I woke up to a in a large room. It is mostly black, it screams "kILo hERnENDEz". I sit up in the huge bed and examine the room.
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I see him sleeping on the couch across the room. I take a moment to look at every inch of him. He really is handsome, but his personality is shit.
I get up from the bed and sit beside his sleeping body. He's adorable His mouth is cracked open and his arms are crossed. I take the opportunity to play with his face. He has a very chiseled face with a sharp ass jawline and subtle dimples to mellow it out. Even though he is satan, satan is hawt.
I couldn't help but to notice the door. There's no way he just left it unlocked. I got up walked to the door and opened it.
A scary man was waiting for me on the other side. He was a huge solid man a few inches taller than kilo and bald with tattoos.
"You are not allowed to come out if you need anything you must ask boss first" he grumbled.
"Y-Yes sir" I stuttered. I closed the door and slowly backed away colliding into the warm figure behind me.
"Do you need something?"
"NO!" I shouted walking to sit on his bed facing the wall. I felt the mattress beneath me rise as he laid on the opposite side.
"We need to talk"
"Who the fuck is we?"I hissed.
"Then Talulah I need to talk to you."
"You know what? Actually there's nothing we need to talk about. In fact I want to apologize for not getting the picture. It took me so long to realize.....but it's ok I got it now I understand. I'm property of you, I'm an object, a toy if you will for you to play with and there's no way out. Of this life. So save your breath I'm not gonna fight I'll do what you want me to" I blurted out.
He dragged my be my hips on top of his pelvic area and cupped my face making sure that we locked eyes.
"Talulah... baby look at me. I am so sorry for what I have done to you. I apologize , and baby you are not an object you are a beautiful strong woman. I hope you can accept my apology"
I did my best to conceal my smile. He has never used this gentle tone with me. I wish he was sweet and gentle like this more often. My panties are sticky right now. The last time he was sweet like this was at the carnival. Oh yea he's the reason I got shot. Such a manipulative bastard.
"Kilo I don't trust you. If you want us to be on good terms You need to earn my trust"
"Baby I'm willing to do anything" he smirked.
"Like what?"I asked. I can feel a lump growing where I am sitting and I don't think it's just his lap supporting my weight.
Kilo's POV: "Kilo I don't trust you. If you want us to be on good terms you need to earn my trust."
