Sam's eyes widened. Tim stood there, looking ridiculous in bunny-print pajamas—but she had never been so relieved to see someone in her life.
"Oh, so you called your boyfriend?" the man sneered.
"He's not—"
"Why should I let her go?" the man challenged. "She's not yours."
"that true.She is not mine"he said about leaving but he stepped forward, his tone dark. "She will be."
The two men clashed. Tim fought with a force Sam didn't expect, beating the man down until he was unconscious on the forest floor.
"Let's go," he said, walking to her side.
"Okay…" she whispered, but her legs buckled. She couldn't walk.
Without a word, Tim scooped her into his arms and ran back toward the road. His grip was strong, protective—even if his voice remained cold.
"Fast, fast," he muttered as he unlocked the car and laid her gently in the backseat. His touch was careful, his expression unreadable.
Tim's Bedroom – 5:59 AM
Sam's eyes were shut tight, her body aching from exhaustion and pain as Tim carried her into his room. The air was warm, scented faintly with cedarwood. He laid her down gently on the large bed.
"Open your eyes," Tim said, his voice quiet but commanding.
Sam groaned, blinking them open slowly. "Okay..." she whispered, her voice weak.
"You're okay, right?"
"Yes," she lied. How could she say otherwise? Her body was sore from the cuts and bruises—her face stung, her thigh throbbed, and her chest felt tender.
Tim frowned. "Where exactly does it hurt?"
"My face... thigh... and... my chest," she said, her cheeks flushing pink at the last part.
He let out a deep breath. "We'll have to wait for morning light to get proper help, but... I can help clean you up until then."
"You? Are you a doctor or something?" she asked cautiously.
"Something like that," he replied, walking over to a drawer and pulling out a small first aid kit. "tell me where you feel pain?"
She hesitated, then nodded. "ok."
He sat beside her. "Are you wearing a bra?"
Her breath caught. "Yes…"
"I need to check for any cuts or swelling. If you're uncomfortable, say so. But... this is part of our deal, remember?"
Her hands trembled as she tried to undo her bra, but pain in her shoulder stopped her. "I... I can't."
Tim moved closer. "May i?" he asked, this time softer.
Sam bit her lower lip and gave a small nod.
His hands were warm as he reached behind her to unhook the bra. He was gentle, not rushed, not rough—just focused. As the bra slipped off, revealing her chest, Sam turned her face away, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.
Tim's face was just the same. It was as if he wasn't interested in her but his manhood was
"it's just a slight cut.I'll be quick," he said, inspecting the area with careful attention. There was a shallow cut near the side of her breast, already crusting with dried blood.
She gasped slightly when his hand brushed over it and his finger touch her pink nipples
"I will start now, remember to tell me"he said and touched a swollen spot "Does it hurt here?" he asked, his fingers still.
"uhmm," she said quietly.
Sam was really sad that her fake boyfriend has the right to touch her breast just for money, but her real boyfriend, which she never had in a century, hasn't touched her.
she doesn't really like how Tim treated her like she is just a piece of cake which every can eat or a grass which people step on everytime.She didn't sign that deal just because she want to or for money or to be abuse but she did sign the deal to feel love by her lover,who will worship every part of her body and love to the end not a guy who insult her or be rude to her on their first sight.
Tim said again, " Remember to speak," he said while she nodded her head like a dog.He grabbed her right breast in a soft way touching every spot including her nipples. "you feel pain ?"he asked but she shut her eyes.He notice she enjoys and feels pain but he pressed harder which makes her feel pain and she quickly bit her lip to prevent screaming but it flew quickly out of her mouth.."shhh stop yelling bitch"
at the sound of bitch,she felt really annoyed like punching his handsome face till she see blood on it like the way her breast was but she knows the end of it all,she will end up in cell.she really despise rich people mostly him
"Tell me where you feel pain, not yelling like mad dogs in the streets!!"
" i'm sorry Mr.Tim"she apologize bowing down.Then He dabbed an antiseptic on the cut. She winced.
"So where do you feel pain again?"
"my thighs"
Ugh," he muttered, shocked. He shook his head in disbelief and went into the bathroom. When he returned, he had a towel and a bowl of water. He sighed again, like a guy worn out by life.
"Lie back and spread your legs for me," he commanded.
"Why?" she asked obediently as he climbed onto the bed like a gentleman, with water in his hand.
"I said up," he repeated, but she couldn't spread her legs—she was wearing trousers.
Tim wanted to just press the bowl against her, but instead, he said, "you need to get this off ."he said pointing at her trousers.
Tim pulled her trousers down and dragged it slowly, revealing her underwear and a strip of skin. She really felt embarrassed and shy. She covered her breasts with her arms, but he'd already seen everything.
He squeezed the water in the towel and gently pressed it along her leg. She let out a moan as the water drip to her underwear.
She tried to relax, but her body betrayed her. She felt really wet not just about the water but a body part wet.No man had ever touched her down there but Tim did with his finger.he made her want to be touched down there but she could not tell him because she doesn't want to lose this job.
She felt humiliated, especially now that she was only in her underwear. She stared at the ceiling, not daring to look at Tim.
Tim noticed and smirked."If this is your plan of making me have sex with you,it's working bitch. My manhood hasn't stood for any girl but it did for you,so behave properly " he said, his voice a little teasing.
"I'm so…rry, ... .if I'm the cause ," she stammered.
"you're also wat which makes me want you"
"what do you mean by wet??it's the water" she said trying to justify herself
Tim leaned closer. "It's not the water making you feel this way. It's me. You want me, don't you?"
How did he know.?He was half correct. She wanted him to touch her,not him as in him!!!
"i'm sorry Mr.Tim i promise not to be wet" she said blinking her puppy eyes
"ahhh shit.. you're a virgin,"he asked his brow raised in fury while she nodded
"Why did Jaxon hire a virgin this time?"
"I'm sorry, I will try not to be a virgin anymore"
"you know what, wear your clothes "
" I lost it at the woods"he hear her little voice speak
" oh goodness" shake his head "change into my clothes in the brown wardrobe dont wear any clothes in the black one okay" Tim was about leaving when she spoke .
"are you meeting the doctor for that " point his manhood and blush.
"no it will go down by itself"he left and murmured as he walk down the hall way ''jaxon why did you hire a virgin this time."