His property episode 6 | Dapalace
February 27, 2021


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His property episode 6

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After attending to yet another customer, I went to the back to clear my head for a little while. I heard hushed whispers and scrambling. I figured the rush hour was here so I exhaled finding the strength to go back to my post. Just then, the door knob clicked open. I figured it was my boss here to scold me,I pressed my eye lids tightly cringing at the thought of being shouted on.
I waited for a second, no word was uttered. I had to turn around and there he was. I didn’t recognize him at first but I could never forget those grey eyes.

“My beautiful stranger.”

I gulped, he was wearing a suit, he looked really angry or maybe he was surprised too. I couldn’t tell, either ways I didn’t want to stick around to find out. I ran as fast as I could. He must’ve found me, I can’t go to jail. I have to run.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my atm forcefully leaving a mark. I screamed but to no avail, I was brought back to him.

Long story short, I ended up at his house.

In this moment, my gaze is on him like he’s a crazy person. Maybe he is, I stole from him. I could have his money in less than a month, there’s no way in hell I’m working for him when I already have a job. I cringed my nose and faced him.

“Mr Pierce, I’m sorry I stole from you. I got desperate, I swear I’ll get your money back to you.”

He chuckles again, I wonder if that’s all he does. Smirk and chuckle.

“Like I said, Miss Grant I don’t need nor want your money.”

“Then why call it a debt!” I snapped, he looked really angry at my outburst.

“You stole from me. I decide your punishment.”

His tone was calm, I was expecting him to scream at me or something.

“I already have a job, I have a home. I’m okay with my life. I don’t need nor want you to screw it up.” I mocked.

“Well I don’t care because you owe me a debt or it’s jail for you.”

“What do you even want me to do! You have a cook, a P.A, a maid so what do you need me for !”

“I need you to be all that.” He said in a “duh” tone.

“Well I’m not doing it, I have to juggle work and my house.”

“You’re right.”

He says, I sigh in relief thankful he finally saw reason.

“Quit your job. As for your things, I’ll tell my driver to take you home and get them. I’ll order my maid to prepare the guest room for you.”

“Wait what!”

“I love my job.”

“Then find how you’ll make it work but you’re staying here, I need you to satisfy all my needs on time.”

Somehow, the way he said “all his needs” made me gulp.

“And what if I say no.”

“Then you Miss Grant get a one way ticket to jail town.”

“For how long?”

“Jail town?”

I roll my eyes at his not so funny joke.

“For how long do I have to “work” for you.” I draw out, gritting my teeth.

“For as long as I want. You’ll know when your debt is paid.” I took a deep breath praying to the heavens to give me a sign that I wasn’t making a mistake. When nothing came,I took one last look at him before replying.

“Yes.” My voice was barely a whisper but loud enough for him to hear.

” Perfect.” He beams……

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