Chapter 8

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A baby pink floral dress fell onto the single bed that Grace was assigned to.

“You like this one?” Daniel said, and waited for a response.

Grace moved her hand to her lip and shook her head.

“Fine.” and Daniel sighed as he hung the unwanted dress back in it's place and rolled he's eyes when he picks up the next dress that looked most suitable. A white dress, perfectly tailored for her shape and covered anything from the neck to the knee.

“I like this one.” Daniel held it up by it's hanger and smiled. “Seems perfect.”

“Okay.” Grace whispered, and then cleared her throat. He put back the dressed and held Grace close in he's arms. He inhaled her sweet scent of vanilla and gingerbread. “I love you so much Grace.” He whispered in her ear and then kissed her neck. Grace stilled like a statue and let him proceed he's motive to 'butter her up'.

“Move with me.” He whispers again.

Daniel takes her by the waist and moves her arms up so they lean on he's butch shoulders. They slowly move around the room, and it's almost like Grace was born to dance. She didn't stamp on he's foot by mistake or stumble into him at all! She kept up with the rhythm and after minutes of the same action and getting the hang of it, she started to smile, knowing that she was having fun for once. Daniel smiled back, but kept he's concentration. A quick surprise of a spin occurred, and she spun on her toes landed back in he's arms. She nuzzled into he's chest and could smell he's natural smell of Calvin Klein colon. 'It was heavenly' she thought to herself, and it made her feel aroused and wanting more, but now wasn't the time.

“I think you've got the gist of this, eh? How about we get you ready for tonight's event?” Daniel whispered in her ear, and then nibbled at her ear lob making her blush and weaken at the knees. She nodded, and he took her bandaged hand and pulled her into the bathroom.

“I'll let you wash yourself.” Daniel murmered, and then exited the room closing the door shut.

Grace twisted the taps and added coconut bubble bath to the tub. She corrected it's temperature and stepped in and sunk in to some quiet time and relaxation.

Daniel used he's time to lock up the playroom, and then got distracted from a phone call from he's manager..

“Daniel! You have client's! We haven't heard from you in days, why haven't you returned any of my calls?!” The croaked man yelled.

“Yeah, some thing has come up.. It came pretty fast. I'll be at the party tonight. We can talk then.” he hung up after he heard the manager sigh and put he's aggression on hold.

Daniel forgot to lock the office, and he was in he's walk-in wardrobe choosing a swanky Tuxedo to wear at the party that evening. It had to match the white.

'Eenie Meenie Miney Moe.. Catch a fisher by its toe.. If you do, let it go.. Eenie Meenie Miney Moe.' and he's finger pointed to a freshly pressed suit in white with a black lining and black bow tie to match. He smirked and then heard Grace stomp her foot down on the floor and several seconds later the door opened, and she walked down the hallway and into her room, to get herself dressed.

She pulled up a fresh white thong around her waist and tugged on a push up bra, to match. Grace felt like she was living a new and better life now. With a sexy rich man, who secretly adored her. Being treated with the best products and top of the range clothing. Basing her habitat in a huge house. No huge, is too small of a word. Just too big, she could easily get lost.

After she parted her hair, and fluffed it enough, that also came with a nice glaze of hair spray, gassing out the room making her cough a little. She got to work on her make up.

Grace didn't wear much heavy muck on her face, so she kept it subtle with a a little of mascara and compact powder, and finished with pearly pink lipstick that made her lips gleam.

“Wow, those lips would look good around my cock.” Daniels voice called out, Grace jumped in shock, and left her with a streak of liquid eye liner on the side of her face.

“and I see your trying to look like Cleopatra?” Grace rolled her eyes as Daniel sniggered and then came up behind her and swept he's hands around her figure.

“I'm so excited.” Grace said in a very soft voice, whilst rubbing off the mess.

“Good. I am too. I'll get to show you off.” and he started kissing her again.

Grace smiled and minutes after she got up from her dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. She then sighed, and it caught Daniels attention.
“What's wrong?”

“Where Paul used to hurt me.” She then turned a little and there was indication of bruising smeared across her back and along her right thigh.

“That's what makes you beautiful.. and I did not just get that from One Direction's song.” and he laughed a little, and it worked on cheering Grace up.

“Any way, I best get ready myself. I'll meet you downstairs.” he then strolled out to let Grace finish dressing.

She clipped in a pair of large white pearls on each ear lob and then puckered her lips, turning on her heel and heading towards the stairs. As she did, she noticed, the office door open a little and saw a photo of herself portrayed across the back wall. She opened it more, and then walked in further.

She started to hear footsteps so she grabbed what was closest. The diary to all he's collection and plans. She hurdled down the stairs with the book firmly between her thighs. She was thankful for the length of the dress.

Daniel didn't leave he's room. But, Grace took her time to flick through this hardback book and see what little secrets he was hiding. When she opened up the first page, in the bend, was her grandmothers bracelet and it made Grace bring a tear to her eye. She missed her family soo much! The next thing she saw was a little sachet stapled to the paper. She looked closer through the transparent plastic, there were C shaped things, that were a yellow colour and quite hard... 'Finger nails?' she thought.

She shivered and then turned the page. A diary entry, she guessed.

I love her soo much. She looks so beautiful. I was dead lucky when I caught sight of her in the shower that one time. I need to see her. Touch her. Kiss her. Make her mine! I don't want anyone else to own her. But me!

He hair is gold spun into angelic curls that bounce from her shoulders. Her eyes gleam blue and in the sunshine they go lighter and compliment her silky soft skin.

I want to ride her and whip her. I want to bruise her and scar her.. no that she has done wrong. She will be obedient. She will be me slave. She will be a good girl. and she will enjoy the punishments that I give to her!

One way or another.. SHE WILL BE MINE!!!!!!!!”

Grace's voice trembled to know what he's real thoughts were. To know the truth about him. She was afraid, but in love with him.

Suddenly, more footsteps echoed through the house and she clenched the book between her legs again in fear.

Daniel came hurdling down the stairs and the smell of Klein swept into the living room where she was perched.

“Hey beautiful.” Daniel called out, and then kissed her on the forehead. She smiled like nothing was wrong and her inner thought told her not to react or mention this tiny book of deep secrets.

“You ready to go?” and Daniel offered he's hand.

She nodded and took it with a big fake smile, still holding the book between her legs.

He opened the car door outside the house and they jumped inside holding each others hands and being chauffeured to the party.

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