My Boss Owns me (A billionaire lesbian romance)

Escaping her

Chapter 2 – Escaping Her

“Enough stalling little girl, it is time for your decision,” she growls into my ear from behind me. I haven’t moved an inch since she threatened to blacklist me.

“Ah, hang on, let me get this straight; if I don’t agree to sign myself over to you, you will ruin my professional life forever? But if I sign my life over to you, you can control me, and therefore my free will is gone forever?”

“Perfectly correct little girl.” She smirks while digging her nail into my shoulders.

“AH. T-this isn’t fair; please don’t make me do this.” I plead with her.

“Nothing is up for discussion; it is an easy decision. You agree to be completely mine and marry me, or you lose everything.” She basically repeats what I just said, almost stuffing my lack of options in my face.

Before I can say or do anything else, her office door is unlocked before being slammed open from the outside. I attempt to turn around and see who it is, but Miss Young blocks my view.

“Mark, I told you last time that my office isn’t free for all. You are to make an appointment with Vanessa, my assistant, not waltz right in here,” she warns him.

“I am your younger brother, not some business associate.”

“Yes, but work is work. Meaning get the hell out of my office and this building.” She growls, full of anger. She is so harsh and rude to her brother. How would she treat me if I agreed?

“Anyway, who is this you are hiding from me?” he questions, ignoring her.

“None of your business, now leave Mark. I will talk to you later when I am not busy.” She growls, but by the sounds of it, he ignores her and walks towards her.

“I’m not leaving, sis,” he remarks before sitting in the chair next to me. He looks like the male replica of Miss Young; it is uncanny. He seems taken aback for a couple of minutes, looking from me to Miss Young before saying, “Now what is your name beautiful?” he asks me; Miss Young sighs and returns to her desk while not taking her eyes off her brother. It is almost like she is sending him a silent warning. The warning could be anything for all I know.

Now is my opportunity to escape, but I have to act quickly. The door is still wide open. 

“A-ah, I need to go,” I mumble before jumping up and running out of the office. Good Luck must be on my side because I am able to slide into the elevator just as the doors are closing. The whole time all I hear is Miss Young call and threatening after me and her brother laughing.

The whole ride down the elevator, I try to develop a plan for how I am going to get past security and then stay away from her. Something tells me that she isn’t going to just blacklist me. She seems too determined, and if the way she acts in her business is any way to show. But perhaps she will get bored and let me be, just maybe.  

Once the elevator doors open, I come face to face with two big buffy guys blocking my path. I quickly run at them before darting off to the side, just missing them. By the time they realise I am not in their arms, I am halfway to the exit. I just keep running, and before I know it, I am in my car. I quickly jump in before taking off, back towards my home. My heart racing a million miles an hour the entire way home.

As soon as I arrive home, I sprint inside and double lock the doors before I start pacing back and forth in the lounge room. I can’t get my heart to stop racing as I panic about what I’m going to do. Miss Young is known for not letting anything stop her. I am just a minor bug compared to her, and that scares me the most. All she needs to do is step on me, and I am nothing.

“Freya, what on earth is going on in here?” Ally questions, causing my head to snap up in her direction. Ally stands with a worried expression in the entryway to our house.

“Something incredibly and unbelievable horrible happened at my interview. If I wasn’t there, I wouldn’t even believe it; It’s like something out of a book.” I ramble while pacing.

“Slow down, babe and tell me exactly what happened,” she says while grabbing my arms to get my attention.

“Um, can you please close the front door and lock it first?” I requested while looking outside to see if anyone is out there.

“Um, yeah, sure,” she falters at my worry before releasing me and locking the door. She then sits on the couch, ready to hear what happened.

“Um, well, when I got there, they informed me that my interviewer had been changed from Mr Davis to Miss young, the fricken CEO. So, I headed up to the top floor, where her office is. Once there, she told me to sit down, and when I tried to speak, she ordered me to be quiet. This went on for an hour before I got pissed and attempted to leave, but she locked me in and forced me to go back and sit down. Ah, once I sat down, she um handed me a contract that wasn’t just about a job there.” I slowly explain to her while pacing the room.

“Wow,” Ally mutters, “what did the contract have on it.”

“It ah, she wanted me to not only work for her but to also sign myself over to her and become her wife. It said that by signing it, I agreed to give myself over to Miss young. Meaning she would own me and control everything about me. She even wrote that my body would be owned by her, and therefore she controlled it.” I stop for a break before sitting down next to her; her widened eyes meet mine as she grabs and clutches at my hands. I look down before continuing the next part, the part I am too ashamed to even speak out loud.

“It ah, said, well she wanted me to become her wife. It stated that by signing it, I will agree to give Miss young ownership of my body. From the second I sign the contract, she controls my every movement. All my life choices have to be approved by her before commencement. She actually put that in the contract, like hell. It was at that point that I stopped reading, and I don’t even want to know what was in the rest of the contract as there were another ten pages left.” I growl out the last part. I kept my eyes downcast away from Ally’s the whole time, as I am too scared to see her expression.

“Are you pulling my leg?” Ally questions.

“No-no, I wish I was. But this all happened.” I try to convince her.

“Well, how did you get out of there? You didn’t sign the contract, right?”

“No-no, I didn’t, I promise.”

“So, what happened then?”

“Um, well, I refused to sign the damn contract. Her response was threatening to ruin my career by blacklisting me, practically only giving me two options. Sign the papers or ruin my life. Fortunately, her brother barged in and provided me with the chance to run, so I did. I had to run from her security team and everything. I can’t get my head around it though, why would she go to all this trouble for someone like myself. There isn’t anything special about myself. I am an average woman. And she had the contract ready! So, does that mean she knew who I was before I even came? But she is a billionaire, and I’m working two jobs just to support myself.” I ramble on, suddenly I can’t breathe, and I start to hyperventilate. I panic, making my breathing more erratic.

Ally Jumps up and starts saying something, but I can’t hear through my panicked state. Before I have a chance to help myself calm down, I begin to feel very dizzy, and before I know it, my world turns black.