Chapter 8

Before I had even reached the house the dog I saw before stopped me. I knew Riddick was following me close by, so I expected him to send the dog away or something. I stopped and watched the dog named jack sit right before the door, like I needed permission from Riddick to even enter the house now.

A warm hand gripping my neck made me shudder. I felt Riddick's body right behind mine, his fingers stroking my neck.

'This is Jack, you've seen him before. He's well trained.' I just nodded. I had seen that much.

'Move,' he told the dog, who instantly stood and moved aside. Riddick chuckled, before I moved too and felt how his fingers were pulled back from my neck.

'He won't hurt you, as long as I don't order him to,' Riddick informed me further. I turned and watched him take his coat off.

'Well that sounds reassuring,' I murmured. I saw how his lips formed a grin.

'Just don't piss me off and you'll be fine,' he said, walking towards me. I wondered what he had in mind. He slowly lifted his hand bringing it to the zipper of my jacket, undoing it slowly.

'Are you cold?' he asked me, his eyes never leaving mine while he opened my jacket. I took a shaky breath.

'Not- Not really,' I stuttered. His grin expanded.

'Shame, I would have loved to warm you up. It'll have to wait.' His kind words didn't match his eyes. They seemed far too dark, too terrifying to match his words. He motioned for me to turn and shove my jacket from my arms.

'I'll have another, customer, before dinner, make yourself comfortable,' he said, bowing his head closer. I nervously licked my lips, understanding he was going to kiss me. I saw how he stopped moving right before his lips touched mine. He grinned before he softly pecked my lips, then pulled me closer in his arms. He surprised me with his gentle kiss, but soon he turned it into something intense, something lustful and demanding.

Right before he almost dropped my jacket to the ground, he ended the kiss, but kept me close.

'Maybe I should just, cancel that customer,' he told me. I swallowed and felt how my cheeks had reddened. He laughed.

'Don't worry, we'll make up for it tonight.' He kissed my cheek before he released me and moved away, my coat still in his hand.

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I had seen two men enter the house, walking into Riddick's office. They seemed foreign, Russian or something. One was muscular, like Riddick, the other lean and long. I sat down on the sofa on the opposite site of his office, so I had the best view. Through the glass wall I saw the back of the two men and Riddick's face, talking and grinning. I wondered what kind of deal they wanted to make with him.

I shook my head and turned my mind to the book in my hands. Reading was nice, it took my mind off my life for a few minutes. What had felt like minutes could have been hours as I was suddenly distracted when the door of the office opened and loud talking was heard, but not in English. I sounded like I had been right before, Russian. Riddick laughed and shook hands with both men before they turned and saw me. For a moment they stopped, their eyes scrolling up and down my body before they spoke to one another. Even though I could not understand a word they were saying, the meaning was clear. They were discussing me. I rolled my eyes and adverted them, returning to my book. I heard Riddick's voice, cutting them off before the ushered them out the house.

I was just getting back to the story when a figure kneeled before me, catching me completely off guard.

'Are you hungry, little Hazel?' Riddick asked me. He was eye level with me, his hands finding my knees. I closed the book and put it to the side.

'A little,' I answered him. He grinned and took my hands before he stood, pulling me with him.

'Come,' he said, leading me to the kitchen. The table was set and some deliciously pulled meat was in the middle of it all. Riddick pulled my chair out for me, before he walked to the other side of the table, taking place as well.

'Maybe I should lock you up during my opening hours,' Riddick suddenly said. I looked up, shocked and afraid he was serious. But he wasn't.

'Those men were debating making another deal with me, a deal including you.' I watched how he started eating, but I was not feeling hungry anymore. Letting Riddick have me every night was something I hated, but having him share me with other men frightened me even more, the thought made me sick.

'Eat,' he said, when he noticed I wasn't. I didn't.

'That's a joke, right?' I asked. The words sounded stupid, but I needed to know. Riddick suddenly seemed to understand my distress, my fear. And he stopped eating too.

'I am not planning on sharing you with anyone, if that is what you are afraid of,' he told me. His eyes searched mine for more questions, but I remained silent.

'I made a deal with you, and I have kept it. But it don't want any more adjustments of that deal. I- ' I stopped right there. I didn't need him to know more. But Riddick's curiosity was prickled.

'You've what Hazel?' he asked me. I shook my head.

'You seriously think I would let anyone else fuck you? Hell I have only deflowered you yesterday.' His words sounded angry and harsh. Did he mean that? I lowered my gaze. I could not lie to myself. I had been afraid he would use me in another deal with someone else. I could only hope he wouldn't.

'Well if you think that low of me…' he continued. I quickly looked up, seeing him eating again.

'I didn't meant to offend you. I am just sharing my fears with you,' I said softly. His eyes found mine quickly. He licked his lips and then moved a little closer towards me.

'I can promise you one thing, just to settle those fears of yours. I will not let you go, never and for no one. You belong to me, completely. I will be the only one to fuck you, to pleasure you and to have you. Period.' I bit my lip nervously. However those words meant I was his forever, they made me feel a little better too. He seemed possessive enough to keep true to his words, I hopes so.

'I didn't meant to anger you,' I said, slowly taking my fork and eating a bite. I noticed he wasn't.

'Baby, you will know when I am angry. Now finish your plate, you will need it.'

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