WARNING: OOC & Adult content


Chapter Two

The warm running water from the shower just keeps on flowing down her body as she was sitting on the tub. But no matter how many times she'd wash her body with soap, scrub it, and rinse it with clean water all over again, especially her 'used' intimate part, she still and will always feel dirty. Not physically but her purity and dignity as a woman is what has been tainted countless of times already. She just keep embracing her naked body under the artificial rainfall every time she finishes scrubbing her body with soap and rinsing it. Unnoticed tears were falling down from her eyes along with the running water. She just keeps trying to wash her body as if it would finally give her the idea of being pure once again for she could hardly remember how many hands, lips, and manhood have made contact with her body and maidenhood. It was awful and disgusting to the point she couldn't avoid self-loathing for not fighting against it.

Maybe it's always been about looks and appeal. When one if is gifted with a stunning physical appearance, he/she tends to be the center of attraction most of the time. And she hated that feeling. During her pre-teen years, she loved the way she feels flattered whenever people praise her for her beauty, talent, and her lovely personalty. Most kids who are the same age as her and even younger ones idolize her for being the perfect example of woman with exceptional beauty and brain. But it didn't last long when she started to realize what her Grandpa Rob meant by some boys being deceiving and full of temptations. Grandpa Rob always reminded her not to easily fall and give her trust to someone, not even to those who have a mouthful of sugary words. Now she knew why, thanks to those men in her life. It's not that she's stereotyping, it was just unfortunate for her that she had deceiving and men full of temptations in her life like what her Grandpa Rob is always telling her about. Grandpa Rob is just really the man she could trust and protect her when she couldn't hold onto anyone, especially her real parents. Now that she lost contact with him for almost three years, it's only up to her to fight and protect herself, which she constantly fails to do.

As the remaining suds from her body were finally rinsed, she stood up from sitting under the shower and stepped out of the tub. Before she could wrap the towel she grabbed from the rack, her own reflection in the large mirror caught her attention. The mirror allowed her to see the whole outside of herself. She could hardly recall the last time she ever had the guts to look at her reflection in the mirror. Looking at her current physical appearance right now, she could tell that she got skinnier than the last time she checked her body. It didn't surprise her though, especially when her mother often purposely feeds her less to maintain the kind of body she has. She was kind of a heavy eater and lover of sweets but she doesn't gain weight that much. Still, Irene believed that she might force herself to eat heavy on purpose to replace her appealing curves with fats, and doing such control on her eating may be one of the best ways to keep manipulating her. She's got a curvy and slender figure, a body every other girl are desiring to have. Breasts and buttocks that are naturally huge unlike other girls who had to undergo a surgery to enhance theirs. But then again, she hated it. She hated every bit of it.

Her arms crawled up to her chest to cover her bare breasts. It kind of took some time for it to sink in her mind that another man touched used those, and especially used her whole body. Last night has become one of the longest nights in her life, and there's more to come like what Siegrain said. But it was nothing compared from the other longest nights she had for those were the worst. Siegrain is surely one of the sickest men in her life, but a part of her is telling that it is better with him than with the man she despises the most right now. At least Siegrain is a different man, not like the one who stole her innocent away from her. Grandpa Rob has saved her multiple times from those kind of men. He was her savior and protector as she grew up. But the time had to come when she needed to save herself from those kind of people on her own, and she failed to do so. She could hardly imagine how much it would break her Grandpa Rob's heart once he finds out that she ended up being sold to fulfill Siegrain's needs and desires.

All of the sudden she felt her legs slowly weakening until they collapsed on the ground. She found herself leaning her body on the wall while embracing her legs and sitting on the floor. Tears started falling down from her eyes once again. If there is another thing she would die wishing for, that is to never cry again. She hated the fact that no matter how much she tries to stand up for herself, she still ends up losing and crying on a corner. Grandpa Rob motivated her to be a fighter, but in her case with her parents, she couldn't do anything.

"Erza, please just let him this night…I'm begging you. He'll leave us if you don't give him what he wants…"

"Come on, sweetheart…give me some sugar…"

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Siegrain carefully read the text printed on the papers faxed to him. He compressed the phone between his ear and shoulder while taking more papers with photographs coming out from the fax machine. "Ultear, are you sure you've gathered everything about her in here?" He asked his 'assistant', Ultear, through the phone. "No, sir, these are only few of the basic information about her three years ago when she was still a model of Sorcerer Entertainment and few clothing lines and magazines." Ultear answered. He was stopped when she did mention Erza being a former model, which made his attention turn to her pictures. Those were few of her modeling photographs for some clothing lines and magazines. She was only 17-19 years old at those photographs. Siegrain couldn't help but study just how young, charming and innocent she was in those photos. Her smiles on every photos are just simply captivating. She was indeed a beauty. Even so, the thought of her being his 'escort' just keeps bothering him. He started wondering how come a beautiful and famous girl like her ended up being a wench.

"Apparently, aside from being a model, she's also a known vlogger and social media influencer in the city of Magnolia. " Ultear added. "We still haven't gather everything about her family background and history. But according to a blog of hers, she is adopted, and we're still trying to figure out the name of her adoptive parents."

"Adopted?" Siegrain raised a brow, and suddenly recalled something during the auction. "Ultear, umm, the lady from the auction did mention that she was 'sold' by her mother. You may ask them about her mother and find out everything about them…"

Little did Siegrain know that Erza was standing on the arched entrance of the dining room and could hear everything about his intention of having her background checked. He was facing on the large glass window while talking on the phone. "Of course, I need to know where this girl came from. She'll be my escort from now on, and will be posing as my wife until I get my inheritance. Also, do schedule a doctor's appointment for her within this week. I wanna double check if she's free from any transmitted disease. Alright, just call me when you have a new update." Then, he hanged up his phone and slipped it inside the pocket of his jeans.

"Umm, good morning." Erza greeted him, immediately making him turn around to her. Surprised by her presence when he just finished talking to his assistant about her background investigation, he couldn't decide how to greet her back. "O-ih, there you are!" He cleared his throat before greeting her back. "Uh, good morning." Erza could hardly look at his eyes directly, not after what they just did last night. With the black off-shoulder cocktail dress he gave her, she felt a lot uncomfortable with half of her breasts, shoulders, and legs too exposed. She wouldn't even want to see how he stares at her right now with it.

"Have breakfast with me now. There's something I need to discuss with you." The bluenette told her and took a few steps to get to his seat at the dining table. Erza followed him headed towards the vacant seat on the opposite side of the table with an empty plate and sat on it. The 6-seater dining table was filled with various breakfast meals which is too plenty for both of them. For Erza, she took it as some kind of blessing for her. It's been a while since the last time she was fed a satisfying and decent meal. She could eat how much she wanted to. After all, it was one of the fruits of being someone's 'whore'. Irene is no longer around to boss her. This man, in front of her, shall take the honor of ordering her around.

Both of them started eating even before they could talk about anything like what Siegrain said. Erza, without any shyness at all, gave herself the freedom to take any of the food served on the table. She was literally starving, especially when Irene didn't even let her have lunch and dinner last night was all about being someone else's itch scratcher. Siegrain did notice that she was longing for food by the way she eats and chews, so he let her have few bites before opening up whatever he wanted to discuss about. Unknowingly to Erza, he was studying her while she was busy eating. Until now he couldn't stop thinking about how she ended up being his paid woman when she had a decent job before. The image of her looking so fragile and innocent while they were doing it last night just keep flashing inside his head. He also wondered why would she and her mother lie about her not being a virgin anymore, like it would matter to him or it would make any difference with the money he bid to get her. All the girls he paid for pleasure are all the same for him anyway, whether pure or not. Though he couldn't help but feel curious who is the lucky bastard that took her innocence.

"I'm sorry I didn't offer you dinner last night." He broke the silence without looking at the redhead's eyes directly. Erza raised her head a bit and tried to look at him straight in spite of the awkward atmosphere between them. She gulped before answering, "It's okay. I understand that I…needed to fulfill my job first". Mentioning her 'job' instantly took most of her appetite away. She could barely lift the waffle on the fork knowing it was one of the fruit of her said job. Images of how she did her job last night started flashing inside her head one by one. Even so, being with her own 'family' is still a lot worse than being with Siegrain. Her freedom from the people she despises the most in exchange of pleasuring him.

As Siegrain was close to finish eating the food on his plate, he cleared his throat before actually opening up what he wanted to discuss with his new 'pleasure giver'. "Erza, do tell me everything about yourself." Erza stopped from eating for a second and progressed for answers she could give to him. "Since you've probably heard about my intentions of having your background investigated, let's not waste time, and just talk about it right now." He continued and took a sip from his coffee. The redhead, still, couldn't utter a word unknowingly where to begin with. Her black eyes remained on the coaster where he placed his cup of coffee back and still could not match with his directly. "T-there's nothing much about my life. I'm just a girl-"

Siegrain scoffed at her, cutting her sentence off, "Nothing much about your life? Your what, just a simple girl who ended up being an escort for better life? Oh, please! You were a known model, and vlogger. You are an adopted child. Is that nothing much about your life?". He started tapping his fingers beside his plate on the wooden dining table. "But that part of your life was like three years ago? Tell me what happened. Where did you end up and how did you end up with this kind of job? For a better life? Come on, you work for me now, so do what I say."

Erza could feel her heart gradually beating fast from the pressure of being intimidated by the man talking to her. Her pre-teen and teenage years with Grandpa Rob are the best and if it was only the recent part of her life she would have written a book about it already for him. But her three years with her real parents are the story of her life she would never even enjoy telling to someone for those were the days she experienced what it is like to be in hell. "Yes, I was a model and vlogger before, but my parents stopped me. Yes, I was adopted when I was ten years old, but my real parents took me when I turned 19." She started.

"Oh, what was your life like with your real parents? I heard your mother sold you at the auction." He asked, making her suddenly feel uneasy.

"I, uh, don't want to talk about it really. But poverty or materialism is not the reason, I just…wanted to get out of their lives, that's all." She answered with her voice stammering a bit.

Siegrain, for the first time in his life, heard a different reason of intention. All the women he bought sold themselves either because of poverty, better life, material things, and the desire to be part of the upper class of society. Lot of questions are currently running around inside his head that he badly wants to ask her and find out on why would she trade her dignity as a woman in exchange of freedom from her 'real' parents that led a toxic life. Nobody knows, only she can answer those. "Hmm…that's odd." He murmured. "What about your childhood? Where did you live before you got adopted? Why did your real parents have you adopted and took you back when you were 19?"

Erza stopped for a moment, not knowing what to answer him once again. She gulped nervously started playing with fingers. "Umm, to be honest, I uh- can't remember my childhood. I mean, I have no idea where I used to live, with whom am I living with, and what was I like that time." She answered. Siegrain who kept being intrigued by her more and more, raised a brow and her and wondered, "You have no idea about your childhood?". The redhead nodded and explained as she finally forced to look at his hazel eyes directly, "Umm, yeah, I had an amnesia when I was ten. I just woke up in a hospital and I had no idea where I came from. My life basically started when I was adopted. And…about my parents, they said they had to leave me in a middle class family's doorstep because they were poor and couldn't raise me. The family didn't take me though instead they brought me somewhere else, which we all have no idea."

"Interesting", Siegrain nodded slightly as his eyes are finally in direct contact with hers. He suddenly remembered how his childhood was the worst of his. It was the part of his life that he always wish to erase. A part of him suddenly wished that it could have been just him that had an amnesia at that age. "So what about your real parents whom you currently used to live in with?" It makes her blood boil time he brings up about her parents. Different are starting to echo in her ears and images are flashing inside her head. They're the last person she would ever want to talk to.

"Erza, he wants you. We need him, we can't live without him. He said he'll leave us on our own if you don't do it…"

"All you have to do is to lie down, let him do whatever he wants, and just wait until it is over…"

"Come on, you slut, I thought everything is settled?! Do you want to die in hunger with your mother?! I said open your legs!"

"Don't worry, sweetie, it'll only be painful at first. Mommy is sorry…"

She suddenly felt the urge to close her legs that are underneath the table as the images that flashed in her head felt real. "Siegrain, I…don't really want to talk about them. They're sick and toxic people, that's all." She said, trying to divert the topic. Siegrain started to sense that there really is something fishy with her parents that she doesn't want to spill out. Well, even if she doesn't tell what kind of parents she has, he can assure he'll be able to have it investigated by his people and the connections he has. "You don't want to talk about it, but I seriously need to know about your background." He sighed hopelessly. "Anyways, I'll still find out about it so why bother to hide it from me. Because aside from the job you are auctioned for I am offering you something else."

Erza wondered what could be the offer he just mentioned. She silently prayed for it not to be something sexual like the service she is currently doing for him. "Offer?" She wondered. Siegrain stood up from his seat and started walking towards the big glass window. "My grandfather told me that I can't have my other shares and inheritance unless…I settle down with a wife and kid. He's giving me just this year to at least find a wife."

"S-so?"

"So…I am offering you to pose as my wife in public and for my grandfather-"

"What?" Erza gasped as unconsciously stood up from where she is seating out of surprise. "No-"

Siegrain turned around to face her. "Of course, it won't be for free. I know that not everything is free nowadays. That's why I'll be doubling the money you are only supposed to get for pleasing me. Name your price and tell me whatever you want." He stood in front of her, closely to her body and lightly pinched her chin. Erza immediately looked away from him. "It's only for a year. If you want we can go on for two more years, that is if you'll agree to carry my child. That'll quadruple your benefits."

"I won't-"

Siegrain took steps forward to get more closer to her, until he finds himself almost pinning her to the wall. "Still 'no'? Oh, come on, I thought all you ever wanted was to get away from you parents? If you settle with me temporarily, you'll get all the benefits you deserved from your work. Once you got them, you can start anew, away from them where you can live without them." He pinned his right hand on the wall beside Erza's face. "What else do you have in mind to make you say 'yes'?" Erza could feel her legs weakening with his presence always around. She felt a lot pressured by him cornering her with his arms. "You know, you could be pregnant right now. I didn't use protection on you last night. Come on, let's make a deal now. Help me get my inheritance and I'll give you anything you want, and that includes starting a new life away from your parents. I can make sure they won't come near you, if that's what you want to."

Erza felt a tear fell from her left eye as she took a deep breath. She'll give it a try. Even if it will be one of the riskiest decision she'll ever make in her entire life. "Alright…I'll do it. But promise me…that you'll do your part." Siegrain scoffed at her with a grin. "Of course, I never break a deal." He then wiped her tears away with his thumb. "But I'm warning you…don't you dare escape from me because I will still find you at every corner of Fiore. Don't you sleep with other men. I hope you can promise those as well."

"I won't…I promise."

"Good. Deal?"

"Deal."