh. I haven't signed the papers yet but I know if I want my freedom I have to sign it today itself or he will send me back to the hell house.

But I don't know why there is something in his eyes that tells me he won't send me back there. Ever. Again.

With slumped shoulders, I get off the bed and wear back my clothes I wore yesterday. I really can't sleep in tight clothes.

I get out of my room to search for Mr. Salvis holding the contract in my hands. The living room is quiet and the balcony doors are still open. I go towards his room and knock.

"Mr. Salvis?"

No reply!?

I knock again but then again the same result. Maybe I should open the door and check if he is really in there. No no no, Daphne! That's a really bad idea. What if he sitting naked there?

Then we could see what's under those thin shirts. My subconscious says. I mentally slap myself and open the door of his room. Not to see him naked like my subconscious wants to but just to see if he is really in there so that we can discuss the contract and sign it before time is up!

You see I'm really not interested in seeing him naked, tracing his abs with the tips of my fingers, spreading chocolate on his stomach and lic----

Damn! Will you shut up?

I get inside his room and girl I think my subconscious has someone watching over her. In front of me is Mr. Salvis with his back turned to me, talking to someone on the phone in just a white towel. He surely hasn't noticed me yet so I took my time checking his back.

His dark brown hair is wet and looks almost black, tousled backward in a messy way. His biceps bulge with even a slight move. They aren't too much like a bodybuilder but just enough to make you drool. He must spend time working a lot. Drops of water caressing down on his smooth skin merging into the towel which is hanging loosely low on his waist-too loose and too low.

If only his back is so sexy then what about his front?

Get a grip, Daphne. You can't trust a person who is in these types of kinky stuffs, so what he looks like a greek god better say an incarnation of Hades himself.

Even though those kinky stuffs turn you on?

Shu----

"Done checking me out?" I lift my eyes, which were earlier set on his ass to his face which has mischievous smirk plastered on his lips. Shit, he saw me staring. His back is still facing me, arms resting beside holding his phone and face looking at me sideways. He turns to me completely. "You will get see more of this if you would sign that contract you are holding." He says pointing at the contract with his index finger.

"Um..mm.. " Why my mouth is so dry? I clear my throat, look in his eyes, and then continue. "I read the contract over the night and there are a few things I didn't understand. Can we discuss it before the time is up? "

He holds my gaze for a second and then nods. "Make yourself comfortable in the living room, I'll be there in a second."

I go --no run out of his room embarrassed with red cheeks. I go to a minibar at the side of the room and take out a bottle of wine. I'll need it while discussing the contract. Moreover, I can blame the wine for my red cheeks.

I hear shuffling and look in front of me, Mr. Salvis coming towards me as confident as ever wearing a dark blue shirt with black pants. The sleeves are rolled to his elbows making his muscles more visible. The top two buttons of his shirt are open enough to remind me what's under that dark blue piece of cloth.

He sits on the bar tool beside me and eyes my glass of wine. "Isn't it too early to have wine? "

"I thought it will help me discuss this contract. I hope you don't mind. "

He smirks "Not at all. Shall we start? "

"Yes"

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