His Possessive BedSlave

YARA’s POV

I cried while running away from Zeus ‘condo. I honestly didn’t know where I will go. I didn’t bring anything except the cellphone and bag that I always carry where my IDs and a small amount inside. Zeus bought almost everything I have. I also have no plans to go to Luxury. I will prove to him that his money is not what I need.

But where I will go? How can I live now if since I saw Zeus again my life revolved around him? I became dependent on him. Ever since I loved him I just stood by him. My first and last. Even though my life was miserable, I did not use my body to live because I hoped we would meet again one day. I hope we have a second chance.

I am from Bataan but I chose to stay in Bulacan to hope of seeing him. When I returned to the Philippines and was also rejected by my step-mother, I go to Bulacan and continued my life. Hopefully one day I will see him. And I wasn’t even wrong because we met.

When I first saw him I wanted to show him right away but I feel embarrassed. He had a lot of achievements in life, he’s far from what he is while me, I am staying in lowlife.

I thought about applying to their club. Although I feel embarrassed, I swallowed my pride so I could be with him. I can see him. When I found out he was single I feel happy. But one of the staff in the club said that he is a casanova who only slept with different gals.

I silently pray that he will do the same to me because I have no plans to love others. And if I want someone to be next to me in bed, it’s just him and no one else. I was not disappointed with my simple flirtation with him.

When he offered me to be his fuckbuddy I really wanted to immediately say yes. But I don’t want him to think I’m too anxious to get him. I agreed to exchange the house because It happened that the owner kicked me because I cannot pay the rent.

I promised myself that all I would do was make him happy. If his weakness is in bed, then I am willing to be his slave and do everything for him so I can just get him again. Even if his heart is no longer mine as long as I can be with him.

But who am I? I am Yara who wasted her life and was paid for by the house to be his bed slave. Not deserving to be his wife, nor the mother of his child. And he’s right, I can’t take care of myself, and I am asking to have a child?

But I will prove to him that I can be a mother to my child even if he does not want to be a father. I can raise a child even if I am alone.

“Yara?” I immediately wiped away my tears when someone called me. Turning around I saw Dylan holding wine and standing by my side. I’m here in a park to think of the right thing to do and where I’m going.

“Dylan? What are you doing here?” I adjusted myself so that he would not notice that I was crying.

“My condo is just near here. What are you doing here? You’re with Zeus?” he asked.

“No, he broke up with me. I’ve left his house.”

“Ow, interesting.” He sat down next to me and then drank again. “Where do you live now?”

“I don’t know where to go.”

“Interesting again. Wanna come with me? I’m alone in my condo,” he said smiling. Dylan is a good catch, handsome, beautiful body, rich, for short perfect. But for me, Zeus is still more than perfect. “You have nothing to think, don’t worry I’m harmless.”

“Is it OK?” I ask. I had no choice, I had no money, nothing, and nowhere to go.

“Of course, come let’s go home and I’ll go home, too.” I just sighed and follow him.

I ROLL my eyes across Dylan’s condo. The size and the beauty of the living room are undeniably perfect. I immediately noticed the pictures displayed on each wall. They are black n white with young girls and young who had fun.

“Who are they?” I ask.

“Ah, orphanage children.” I stared at him. Does she like kids? Is he a pedop —

“Stop overthinking negatively and it would help to raise the economy. The way you look at me it is like I already know what’s running through your mind. I take pictures of them when we visit the orphanage. Some of them are for sale. I’m at the exhibit for the orphanage charity, some I display. I am enjoying seeing their innocent smiles. ” I stared at him again who take another drink. “Why?” he asked

“Nothing, I thought it was just pure arrogance you know.” He laughed at what I said and drank again. Isn’t he drunk yet?

“This is my room and that one is for the guest.” He pointed to both rooms. “There’s a dress and new undergarments for girls that have been laundered for ready-to-wear. Just choose.”

“Why do you have women’s clothes?” He laughed foolishly before answering.

“Because I like to rip their clothes when — you know.” Then laugh again. “All right, just change and when you come out we’ll eat.”

“Dylan,” I called then approached.

“Yes, sweety?” I sighed before answering.

“If there is anything I can do just tell me. I won’t say no in return to your favor for bringing me here.”

“Really?” he asked and looked at me from head to toe. “Anything?” I bit my lip because of his question and nodded.

I love Zeus, God knows how much I love him. But I have nothing to hold on to right now. I didn’t expect this to happen to us so I wasn’t prepared.

And here I am in the situation that I really need someone to and have nothing else to offer but —– myself. I heard him once telling Zeus that his willing to catch me. I am not sure if he meant it — but, I am so fucking desperate.

“Y-yes, anything.”

“Is it because of what I said to Zeus that I am willing to catch you?”

“It doesn’t matter, Dylan. I’m returning the favor. T-the one that I have and I know I can give.” I frown when I heard him laugh while holding her stomach.

“Don’t get me wrong, sweety, your sexy and attractive but Nah — that’s why it’s called charity because I am not asking in return. So go and change your clothes and I’ll think to consider your offer,” he says laughing. “I’m not abusive of the situation. Someone told me before that the needy should be helped and should not be pushed down.”

“Sorry.” I cringed because I was embarrassed by what he said.

“That’s fine, I know how others think of me. But I want to tell you that I’m not like that. I’m an ass but not abusive. Go ahead and change so that when you come out we can eat. Feel and home.”

“Thank you.” Although a little hesitant, I complied. Just like when I said I had no choice and nowhere to go. I’m glad to think that Dylan is kind. It was different from what I heard about him.

I check the dress which is mostly sexy. Luckily and there were a few pajamas so that’s what I picked up. But what she says undergarments are super sexy really but I have no choice. Maybe tomorrow I’ll just sell my cellphone and pledge the account I’m keeping the most to buy things and I’ll also look for a job.

I just took a shower for a while and when I came out Dylan was already in the living room and dressed. There was pizza and pasta in front of him while he was doing something. Honestly, I still can’t believe he was with me on the same roof.

“Ow, you’re wearing that, that nice. Come on and eat.”

“What are you doing?” I asked then sat down in front of him.

“This? Designing, analyzing, and planning for BC adv and the adjacent building they bought. They’re going to work together so I’m studying how to put a bridge without damaging both edges of the building. I’ll do it first. Because your ex also has plans for the expansion of BCC because they also bought the adjacent building.”

“You’re the only one doing that?”

“Why, do you see anyone with me?” He smiled at me. “Joke, I can do it alone so I did it. Then I don’t want a team and it’s even more stressful when we are not agreed with each other’s idea.” I looked at the blueprint he was looking at.

“Dylan, can I suggest?”

“Sure.” I smiled and pointed at him.

“This side is the beautiful hole on the other side and then here is the BC Ad. They are closer to each other and also closer to the elevator for those on the other floor who want to cross. I also suggest making it three bridge, third floor, the seventh floor than the last floor which is the executive’s offices.” He smiled at me.

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“Make it cement instead of glass. It’s high on the other side so you can’t see down for those who are afraid of height. Not everyone is used to heights and others may have a fear of heights. They can’t take that job and have to cross and maybe in the middle, they will faint. On the other hand, it is enough to see the outside so that there is a view for those who are not afraid.”

“Do you know that we have the same idea?” he asked me.

“Really?”

“Yup, before you came that’s what I thought. By the way, how did you come up with that idea, I mean, do you know anything in the engineering field?”

“I studied architectural engineering until the third year but I didn’t finish.”

“I only had two years in college and I graduated cum laude.”

“Really? You’re so smart.”

“I tried because I wanted to prove and get something then that I didn’t get either. Anyway, you don’t have a job because you left Zeus? You also have nowhere to go. You want to apply to Dy Engineering Station?” My eyes widened because of what he said.

“Will you let me in?”

“Yes, even an assistant first, or anything that can help you. I can see your potential, and as I said, we both had the same idea before you came.”

“I’m glad, Dylan, but I have a problem.”

“What it is?” I looked at him and gasped. Maybe I’ll just tell him everything. He totally took care of me. I wanted the job that he offered but what will happen if my stomach grows? “Yara, is there any problem?”

“I’m two weeks pregnant.” That’s what the ob gyne said when I checked up because I was delayed by one week. I will have a baby for two weeks. Zeus would have been a father, if only he had been willing to be a father.

“Ow, interesting,” Dylan whispered and smile.