"Has she woken up yet?" I asked, walking out of my office to follow Angel.

I eyed her demeanor only because I had business to take care of and I had to leave her here with Sarah.

She smirked, licking her lips. "Yes, daddy. She woke up hours ago."

"Stay in here while I go talk to her."

She nodded, pulling me toward her. She grabbed my face, sticking her tongue in my mouth.

She pulled away, biting her lips. "Taste anything familiar?"

Sarah.

"Stay here."

Walking away from Angel, I entered the room I appointed Sarah.

She was handcuffed to the broken down bed, bawling her eyes out.

"Sarah."

"Get away from me." She whispered, turning her head to look away from me.

"Sarah, look at me." I grabbed her ankle, making her panic.

"Let me go." She screamed, yanking her leg out of my hand. "Stay away from me. You and your crew of rapist."

"Shut the fuck up." I grabbed her neck.

"You let her touch me. I hate you. I hate you so much, Peter. I hate you." Putting emphasis onto word hate.

"You hate me?" I asked, rubbing on her soft legs.

She began to jerk around, trying to get her hands out the handcuffs. "Please don't touch me."

I ripped her shirt off her body exposing her beautiful body.

"I wanna have some fun since you hate me. But the minute you saw you love me, I'll stop all the games."

"Get off me." She screamed, her chest moving up and down at a fast pace.

"I told you the rules. Say you love me." I chuckled, moving her underwear out the way.

Since her legs wasn't cuffed down, she lifted her legs and kicked me away from her.

"Stay away from me."

"You know I can't do that, my love."

I grabbed her legs, pulling her down so her feet touched the bottom of the bed. Her beautiful brown eyes widened in fear.

"Peter, I'm begging you, please don't." Tears cascading down her face.

I smirked, deciding to have fun with her. I climbed on top of her, kissing her neck. I grabbed her leg, spreading it so I could slip in between her.

"No, please. I'm s-sorry, please," she cried, shaking terribly from fear.

Ignoring her, I continued to rip the underwear she had on off.

"Help! Please help me!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

I chuckled in her ear. "This is a secluded area, baby. Ain't nobody gone hear your precious voice. But keep screaming, you know I love it."

I unzipped my pants, pulling myself out from my boxer briefs. I positioned myself along with her so she could feel the tip.

"I love you, please stop. I'm sorry." Her chest moving up and down at a fast pace.

I smirked, pulling away from her. "That's all I ask for."

I fixed myself up, climbing off of her. While zipping my pants back up, I watched her cry.

"Daddy," Angel walked in, gasping at the sight. "I know you did not fuck her without me."

I smirked, chuckling a little. "Never, but I do know you fucked her without me."

"It was just a quick tongue and finger fuck, nothing more. How'd you know?" She wrapped her arms around my torso.

"She said I let "her" I'm assuming you touch her."

She rolled her eyes, "Are you mad?"

"Nah, but next time make sure I'm here. Get Eddie to watch her for tonight. I didn't notice how dark it was getting."

"Of course."

As she walked out, I looked over at Sarah realizing she cried herself to sleep. Her face was pale but also very red. When I pushed her down the stairs and she passed out, I noticed she was looking sickly everyday and her body was no longer thick and voluptuous. She was shedding weight everyday.

Her arm wind up breaking, causing me to call up my doctor and examine and wrap up her arm.

Once she got over her arm being broke and other injuries, we began to train her. Train her to kill and maybe bring in more money by either selling her. Angel thought of using her as a prostitute because her being so sexy, she'd bring in a amazing amount of money, but I wanted to keep her pure. So she's only for me and maybe Angel.

I walked up to her body, caressing her cheek.

"I told you I was going to get you. How stupid and ignorant are you to think I would sway from what I said. You're mine, Ms. Sarah Marshall."

"You know I don't plan on leavin no time soon?" August said, making me blush.

"As long as you know the same." I sighed, looking at him while he gave me a foot massage. "Let's play never have I ever."

"Sure." He shrugged.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to conceal my moans. He was massaging my feet like a god and it had me in love. "Oooh yes. Go first, baby."

"Neva have I eva sucked some toes." I stopped moaning, staring at him in disgust.

"Sucking toes? August."

He laughed, "Some couples do it, but you know I haven't reach that level of uh freakiness yet."

"Yet..?" I lifted my feet from his hand and pushed it toward his mouth.

He pinched my ankle, making me chuckle. "Stop, Jeanie."

"Yes, daddy. Never have I ever had sex in front of other people."

He cleared his throat, taking a sip of water. "Aye, did Simon text you about Christian bad ass?"

I gasped, "My nasty man whore Auggie had sex in front of other people?"

"I mean it go down how it go down, ya heard me." He smirked.

"I don't wanna play no more, I'm finding out too much about you." I joked.

"Nah, my turn. Neva have I eva masturbated. I did masturbate befo but I wanna know yo answer."

I laughed, covering my mouth. "Never did it, love."

"So when I'm gone at interviews and shit, you ain' touchin that thang fa me?"

"No, I'm not. I don't miss you that much to play with myself."

He mugged me, bending my toes back. I screamed, almost falling off the couch.

"Yo turn." He laughed, pulling me back on the couch.

"My foot, Aug." I whined, massaging my own foot. "Never have I everrrr," I dragged thinking of a good question. "Never have I ever use a sex toy on someone. You look like the type to pull out butt plugs, anal beads, and vibrators."

"Nah, fa what? That's what I'm hea' fa." He licked his lips.

"You sure?"

"Man, I ain' playin this funky ass game no more. You just tryna get secrets outta a nigga."

I laughed, climbing on his lap. "You already told me basically your whole life, so most of this isn't new news, baybeh."

"Is that right?"

"Yes." I grabbed his face, giving him a passionate kiss.

Before it got too heated, he grabbed my left hand, staring at it. "The day I make you ma wife is the day I promise ta protect and shelter you. I love you, man and I ain' tryna let go of what we got. You too important ta be, baybeh."

Smiling, I pecked his lips multiple times before pulling away. "And the day you put a ring on my finger will be the day I honor you, August Alsina as my wonderful husband. I know who I want to be with for the rest of my life and it's you."

I could feel myself getting choked up before I really love this man. I'm in love with every single aspect of him.

"August, I really thank you for sticking with me and just being so patient with me. I know there are times where I could be stubborn, ignorant and just plain foolish, but you stayed and not only did you stay, you encouraged me to be better. Prayed that I do better, and praised God when you saw God's progress. I thank you for being that friend I needed. Meeting you I never thought I'd be here with you."

Feeling like now was the right time to tell him, I wiped my face, grabbing his hands.

"I remember talking to Chris about us and I remember telling him before I even introduced myself to you, I felt nothing but unbearable and unconditional love upon entering the room you were in. After we started to become friends, man, I was falling so hard for you, I was scared. I pray and asked God who were you. Were you good or bad, were you a friend or foe. But all day I didn't get an answer so I prayed again after I got home from work and I asked Jesus, is he my husband."

"What He say, baybeh?"

"He said yes, he's your husband. He told me not to rush and be still and wait on Him." I said, squeezing his hands before kissing them.

"Crazy how the same happened ta me. After some bruises on ya arm and shit, I started to pray hard for you and I found maself only thinkin bout chu. So I prayed, ya hard me and asked God to reveal ta me who this chick was. I wind up getting answer when you had texted me and told me you were prayin fa me. He said that's ya wife, just be patient and wait for me."

"I love you, August Alsina." I said, smiling at him.

"You know I love you so much more Jeanie."