Candy

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They spent a total of two hours in the mall and stores, buying her new clothing. Tank tops, shorts, jeans and shirts. Even one or two skirts. The entire time, her leash never left her throat, and she made no move to remove it, after experiencing what would happen if she disobeyed. The entire time, his eyes remained troubled and annoyed, sometimes not even looking completely at her when giving her clothing. His gaze sometimes would burn into her skin, as if he was evaluating her every move and every detail of her body. He muttered often, seeming deep in thought.

The clothing was paid for and placed into bags, which Grace carried into the limo they had come in. Even then, his face was cold and in thought. The ride was silent.

Except when he snapped.

"That's it!"

Grace startled, jumping with wide eyes at the sudden burst. Looking at him, she tilted her head with a quirked eyebrow. He leaned towards her face, a satisfied smile on his features.

"Candy!"

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Silence.

Dumbfounded silence.

She stared at him, completely lost. His smile fell, and he scoffed.

"It's your name stupid." He said, his tone hinting that it was the obvious thing in the world. "Your name is Candy!" He leaned back in his seat, seeming satisfied. "Pretty good name if I do say so."

Sitting there, she mouthed the name.

'Candy?'

He nodded.

"Yup!"

She suppressed a scoff as she shook her head, looking out the window. The rest of the car ride was silent as the mansion came into view. Hunter knocked on the door, and the servant boy from earlier opened the door.

"Young prince welcome home, did you find everything okay?" He asked, widening the door.

"Yeah, it was fine." He drawled, dragging Grace (or Candy) towards the stairs. "Was it delivered?"

"Yessir."

"Good."

She tilted her head as he dragged her up the stairs, curious of what he meant. As if sensing her confusion, he sighed and stopped, turning towards her.

"There's a party at an old friends house that I'm going to. I'm taking you with me, and I'm not having you dressed like a commoner."

Her eyes widened.

"So, I had an outfit delivered while we were at the mall. I think you'll like it."

She highly doubted it.

Upon reaching his room, she lent against the frame, gasping for air. Going up stairs are harder than going down.

He dropped the leash, grabbing her arm and jerking her into the room, slamming the door closed.

"The clothing is on the bed, you can go into the bathroom and change."

Nodding, she walked to the bed.

"Hold on."

She froze. Suddenly, strong slender fingers swept her hair to the side, fiddling with the collar until it came undone around her neck. Turning, she watched her master toss her collar onto the windowsill.

"You don't need that on in here."

A hesitant nod bobbed her head as she looked at the clothing, her eyes going wide.

A red one shoulder top with black skinny jeans lay folded on the bed, white calf-high boots sitting beside them. The shirt had a buckle kind of accessory on one side, the metal heavy on the smooth fabric.

She looked at him, her eyes wide.

"What?"

She gestured to the outfit.

"Yeah, this is the clothing that I ordered. Looks exactly like the pictures." He lifted the clothing from the bed, shoving it into her hands. "Now we see if it looks good on you."

She swallowed, stepping into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. Hesitantly, she allowed her ruined dress to fall to the ground, stepping from the material and towards the new. She slipped the shirt over her head, tugging the jeans on and finally tightening the heels onto her feet. The shirt had slits in the back of the sleeves, cold air brushing her exposed skin.

She looked into the mirror, blinking. It actually looked good on her, despite not being her style. She turned to the door as a rough knock hit the wood.

"Candy are you done?"

She glared at the door.

Her name was Grace, not Candy. Sighing, she walked towards the door, taking small steps because of the heels. Her hand reached for the knob, and she twisted it, opening the door and heading to her first party as Candy.

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