Chapter 8 Why Did I Call You?

• Allison stood unmoving. Her legs felt heavy all of a sudden, the way he was looking at her at that moment, sent shivers running down her spine.
• "Allison." She heard him call again. "I said come here." He called firmly and in a threatening voice. She managed to move her feet forward reluctantly. She stopped a few centimeters from his bed.
• "Move closer Allison." He commanded and she took a step forward.
• "Closer." She took another step.
• Calvin reluctantly got up from his bed and walked to stand right before her.
• "You are testing my patience Allison."
• The look on his face made her think that he wasn't in a good mood. Well it shouldn't be surprising. He was a devil after all.
• He walked towards her and yanked her arm with a little force. She winced as his hold was a little tight.
• "Why are you daring me?" he asked, staring directly into her eyes. "Or do you want to get me angry?"
• So he wasn't angry?
• Allison remained silent.
• "I asked you a question Allison."
• She looked up at him. What was she supposed to say to him?
• "I... I didn't mean to."
• "But you did."
• "I'm sorry." She apologized in a low voice. What was she even sorry for?
• "Good. You should keep it in mind that I don't tolerate disobedience."
• "Yes sir."
• Why was she so submissive? He expected her to be a little rebellious. That would had been more fun. After all, all the girls he had been with were submissive. He then looked at her face, it was as if she was in pain.
• "Are you hurt anywhere?" He suddenly asked, making Allison blink in surprise. Why would he care if she was hurt when he was the one hurting her. She wanted to say something but she just ended up blinking again.
• "Are you dumb?" He yelled.
• Just now he asked her if she was hurt as though he cared and now he was yelling at her. Just what exactly was wrong with him?
• "You... You are hurting me." She said in a low tone, afraid that he would get angry again.
• To her surprise, he released her hand and brought it closer to his face as if examining it. She rolled her eyes.
• Then all of a sudden, he pushed her to the wall and pinned her hands above her head. "Do you know why I called you here Allison?"
• She swallowed. She knew the reason very well and she had consented to it. Yet...
• "Answer me." he demanded.
• "No." She lied.
• "I don't tolerate lies Miss Brown."
• "I don't know." She denied firmly this time. What was he going to do to her anyway? Sleeping with her was already bad enough.
• He placed one finger under her chin and raised her head up to face him, while his other hand still held her hands tightly above her head.
• "So you mean to tell me that you don't know what your job is as my... possession?" He asked with a raised brow.
• "I don't." She answered stubbornly.
• He traced a finger slowly down her jaw to her neck and down, just before he touches her breasts, he paused, looked into her eyes and smirked. Then he traced his naughty finger in between her chest making it touch her breasts a little. She flinched at the contact but she did not resist, she already agreed to it anyway.
• He moved his lips close to her ear and asked in a deep, low seductive voice
• "Are you sure you don't know Allison?" Then he bit her earlobe lightly. Was it just her or was the temperature suddenly so hot? She felt her body heat up but she still didn't answer. He then left her hands and put his hands over her breasts almost touching them. She gasped.
• "I didn't even touch you."
• She felt her legs wobble and she wasn't sure if she could hold on much longer. He brought one hand down just so he can slide up inside her top. He moved his hand up until it came in contact with her bra.
• "I don't like you wearing bras. You are never to wear them any time you are in my room again okay?" Now his voice came out soft as if trying to persuade her, and it confused her more.
• "Okay." Her voice came out a little bit raspy surprising her. He moved his hand to her back and undid the hook of her bra. His hands rested on the sides of her body, and she could feel the heat the skin contact brought to her.
• "Are you sure you don't know why I called you here?" he asked teasingly, moving his hands up and down her body and with his gaze locked on her.
• He then removed one hand, and moved it to gently graze one of her thighs, and it happened that she was wearing a skirt. She cursed internally. When he saw that she still wasn't saying anything, he moved his hands upwards. When she couldn't take it anymore , she cried out;
• "I know! I know!"
• "Why did I call you?"
• "You... you want to have se... sex with me." She stammered out. He chuckled and withdrew his hands which were on her body.
• "Leave." He commanded all of a sudden startling her. She wondered if he had two personalities merged into one body.
• "What?" It was not as if she wasn't relieved, but she was surprised. She wasn't expecting him to just let her go. This guy was surely unpredictable.
• "Have you showered up since you came here?" He asked surprising her again.
• "Uhm...no. I was tired so I fell asleep." She tried to reason with him.
• "I don't sleep with dirty things Allison."
• Allison could swear that she hadn't been that embarrassed in her life. She dragged her feet to leave the room in mortification when he called her causing her to pause in her tracks.
• "Allison." She turned to face him. Maybe he had changed his mind.
• "I hate the way you dress." He told her flatly.
• She looked down at herself and she couldn't see anything wrong with what she was wearing. Her clothes were very much okay for staying at home.
• "What is wrong with my clothes?" She asked with a bit of annoyance.
• "They are not sexy enough." He answered with a straight face unbothered by her annoyed expression. "And make sure you eat a lot, you will be needing the energy."
• "What if I say that I am okay with these kind of clothes?" She asked ignoring his comment about her feeding.
• "You don't have a choice but to do as I say."
• "Why?"
• He walked up to her in heavy strides and stood before her, he looked down menacingly at her like a predator ready to devour it's prey. He held her chin applying a little bit of force, then he lifted her face to look at him.
• "Because I own you."