6

life is a bitch. So just fuck it!

But why do I feel like life is fucking the hell out of me right now?? I'm getting pregnant in the head I feel like exploding! But shit, no matter what I complain, nothing will happen. Somebody owned me right now and just the thought of it makes me wanna puke.

Ha! I laughed to myself. It's Jandrix-freakin-Alexis-DiMarco, the hottest evil billionaire himself of all people. The one man in this planet with an oozing sex appeal of 10 kilometers radius around him. The very content of my nightly dreams is only him and no one else. just thinking about the warmth of his caress on my skin makes my whole body feel warm.

"Shall we go now, Ms. Cabrera?" said a uniformed man who approached me. after placing a long coat that reached my legs on my shoulders, he led me towards a black limousine parked outside the Dark Casino building. It also opened the door for me to enter.,

He is not here.

at a large luxury hotel in New York the car stopped. Only high society people can enter here. No wonder someone like Mr. DiMarco, for all I know he might be the owner of this place.

"We're flying?" I gaped at the two men who escorted me. Instead of entering one of the suites, we were on the rooftop, waiting for a helicopter.

"Mr. DiMarco lives on the top of the mountains. It will be a very rough ride if we go by the road.." they politely responded.

after over an hour of air travel we reached DiMarco's mansion. Mansion was an understatement. The place was very huge it almost occupied the entire peak of the mountain. A literal palace perched on a high mountain next to a steep cliff. I didn't know there was such a place, I mean I only see it in the pages of magazines.

I was greeted by my countless assistants. the entire palace is surrounded by beautiful lights, the chandeliers are huge and the luxury hotels are endless in the splendor of the palace. The house is complete with elevators and escalators. the fireplace in the living room is huge, and it's scary to touch even a foot of the appliances because it's obvious that they're all worth millions.

What did I get myself into?

"Please wait here for a minute, Mr. DiMarco will see you in a bit. Can I offer you something?" I was told by a beautiful house staff who seemed to love the uniform even more than me. We are the same age but he is much taller. She is also strawberry blonde and has a model body.

"Water please.." because my throat was really dry.

the woman nodded at me and offered to take the coat. But since I was almost naked, I didn't give up. He came back with water and then left me again. My chest pounded non-stop, I didn't know if I would be excited to see him again, or scared. what happened between us was very vivid in my memory, I was still shivering with the thought of his hands all over my body. That was the first time I was made aware of what a male species can do to my system. It even occurred to me that I might have fallen in love with a complete stranger. Not once did I think of going back to that bar just in case I saw him.

.by some insane and twisted work of fate, it turned out that that man was Jandrix Alexis DiMarco, I couldn't begin to imagine how America's wealthiest most elusive bachelor was at the wrong time and at the wrong place during that night, I almost made love with him!

I suddenly tensed, I hit one of the expensive figurines that was placed near the table. I tried to catch it, so I was surprised when instead of catching a figurine, I grabbed a soft hand with long fingers. then the breaking of the thing I was saving just registered in my hearing.

I don't know what to understand first, the expensive figurine or the hand I'm holding that I'm sure is the owner.

He tasted it. I looked up, his bright eyes greeted me. My lips parted. Up close, I felt like I was staring into the face of a demon pretending to be an angel. His face is gentle but the sparkle in his eyes is strange. "Sorry.."

"Sorry you held my hand, or sorry you broke my 200-year old China antique?"

There is a trace of suppressed annoyance in his tone. I didn't mean it, why did he have to take me to his house?

"Have a seat.." he just said when I didn't respond to his sour tone.

"It doesn't matter, I might get your sofa dirty and make you even more angry.." I whispered.

"I'm not angry because of that.." the corner of his lips lifted as if he was secretly laughing at me.

My eyes widened. Does he understand tagalog?? but he is not Filipino, and he has no Filipino blood I am sure of that.

"Sit down." he ordered in a tone like I can't refuse but I will regret it. He asked before my ass was even on the sofa. "What are you doing in that place, Ms. Alyssa Fay Cabrera?" he had a bit of a Russian accent but he spoke directly in Tagalog as if it was his own.

I didn't know my name was that sexy? Maybe because he said it..what is his question again? Thank you

"What are you doing in that place?"

"I'm trying to get myself a rich husband." I answered mockingly. I didn't need to explain to him why I was there.

He laughed. That very seductive laugh made me feel like I was transported inside the room and then he was on top of me. That's an animal. I want to hurt myself because I can't really think straight.

"You're trying to get yourself gangbanged and sold to private brothels and fun houses. That's what they'll do to you so you'll be worth their money."

"Well It's a good thing you're rich, and you got me--"

"What makes you think I'm not doing the same thing once I'm done with you?"

I swallowed. "Would you..?"

"We're not even friends. I didn't even know your name until the auction."

"Then why did you buy me, Mr. DiMarco?" my voice was casual because I was trained to be complacent even in delicate situations like this, but my heart was full of inexplicable trepidation caused by this person.

"Because for some insane reason, I'm very curious about you?" he said that while staring intently at me as if reading my personality. "You said you're a virgin? What the hell is a holy virgin maiden like you doing in a dirty place like Dark Casino? And why are you so persistent about following Dr. Wolf.."

so his curiosity saved me from being ?what's he called that again?gangbanged?

"You don't have to know. You see, Mr. DiMarco, my virginity and my personal life are hardly any concern of yours--"

"You're my property now." he said quickly. in an instant, he was only a few inches away from me. I had to lean slightly on the sofa to move my body away from him. "Every inch of your skin.." the back of his hand crawled on my cheek.. "..every strand of your hair, and every piece of your soul.." his finger came to my lips and froze there "..are my personal property. You belong to me now, you don't own your life anymore."

My lips trembled at his touch. if someone else had said it, I would have probably laughed at it, or maybe kicked it in the jaw. Why can't I find the courage to even think about getting rid of his possessive gazes and caresses? Why, instead of protesting, am I happy to hear that I belong to him?..

"I'm not anybody's playground.." I managed to hiss.

"Really? We'll see about that.." he whispered. I was almost deafened by the pounding of my own chest when he lowered his face closer to mine. Will he kiss me again? What will my reaction be now that I am sober and my body is free of alcohol? I didn't mean to but I closed my eyes in anticipation of repeating that kiss again.. "Dinner's ready." he said.

I opened my eyes. He won't kiss me? I got a taste when he slowly walked away from me with a smile.

"The staffs will take you to the dining room, I'm afraid I'm not able to join you tonight, but I'll see you tomorrow.."

"I'm not hungry."

He laughed at me. "You need your energy for tomorrow because we are going to see your mother.."

I was surprised by what he said. "How did you know that?"

He shrugged. "Is that still important? I can heal your Mom, you don't have to follow that Dr. Wolf one after the other. you have to stay away from him, you know he's a very dangerous man."

The two staff came to accompany me to the dining room, he also turned his back on me. "Mr. DiMarco?" I call

His eyes were smiling when he faced me, I almost drowned in the depth of them. "Why are you helping me like this?"

"Because I can. And because I want to." my heart couldn't handle his wink at me. I sat down on the sofa again. I followed him with my eyes until he left. I don't understand him. I can't read his mind. if it's just a trap he doesn't need to waste time trying to tame me because he can do whatever he wants with me. He is a powerful man, he is the type who gets everything he wants.

Did we feel the same when we first met? it's nice to dream, but it's dangerous.