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Chapter 6: What Did He Say?

Celia Bennett's POV:

"Knowing what my father did and having conversations with a variety of countries, I knew it would be a helpful skill if I could converse in other languages," I said as I placed my hands on my hips.

Pierre and Stuart weren't sure how to communicate with each other now, since they knew I could speak their own language. I even smirked at them with this new surprise. They were not sure what to think about it. Although I did think it was a helpful skill to have in my line of work, after I heard the conversation with those men before Pierre arrived, I'm not so sure whether I liked what I heard or not.

"My dear, I want you to know that I will have an appointment set up for you to be measured," Pierre said as he looked over at Stuart, who pulled out his phone and started to type on the screen. "I must mention this. I have a very strict policy for those who work for me."

I swallowed hard, as I didn't exactly know what this meant. Was I going to have a strict wardrobe? I looked down at what I was wearing and knew this to be a business professional look, so what could he be referring to? "What do you mean by being measured?" I asked suddenly.

"My dear, what all do you know about me?" Pierre asked me first, as he took a few steps closer to where I was standing to be now standing in front of me.

I guess he wanted to know all that I knew before he told me what he meant. Alright, I guess I will play along, as I swished my hips to one side, I said with sass in my voice, "You are my father's friend from college and the CEO of the French branch of The Crystal Palace."

"That is correct, but there is a lot more to it than that," Pierre added, then Stuart tapped him on the arm and showed him something on the screen at which he nodded before looking at me and adding his next statement. I let go of my hips and gently crossed my arms as he reached up, and placed his hands on my elbows. "Also, I want to add that you will be required to stay at my residence while I am here."

I tried to say something to which he cut me off, "You know that I have ..."

"These are the terms for being in my service," Pierre said as he tightened his grip on my elbows, and then slid his hands up the sides of my arms all the way up to my shoulders when he said, "You will not object when I give you a demand. Is that clear?"

"Who do you think I am?" I asked as I tilted my head to the side.

"Do I make myself clear?" Pierre said with a bit more force in his tone, but not once did he raise his tone. He only adjusted the force of his tone, not the volume.

I looked down when I nodded my head. He then placed one hand on the bottom side of my chin and lifted it up slightly so he could look at my face. I didn't really want to look at him but the scent that was coming off him made it hard for me to look away. He even started to run his thumb over my soft lips, pulling down on the bottom lip slightly.

I tell you this was not helping the fact that I had feelings building up inside me that I couldn't explain. I was so full of different emotions that I didn't know what to do about them. I even licked my lips right then and tried to bite on my bottom lip, in which his thumb pulled it down again when he spoke.

"Tisk, tisk, tisk, don't do that, my dear," Pierre said, stroking my bottom lip as he stared at it intently. He was even stroking my shoulder that he held onto before he looked back at my eyes. "That will make matters worse for you if you continue to do that. Now, do we have an understanding? There will be no speaking unless I ask you to speak second of all."

I was not sure what to say at that point. Here I was, seemingly caught in a fight with my internal emotions. On the one side, I wanted to tell him off, but on the other side, I was ever so attracted to him and didn't want to upset him either. What was I going to do though? I have never stayed at another man's house before.

I nodded at him when he looked over at Stuart, who walked up again with his phone in hand when he said, "Sir, I have a car waiting out front for her."

"But I have a car," I said without even thinking, causing Pierre to look at me.

"I thought you understood that you would not speak unless you were told to speak," Pierre said disappointingly, to which I lowered my chin again as I was disappointed in myself. I did want to make him happy, but how was I going to manage to do that?

"I will do as you say, Sir," I said a bit reluctantly, with my eyes glued to the floor.

"That is good to hear," Pierre said as he came in closer and his head was right beside mine when he whispered something into my ear. "You will learn to call me, Master."

I looked up in total shock, as I was not sure how to take his comment. He wanted me to call him what! Even my jaw dropped open when I looked over at Stuart, and he even nodded, confirming what I had just heard. I then looked back at Pierre as he lifted my chin, making me close it before he spoke softly with his face directly in front of mine this time.

"Good, now let us all head down to the parking area so you can head on to your appointment," Pierre said, taking a few steps back away from me. "Your driver is downstairs and already waiting to take you to see Rainne. She's a trusted associate of mine and knows exactly what to do, along with what you'll need." I wasn't sure what to say at this point. However, the last thing I expected to hear was, "Are you ready to be my submissive?"

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