BB.10 MARRIAGE? (Revisi)
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"So… You are my bitch." Dominic pulled himself away a little, and his hand took Jean's chin so she could look at him.
"And stop putting a sad face in front of me. Do you think I'll feel sorry for you?" Dominic put on his smirk smile.
"A slut is still a slut. I've brought you to this place, you should thank me. And do you think it's all free? You are mine. From the strands of your hair, your body, and everything in you is mine. Then, I can just throw you away if you're no longer needed." Dominic's hand touched every surface of Jean's skin.
Jean bit her lips hard, not because she liked Dominic's touch, but rather she just held back anger, sadness, hatred so much for Dominic and herself.
Dominic was right. Her body, even her hair belonged to him. He has bought her at a fantastic price, and it was reasonable that all his orders were absolute.
"Put it on and get out of my sight." Dominic told Jean to leave. Dominic turned his back on Jean, who was taking the dress she wore earlier and putting it back on.
"I thought you were different." Dominic muttered to himself after Jean left him.
****
Four days have passed since then. Dominic left his mansion. Jean was alone in the large mansion. Delia and Eliot were nowhere to be seen, and Jean believed they were with Dominic.
Jean only occasionally saw a maid come to clean the room and prepare food for her.
Jean headed to the balcony of the house. One word for the house was 'cozy' if only Dominic didn't make the atmosphere worse.
Of course, the mansion was like a magnificent palace with a grand yard.
Jean couldn't stop thinking about Dominic. She flashed back to the first time she met Dominic at the club, and he helped her from a jerk.
His face, the way he looked at Jean's face, was very different from the last time Jean met Dominic.
Jean let out a rough breath. She looked around and also the clothes she was wearing.
"I'm like a princess who is dressed in beautiful clothes and given delicious food, if only the prince wasn't him." Jean remembered Dominic.
Soon after that, a luxury Lamborghini and Ferrari entered the house. Dominic appeared with Delia from the same Lamborghini. Meanwhile, the one who drove the Ferrari was Eliot.
"They are very suitable, beautiful and handsome." Jean muttered.
Jean saw Dominic's togetherness with Delia, which she thought were more like lovers. Even though Delia and Dominic didn't do anything, they just basically walked side by side, Jean saw it differently.
When Jean was staring at Dominic from the balcony, Dominic, who felt he was being watched, looked up where Jean watched him.
Jean chose to retreat and slowly left the balcony. She then went to her room.
Her heart was beating fast only because Dominic stared at her earlier, even for only a few seconds. His intimidating gaze made her freeze.
Not long after that, the door opened and violently closed again. Dominic came with vast strides to scare Jean.
Jean stepped back step by step as Dominic drew closer to her. Her temples were sweating when Dominic was right in front of her.
"W-what d-do you want?." Jean stuttered because Dominic was so close that she could feel his breath.
Unexpectedly, Dominic pushed Jean and climbed her.
"Why do I come here? Of course I miss my bitch." Said Dominic right on Jean's nape and took a sip.
Jean clenched her fists tightly, afraid that Dominic might go too far on her.
A strange feeling came through the core of Jean's body, something wanting more than just a sip.
Jean closed her eyes, restrained herself even though her body said something else.
"You like it, huh?" Said Dominic between Jean's alcove.
Jean opened her eyes consciously. She also pushed Dominic's body away from her.
Dominic laughed sarcastically.
"You enjoyed it, earlier."
"N-no"
Jean's words were interrupted.
"Don't worry, I won't touch the b***h carelessly."
Dominic's words hit Jean. b***h, b***h and b***h. That's all Dominic always said to her.
"Change your clothes. We're going somewhere." Dominic ordered Jean and walked out leaving her.
However, his steps stopped when Jean said something to him.
"I'm not a b***h!" Said Jean with difficulty, braving herself to snap at Dominic.
Dominic turned around and came back to Jean.
"I bought you at a brothel. Then if not called a b***h, then what? Comfort woman? Slut? Lust satis..."
Before Dominic continued his words, Jean slapped Dominic hard.
Dominic's hand touched the right cheek where Jean slapped him.
"Hot." Said Dominic, grimacing a little because Jean's slap was hard enough and left a little mark on his cheek.
"Can you stop calling me a b***h? Don't you ever wanna know why I got to the damn auction place?? You paid a lot of money for me. I'm so grateful about that. But I'm not a b***h like you mention to me over and over again!" Jean took the liberty to say something like that.
Her tears rolled down her cheeks. Dominic was right that she was a b***h. But it wasn't her wish either to be at the auction place.
"Allow me to get out of here. And I promise to pay off all the money you've spent on me." Jean tried to negotiate with Dominic.
"With?" Dominic curtly asked.
"Hah?!" Jean looked nervous to answer Dominic's question. She also didn't know how she could pay off the huge amount of money that Dominic had spent on her.
"How are you gonna pay for it?" Dominic asked again.
"I-I, I will pay with anything, even if I have to sell my internal organs." Said Jean.
That was all that was in her brain. Most importantly, at this time, she could get out of Dominic's house.
"Your defiance makes me want your body." Dominic grabbed Jean's slender waist and pressed it against his body.
"Can you feel it? He woke up because you yelled at him." Dominic rubbed 'his' which was covered by the pants against Jean's thigh.
Jean backed away, but Dominic gripped tightly so as not to come off.
"You don't want to take responsibility?" Said Dominic sensually.
"G-get me off. Do you think I want you to touch me??" Jean rebelled in Dominic's arms.
"HA HA!!" Dominic laughed loudly at Jean's refusal.
"This is the first time I've been rejected." Dominic wiped his tears, laughing out loud.
'Is he out of his mind?' Jean thought.
"You really make me want you Miss Flo, but not now, even though I want you right now. Because today we're going somewhere." Dominic released his grip on Jean.
"Now maybe you say you don't wanna be touched by me. But then don't scream deliciously when you're under me." Dominic took Jean's hand and kissed the back of her hand.
"Change your clothes quickly, or you want me to tear all the threads stuck to your body?" He threatened.
Jean then ran to the bathroom to change clothes.
*****
Jean and Dominic are on their way somewhere. Jean didn't ask where they were going. Dominic didn't tell her either where they were going.
They sat next to each other, but no one said a word. Jean was busy looking at the street, Dominic was busy with a laptop on his lap.
When Jean saw a mansion bigger than Dominic's mansion, he turned to Dominic, who was still busy with his laptop. She didn't have a clue what he was doing.
"Are you interested in sleeping with me now?" Dominic realised Jean turned her head and watched him.
Jean turned back to the car window again. Asking Dominic wouldn't do any good either.
The car was parked as a sign that their trip had arrived. Maids came to open the door for Jean and Dominic.
Jean's eyes couldn't be separated from every corner of the room. The house's interior was extraordinarily luxurious and certainly has fantastic price, making anyone amazed who saw it.
Jean gasped as Dominic's hand tightly grasped hers. Not only gripping, but he also hooked his fingers between Jean's fingers.
"Don't be surprised. We'll do this a lot, and you'll also be confined under me." Said Dominic while he deliberately kissed Jean's lobe.
Dominic's sudden changes towards her gave her goosebumps. She thought hard how it could happen.
"Stop making out in front of me, Dominic Archer." An old man came over to Dominic and Jean with his dignified face.
'Who is she?' Jean asked.
"Grandpa." Dominic approached the old man, who turned out to be his grandfather.
"Bad boy, why did you just visit me now?" Dominic's grandfather slowly hit Dominic's head with the stick in his hand.
Dominic's grandfather, Wilson Bernard Archer, was a respected billionaire throughout America. He owned a company that was highly respected by anyone who became his rival.
All of his assets were currently divided into three, the first forty-four percent for Dominic's father, namely Adam Archer, twenty percent for Dominic, ten percent for employees who were already dedicated to his company and the rest for Wilson himself.
"Your girlfriend?" Wilson asked when his eyes met the figure of a woman who didn't say a word.
"He is my future wife, Grandpa. I came here to ask permission to marry her." Dominic smoothly said the word.
Jean, who heard Dominic say that, was immediately shocked and let go of Dominic's grip. But Dominic instead pulled her closer and kissed Jean's cheek in front of Wilson.
"Is that true, beautiful lady?" Wilson asked Jean.
Jean only blinked. She was confused because everything just happened at such a fast tempo. Moreover, Dominic didn't say anything about marriage.
"Don't look at her like that, Grandpa. She can be scared." Dominic tried to joke.
"Am I missing something?" Another man suddenly came.
"Adam." Wilson greeted Adam Archer, Dominic Archer's father, with enthusiasm.
Another case with Dominic. He wasn't happy. He even hardened his face, a sign that he didn't like his father's presence.
"Hi son, long time no see." Said Adam to Dominic. The one who was greeted was just silent, ignoring his father's greeting.
Jean, who was close between them, felt a very gripping aura from the father and son. She didn't know why. It was so cold between Adam and Dominic.
'What's wrong with them? 'Jean thought, wondering about the situation between the Archer family.
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