Third Person's POV:

Fiona got up at 8.09 am. Her body was weak and injured, so slept a bit longer. She entered the bathroom and finished her morning routine.

She got out of the bathroom and saw Adam was sitting on her bed. Instantly she got alerted. Fear crept over her heart.

She felt her legs were unable to take any forward step. She halted her footing.

Her heart was beating fast. She stood there clutching shirt with her both hands. She was too scared to look at the monster in the form of a human, sitting in front of her.

"Sit here." He commanded pointing beside him.

Dragging her wobbling legs, she walked to the bed. She sat beside him looking at her lap. Her hands were shaking a bit still clutching the hem of her shirt hard.

All she wanted to disappear from the grasp of this monster at that moment.

Observing her frightened expression and diminutive form, he couldn't help feeling satisfied himself internally. A sadistic smile played on his lips.

"Relax. I am not here to hurt you... For now." He said.

He clearly mentioned that though he wouldn't hurt her now, no guarantee about the future.

"How are you today?" He asked in a normal voice, like everything was all right.

Fiona was surprised seeing his demeanor. How could he act like everything was okay!

But she couldn't muster enough courage to open her mouth to answer.

"I don't like repeating. Answer me looking at my eyes." He barked at her clenching his jaw.

Fiona's body jumped instantly. Her heart was rapidly drumming against her chest. Tears formed in her big doe eyes in fear, hearing his harsh, loud demand.

"I- I a-am f-fine." She replied ended up stammering in fear. Her grip on her shirt grew tighter to the point that her knuckles grew pale.

"That's good. Today you have to attend a party with me. I will send people to get you prepared. Get ready at sharp 7." He informed.

" W-what P-party?" She asked timidly. She was curious to know what cruel game he was going to play this time with her.

Adam chuckled sadistically hearing her.

"A party where everyone will know about you, baby girl," Adam said abruptly pulling her to him by her forearm. A squeak escaped her mouth in surprise.

"And for now that's enough for you to know." He said planting a kiss on her cheek. His eyes darkened looking at her suddenly.

Fiona sensed lust in his eyes along with cruel wickedness.

Fiona tried to pull herself away but he didn't let her. He gripped her hair and bound her lips in a deep, harsh and carnal kiss.

His tongue dominated over her mouth and tongue. Fiona was pushing his chest and then punching his broad, hard chest with her dainty hands. But he released her only when he was satisfied, leaving her all breathless, panting hard, grasping hungrily for air.

Fiona looked at him in disgust and wiped her mouth with her hand.

Adam licked his own lips and smirked at her.

"Love, don't forget what you have said yesterday." Saying he got up from her bed and marched out of the room.

Fiona began thinking about what he implied by his last sentence. She agreed to do everything as he says yesterday.

Soon after that, a maid entered her room with a tray of breakfast. Pancakes and sausages. Fiona's eye again watered looking at the pancakes, which instantly made her remember about Zack. Pancakes were his favorite breakfast.

She wiped her tears and ate her breakfast. Since she has been taken here, she didn't get to eat a much decent meal.

She took a shower and dried her hair. Then she decided to have a nap. She woke up when a maid called her for lunch. She saw a tray of chicken rice and salad.

She sat on the bed and felt a bit strange. She was given lunch today. Never she got three-time meals here.

She wasn't much hungry. Nonetheless, She decided to eat a bit.

"Excuse me, um I am not very hungry. Can you please reduce the amount of rice here? I don't want to waste food." Fiona told the maid.

The maid looked at her for a few seconds then smiled and said, "Sure miss." She got out of the room and quickly returned with a shortened amount of food.

Fiona ate her food.

"Miss soon beauticians will come to get you prepared." Saying the maid left with the tray.

Little did she know this was her last time eating any decent food in that hell.

Fiona pushed her body on the bed. She was contemplating about the party. What kind of party it will be?

What would I be doing there?

What kind of people will be at this party?

A party where everyone will know about you, baby girl

Adam's words were echoing inside her ear. What did he mean by that!

Everyone will know about me! what is about me!

She wondered. Soon fear gripped her mind apprehending what may happen to her in the party.

Her feet and hands got cold and palms began to sweat.

She got up and entered the bathroom. She came out splashing cold water on her face.

She sat on the bed and a maid came with two ladies.

"Miss, these two will be doing your make up today. Sir himself sent them to get you prepared." Saying this the maid left.

The ladies had hard look in their face.

They did pedicure, manicure, hairstyle.

They handed her a dress to wear. But observing the dress, Fiona instantly refused to wear the dress.

"I can't wear this. It's too revealing." Fiona told them.

"We have nothing to do with this. This is also chosen by Sir himself. Miss, you know very well what will happen if you refuse to wear this. We won't force you. But think wisely about him before doing it. After knowing that you have refused to wear the dress he chose himself, he will be very angry and you know how scary he can be when he gets angry." One of the beauticians stated.

Fearing the consequence of refusing him, Fiona quickly got inside the bathroom to change.

It was a long red evening party gown which was adorned with small pieces of diamond and gold. It must be really expensive. She wondered.

She came out changing into the gown.

She looked at herself before the mirror. The dress was beautiful but too revealing. The backless dress had a deep neck showing her perfect cleavage and a long slit at the right side displaying her long, creamy yet skinny sexy skin.

Though the dress was beautiful she couldn't felt satisfied. She was feeling more exposed. She was looking like a high-society prostitute.

"Miss this dress fits you perfectly. Now wear this marching shoe and you will be all ready." Fiona sat and wore high heel red shoes.

The beauticians left when it was around 6.30 pm.

Fiona sat on her bed waiting for Adam. With every passing minute, her mind was being clouded by fear, what was going to happen in the party.

Her palms were sweating.

"Good, you are ready in time. Let's go." She heard somebody saying. She was so engrossed in the worry that she didn't even notice the appearance of the monster.

Remembering God, taking a deep breath she got up from the bed and followed him with shaky steps.

They got on his black BMW car and reached the destination. Adam got out of the car. But Fiona was taking much time to get out, as she was scared, nervous.

"Will you take the whole night to get out? get out now." Adam commanded sharply.

Fiona got out of the car trying to brush off all her fear.

The majestic villa infront of her actually surprised her. Two people welcome them at the entrance. She followed Adam inside the villa.

Expensive decoration, artistic paintings, beautiful chandeliers- everything of that place was screaming luxury and money. Millions of money have been spent just to make this night a bit memorable.

Fiona suddenly felt like her throat went dry looking at so many people at the party hall. She gulped in nervousness. Many men were there wearing expensive clothes, accesories. They were sitting or drinking or chatting.

Each person brought a date with them but the woman accompanying them looked more like puppet.

Expressionless, impassive face, they were doing whatever the men were ordering.

"Mr. Knight, Welcome. I am really glad that you grace this party with your presence." A suited man in his early thirty came smiling towards Adam.

"Hmm. Joseph you know I don't like meaningless talks. If I am here, make my time worth." Adam said.

Fiona felt uncomfortable under the gazes of people. Most of their eyes were hungrily roaming over her body, from head to toe.

She could see that they were practically undressing her. She mentally cursed Adam for choosing such a revealing dress for her.

Some women were giving her disgusted looks. "Let's sit," Adam said and he gestured her.

Adam sat on a couch and when Fiona was about to sit beside her, he didn't let her. He pulled her and made her sit on his lap.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me sit on the couch. Everyone is watching. It's embarrassing." Fiona whispered with her pleading eyes.

"No, you will sit here." He commanded running his hand over her exposed thigh. Fiona's body jerked up a little when his finger tried to make its way in her inner thigh and inside her underwear.

"Please, no. Not here." Fiona begged and tried to remove his hands.

"Have you forgotten about the agreement and your brother Zack?" Adam asked darkly. Immediately Fiona stopped her all struggling and sat on his lap biting her lips.

Adam's other hand moved to her breast and he kneaded them slowly torturously.

Fiona tried to remove his hands but he didn't stop.

Everyone must be thinking here I am a slut, whore. He is groping me openly. She thought.

Her eyes watered in shame and disgrace.

So, she kept her head down looking at her lap.

"Hello, Mr. Knight, you are already enjoying your time here, I can see. Who is this beautiful lady?" A man came to them and asked raising one of his brows.

Hearing his allusive words, Fiona wanted to run away from that place. The tears she was holding back, were rolling down her checks now. She tried to get up but Adam didn't let her. He was thoroughly enjoying her pain.

"She is a whore, I hired her." Adam curtly replied.

Hearing this Fiona couldn't believe her ears. He tortured her but how could he tell a white lie about her, her character like this! Then suddenly it hit her that he planned this whole party just to disgrace her, break her mental spirit. But she wouldn't break down, she would bear all to save her brother. In shame, her ear and neck flushed but she didn't care.

"Really?" The man quried amused.

"But she doesn't look like. Can I get her after you are done with her?" He again questioned.

Adam was holding Fiona's arm, hearing this man's words, instantly his grip tightened painfully and he said, "Jared, she may be a hired whore but I am still not done with her. And will not be anytime soon." Fiona winced in pain but still, he didn't loosen his grip. She slapped his hand repeatedly in pain and that's when he released her.

"Oh okay. Enjoy your evening." Saying the person named Jared left from there.

"Why are you hurting me now? What's wrong?" Fiona asked rubbing her hand.

"Just shut up. And who said I am hurting you? I am hurting him." That's when Fiona looked at him confused.

"What do you mean? Who is he?" She said confused.

"Shut up damn it," Adam yelled and Fiona stopped instantly.

In the meantime, an announcement was made. A temporary casino, special arrangements for gambling were made just for the enjoyment of the guests.

Guests clapped their hands hearing this. Dragging Fiona, Adam walked to the casino section and sat there in a table where three persons were sitting.

"Mr. Wilkinson. Never knew you are into gambling." A man in supposedly in his late forty smiled. He was eye raping Fiona. Fiona felt uncomfortable and insecure.

"Actually tonight I have something interesting to make bet on Mr. Michaelson," Adam smirked.

They started playing.

"Three million dollars." Michaelson made his bet.

"Four million dollars." The other person sat beside announced.

"Two million dollar." The last one said.

"The lady sitting with me, for tonight." Adam made his bet.

"Gladly." They smirked.

Hearing his words Fiona's body was shaking in fear. Holding his hands she tried to stop him to make bet on her.

"No. Please don't do this. Take back your words. Please," She pleaded vigorously, shook her head left to right. Adam removed her hand with a jerk and held her body in a bruisingly tight hold. Fiona squirmed under his hold in pain. Her muscles tightened in fear and sweat beads were forming in her forehead, neck. Her lips were quivering.

Watching Adam playing her pulsing rate went high. He was playing poker playfully sipping his drink like he was playing just to lose. Fiona sat there helplessly as he lost in the game to Michaelson. He didn't look at all perturbed.

"So all mine with her." Mr. Michaelson crookedly laughed looking at Adam and then Fiona.

"Shit! Lucky man you are." Other two said wickedly.

"Adam I beg you, please don't let him take me, please." Fiona sobbed violently. She tried one last time.

"I don't care because you are nothing but a whore to me. I knew and from today everyone will see you like one," Telling he harshly pushed her body to Michaelson.

Michaelson pulled her to him and dragged her to a VIP room ignoring her sobs, protests.

He closed the door and pushed her in the middle of the room. Her head hit on the table and started to bleed.

She stood on her heel and turned to him.

"Open the door. Let me go." She said dangerously. Her eyes were blazing with fury and hands were balled into fists.

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