Chapter 6

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Paige's POV

I woke up with my head pounding. I feel as if I spent my night drinking?. Ugh what the hell! This bed is super comfy and that's when I realize I'm not in my bed. I open my eyes and realize that I'm not in my room. Hell I'm not even in my own house.

I sit up and notice the king sized bed I'm sitting on. It's huge and the sheets are so soft like silk. There are three doors in the room which I am guessing one belongs to the bathroom and one belongs to the closet. I get out of bed and walk into the first door and find myself in a massive bathroom. I swear this bathroom is bigger than my room and my room wasn't small.

There are two sinks and a massive jacuzzi style bathtub that could fit ten along. I look at myself in the gigantic mirror over the sink and notice that i am just wearing a guy's t-shirt and nothing else. There is a walk-in shower with a clear door, it's also huge by the way. This is the best bathroom I've ever seen. Everything is so clean.

I walk back into the bedroom and try another door. There I find the biggest closet I've ever seen. Once again it's probably bigger than my room. Everything is so neat and I see men's clothing filling every inch on the closet. There are two dressers, which I pull open to find plain t-shirts and boxers. There are shelves with more shoes than my mom and I owned combines, which is a lot for a guy.

And then it all hits me like a ton of bricks falling on me. All the events from last night come rushing back to me. I feel myself shaking from the thought of my own freaking mother drugging me and letting that stranger take me away. I will never forgive her for this.

I stomp back into the bedroom and go through the last door. I find myself in this massive hallway. Jeez what the hell is with this house. Everything is massive. I walk around for a good five minutes before I locate the massive stairs. They curve and there are two sets like the stairs in those really expensive mansions in the movies, which is pointless becuase both stairs lead to the same place.

I walk down the stairs and smell food and that's when my stomach growls. I cannot even remeber when  the last time I ate a decent meal. I follow my nose like a freaking dog and find myself into a huge kitchen. I scoff, no surprise there. The kitchen has chrome everywhere; chrome stove, chrome fridge, chrome dishwasher. The cabinets are a deep cherry red wood that seems almost brown and the counter tops are granite. Hands down the best kitchen I have ever seen, but I hate it because I have to hate that douche for kiddnapping me.

That's when I stop dead in my tracks. There is the run away psycho Mason cooking breakfast. His back is facing me and I can't help but drool and the fine sight ahead of me. He is wearing sweatpants that ride dangerously low on his hips and that back!! I have never met a girl who didnt like a muscular back. As he cooks, his back muscles move and it is the best sight I have seen. It can't be natural for one guy to look like this.

As if he notices me staring at him he turns around with a smirk. Typical. I would love to slap that smirk off him.

"Good morning beautiful. There are some napkins over there if you want to wipe that drool off your lip," he said with that same smirk.

Out of habit my cheeks get hot and my hand flies to my mouth and I find my mouth dry. He is such a jerk! I glare at him," you are such a freaking jerk. Why am I even here. Do you know that it is a crime to kidnap people? You could go to jail for a really long time. And maybe meet a nice man to take care of you."

He chuckles, "sweetheart, it is impossible to kidnap what already belongs to me." As if he was talking about the weather he turns back to cooking whatever the hell is in that pan. I'm not even sure it is safe for a mentally ill man to be able to be around so many dangerous objects.

That's when I get mad. "I do NOT belong to you. I don't belong to anyone. I am a fucking human being with rights! I don't give a shit about who you are or who your parents are! I will make sure you rot in hell for taking me from my home!" I yelled at him.

"Oh but that's where you are wrong darling," he says with that damn sexy smirk," see your parents were very willing to let you go at a certain price."

My mouth dropped! He can't be serious!! My fucking parents sold me like I'm some fucking car? My mood suddenly goes from anger to sadness in a matter of seconds. I feel tears form in my eyes and blur my vision. What did I do to them to make them hate me so much to sell me. They never acted as they hated me. I thought they actually loved and cared about me. I closed my eyes and let my emotions get the best of me. I could care less that I have my 'ugly cry face' on in front of the sexiest guy on earth.

I hear Mason curse softly and then I feel the tingles again. I feel him wrap his arms around me and I am soon surrounded by his scent. He smells like the woods. Kind of like pine tress but in a good way. He smells heavenly.

He rubs small circles into my lower back and softly whispers in my ear," shhhh...I'm so sorry that it happened like this. Everything is going to be okay. I promise you sweetheart." As he spoke into my ear my entire body shivered. How could this complete stranger do these things to me. Why am I so affected by him?

At this moment all logically thoughts leave my head and I rest my head on his chest and cry my eyes out. I cry because my parents treated me like a piece of property. I cry because this stranger is treating me better than people who I have known my entire life.

I can't explain the feelings I have for this guy. I sniff one last time and pull away from Mason. He looks hurt but he quickly recovers and looks into my eyes. We stare at each other for a while before he takes a deep breathe and says, "we need to talk."

"Umm...o-okay.. About what?"

"Look," he starts but is cut off by a female voice, "Mason!! Is that her?" We jump apart quickly and my eyes go wide. Who is this girl and why does she act like she knows me? "Oh my goodness Mason! She is beautiful!"

The girl who rudely interrupted us is the perfect example of a model. She has long straight blonde hair that is styled perfectly. She has gorgeous green eyes and a perfect nose. Her face had to be hand crafted by the creator above and he spent an espically long time making her. She has the perfect size 0 body that every girl dreams of. I am hit with a pang of jealousy.

Her eyes must be off if she thinks I'm beautiful. I scoff," something must seriously be wrong with your eyes if you think I'm beautiful. Go look in a mirror and you will see the definition of beautiful."

I hear Mason growl behind me. Yes I said growl. What human freaking growls like that. I turn and look at him and oh boy, he is angry. "What did i tell you?!" He says in an angry but hushed tone. "You are not allowed to say those kind of things about yourself." He places both hands on either side of my face before he continues, "you are beautiful. Do you understand me?"

He is looking at me and I can tell that he is serious. On the inside I am jumping for joy that this greek god thinks I'm beautiful! I am lost for words so I just nod. We are interrupted again by the beautiful model.

"We'll Mason," she started with a fake scolding tone," where are your manners? Aren't you going to introduce me to the pretty lady?" She looks at me with such excitement. It's kind of creepy.

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that," Mason said sheepishly. "Paige this is my childhood best friend Amber. Amber this is my mate, Paige."

Mate? What the hell. I'm beginning to think that will be my new catch phrase.

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I finally updated!! Yay for me!!! This was kind of boring but i need to add Mason's friends into the story. sorry but it will get better. Haha but you guys got a first look at Paige and Mason's romantic relationship! I'm not going to make this the "oh i hate you" type of story. I don't think Paige will fight her feelings towards mason for long.

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-kms

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