I looked at my new bedroom and sighed. Was it going to happen here or in his bedroom? At least he was civil enough to know that I needed to bathe and eat.
I had thought I would be trapped in that prison with only a bed. I also had an urgent need to use the toilet but I struggled to keep it in because there were other things to worry about as well.
I looked at the clothes he had gotten for me. They were all branded clothes. I wasn't surprised though, he was one of the wealthiest billionaires in the city and wore only designer outfits.
I picked out a pair of blue jeans and a white tank top. I saw the different colors of panties he had also gotten and shuddered, he must want something he can rip off me because the panties were mostly made of ropes.
I was shocked that he knew my dress siz
