It Started with a Contract by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Hadley glanced around the large grocery store, and glanced at her list again. This was the first time she had been allowed out in a month. That was how long it had been since she had been employed by Mr. Gray. It had been a rollercoaster ride of a month. That first business trip, he had to leave her the following morning, but he’d come back at lunchtime, again at three, and was home by nine. Each time, he pressed her against the nearest wall bringing her to orgasm until she screamed his name, and begged for more, and then, and only then would he fuck her.

The moment they got back to his place, he’d helped her to settle into a room of her own. Not that she’d used that room. Every time she tried to go to her own room, Easton would wrap his arms around her, stopping her from going anywhere. She loved the feel of him snuggling against her. She didn’t know if that was normal for a guy to do. Either way, nights were her favorite time of day when his large, muscular arms wrapped around her.

Her cell phone rang. It was brand new, as was everything else in her life. Easton had made certain demands on her. A new phone. A new wardrobe. New furniture. He’d taken her shopping, and had demanded that she get whatever she wanted.

At first she’d been really nervous about spending his money. He promised that he loved taking her shopping. After the first day, she had tried to relax. What made her even more nervous was the money she saw in her account an hour later. It was in six figures, not to mention that all of her debts had been paid.

“Hello,” she said.

“You’re shopping?”

“You’ve got someone watching me?”

“Of course. For your own protection, and because I like to know that you’re being taken care of. You cook?”

“Haven’t you noticed I cook? I’ve cooked every single meal the past couple of weeks.” She had gone through his fridge and freezer, taking the ready meals toward the homeless shelter for them to use it. “If you’re so rich, how come you didn’t hire a cook?”

“I’ve hired cooks, and believe me, life is just easier with ready meals. It’s either too much garlic, too much chili, or it’s too bland.”

“And you think ready meals are better for you?”

“No, not at all. It’s easier than trying to tell someone their food is crap.”

“Wow, that would be harsh. So, how is my food?” She bit her lip, suddenly nervous about what he was going to say.

“I thought it was awesome. To be honest I thought ready meals had gotten way better, but I wasn’t about to tell you that.” He chuckled.

“I’m cooking. I don’t like ready meals, never have. I’m shopping.”

“I’ll pay you back,” he said.

“Actually, there’s something I want to talk to you about.” She paused at the baking aisle, and took out several of the chocolate chips.

“What is it?” he asked.

“The, erm, the amount in my account.

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