Ariana's POV

"Who sent you to sabotage my show?" Dylan Sabastine's voice sent a chill down my spine, he was not a man anyone could mess with, I stared into his eyes pleadingly, he's the only one that could get me out of here right now, I was surprised when the police had told me this morning that someone was here to see me and was more shocked when I saw his tall frame waiting for me, "I didn't mean to, you have to believe me" I begged, my heart pounding painfully in my chest, I don't wish to spend another night in this cold cell, he stared at me in disbelief, "what would I gain by sabotaging your show?" I suddenly asked him and he raised a derisive brow, "you tell me, how much were you paid?" I was dismayed by his question and felt like hitting my head against the wall, maybe this is my fate, to rot in this cell.

"I wasn't paid any money as I wasn't sent by anyone" I retorted but the expression on his face didn't change, "you were working alone then" he spoke as if concluding it in his mind.

"I've told you, you were mistaken, it was all mixed up"

"Do you know how much you've cost me? How do you plan to compensate for that?"

I opened my mouth to answer to no words seems to come out as I was lost for what to say, I was desperate to leave this place, I was really scared of going back there, I have to come up with something, perhaps I could work for him, I could do anything for him if only he could let me go, he raised a brow at my silence, "Cat got your tongue?" His tone was derisive and I flinched, he turned his back to me as if to walk away, no, I can't just let him leave, he has to get me out of here, instinctively, I grabbed his jacket, "please, don't leave me here, I would do anything you ask of, just get me out of here" I know I sounded desperate but I couldn't help it, it was exactly how I was feeling, he paused, turning slowly to face me, "anything you say?" His words held a double meaning and I took two steps backward, I licked my already patched lips, I hadn't had anything to eat nor drink since I was brought here, the police have blatantly refused, I knew they were punishing me on purpose, I suddenly felt the strength drained out of me, I was tired and hungry, I held his gaze as I nodded, "anything" I whispered making my decision, it would be better than this cold dark cell.

"You'll be my slave, you'll serve me whenever and however I need your service" his tone was sardonic as he arch a brow waiting for my reply, my heart skipped once, twice, "s...s...slave?" I managed to stammer out, "either that or you'll rot in here until you pay for the damage you've cost me"

I couldn't answer him as I was lost for words, slave, to be a slave to this horrible man, he could snap my neck any second, I shivered even though I wasn't cold

"I see you're having a difficult time making a decision" he turned to leave and I rushed to say, "I'll do it"

He gazed at me as if he never expected that I would agree to his request, "what did you say?"

"I...I...I said that I'll do it, I'll be your slave, I'll serve you as long as I want"

He stared at me for a moment before nodding once and standing up, he spoke to the officers while I closed my eyes in exhaustion, leaning my head against the chair that I was sitting, soon he appeared and I opened my eyes as a shadow fell on me, "let's go"

"What?" I gazed at him, not believing my ears, without another word to me, he walked away, I quickly jumped up from where I was sitting and rushed after him, freedom, I am free at last. What an irony, I thought. I am back from freedom into slavery" I sighed as I quickly followed him out.

Author's POV

Myla watched as Dylan came out of the police station, her eyes narrowed when she noticed Ariana following close behind, there was just something about this lady that she doesn't find comfortable, why would Dylan let her off the hook so easily, he never forgive anyone who crosses his path, he had even chased her out of his office the other day but here he was bringing out this lady from her cell, what's going on? Does he have a soft spot for her? She shook her head vehemently in refusal, Dylan only had a soft spot for one person and that was her, he was her mate and although she had broken the mate bond years ago, she would rekindle it, she would bring back his affection for her, surely, she would still have a place in his heart, even if she doesn't, she would crawl her way back in and no one would stand in the way of her plan, if anyone does, she would have no choice than to remove that person from the picture.

Ariana reached Dylan's home and her mouth hung agape, his house was massive and she wondered just how many people live in it, he opened the door and they were greeted by an elderly woman, "she's my slave, coach her very well" he said brusquely before walking off. The elderly woman turned to Ariana and smiled warmly, "Hello, I'm Greta the housekeeper"

Ariana's tension eased a bit when she saw her warm smile, "I'm Ariana"

"I'll show you to your room so that you can freshen up and have some rest" Ariana walked with the housekeeper towards her room, her eyes rounded when she saw her room, it was huge, more like a princess room and looked nothing at all like where a slave would stay, "I hope you like it," Greta said, "are you kidding? I've never seen something like this" Ariana entered inside with caution, the floor was made of Mable and shiny, for a moment she was scared her legs will dirty it, she ran her palms across the bed, it was soft, she turned to Greta, her eyes doubtful, "are you sure this is my room?" It was too good to be true that she would have such a big and beautiful room, Greta's brow furrowed in confusion at her question, "yes it is, is there anything lacking?"

"No, not at all" Ariana rushed to reassure her, "it's just that it's too beautiful to belong to a slave"

Greta smiled with relief, "freshen up and have some rest" she said simply as she turned to leave, Ariana quickly stopped her, "I have something to ask you?" Greta turned and waited in silence, "I just wanted to know what it is like being Dylan Sabastine's slave" she averted her eyes as she await an answer, her heart pounding and her body tensed, Greta looked at her with something akin to pity, "being his slave because you offended him is the worst thing that can happen to anyone, Dylan Sabastine does not spare an offender"

Her reply sent an icy chill down Ariana's spine and she wondered what deal she had made with the devil.

Ariana groaned as a knock sounded on her door, it seemed like she just closed her eyes to sleep, she wasn't ready to leave her soft fluffy bed just yet, "Ariana, please wake up, it's dawn already" she heard the housekeeper called in her sleep and she rolled on the bed, stretching as her eyes slowly opened, "dawn? How could it be dawn so fast?" She slowly got up and walked to the door, rubbing her eyes and trying to clear the sleep from her eyes, she slowly opened the door and met Greta standing there looking displeased, "master has sent for you" Ariana's eyes widened at that statement, the remnant of sleep flying off from her eyes, "what....but...why...?" She stammered and Greta looked at her as if she suddenly has two horns, "you're his slave, he can send for you anytime"

Ariana was in a panic, her heart raced frantically, "what does he want from me so early? What does he want from me? She chanted the question repeatedly in her head, Greta gazed at her in pity, "calm down, he doesn't bite"

"Doesn't bite, hell, he's the devil himself who wants his pounds of flesh by making her his slave and he doesn't bite? What an irony" Ariana tried to steady her nerves as she asked for directions in a shaky voice.

She slowly walked to the room, following Greta's directions, her palms were sweaty and she repeatedly cleaned them on her Jean, she stopped by the door and took two even deep breaths before knocking softly.

Dylan's POV

A sweet tantalizing smell suddenly hits my nostrils making my wolf awakened just before I heard a soft knock on my door, "come in" I growled and she slowly opened the door and peered in softly,the words "Mate,Mate" suddenly roared in my brain and I could feel the fur of my wolf on my skin, I was shocked at my sudden reaction to her as I tried to rein in the sudden forceful feelings, I had sworn off falling for anyone when I got rejected by Myla, I am the master of my own feelings and no one can ever make me fall in love, I shut off the chanting of Mate in my head as I gazed her her, feeling agitated, she twisted her hands nervous and refused to look me in the eyes, "you must bow whenever you see me" I growled at her trying to unleash my anger on her, she immediately did as I've ordered and I sneered, "now, get me my breakfast and be fast about it"

"Alright" she answered as she made to leave, in a flash, I had her pinned to the wall, "you'll answer, yes my Lord when I'm talking to you because I am your Lord" I watched her for a moment as her cheeks grew red, the scent of her hit my nostrils again and I could feel the claws of my wolf biting into her flesh, she whimpered and I quickly let go, she gagged and fell on the floor as I tried to rein in the sudden lust raging in me, perhaps, it's been too long since I mated, I stared at her in disgust, "get me my breakfast"

"Yes....my...Lord" she stuttered as she scurried to her feet and all but flee from the room, I took two deep breath to steady my nerves, she was by no means beautiful, only average, I had made a vow to myself years ago that I shall live only by myself and on my terms and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Ariana's POV

I ran to the kitchen to get his breakfast, Greta quickly readied his meal for me to take, I wished she took longer time preparing it, in her eyes were look as pity as she handed over the tray of food, I dared not look at her in her eyes, I don't want to see such look of pity or I wouldn't be able to contain the tears, I took the tray from her with shaky hands and was about to leave but her hands on mine stopped me, "you'll be fine" I only nodded at her before walking away, she might just only want to console me with her words but I feel far from being fine,my heart pounded furiously as I approached his door and my legs threatened to give way, my palms folded as I knocked on the door before entering, he was no were to be seen and I heaved in relief, I simply placed his food on the table and turned to leave, "who said you can leave" I gasped at the sound of his voice and turned to see him emerged from where I could guess was the bathroom because he was putting on just a towel around his waist, his skin was well tanned and the color of bronze, the muscles on his chest stood out and dust of hair rested on his chest, this wasn't the first time I had noticed how tall he was, I quickly averted my gaze and shifted uncomfortably on my foot as he walked close to me, his breathe fanned my face, "I need a warm bath" my head snapped up at his words, "what?"

"It looks like you'll need a hearing aid"

"No...no....I..mean, I heard you the first time" I rushed to say snapping myself out from my daze.

"Good, now go and prepare it" I scurried from his presence and ran into his bathroom, I need to get it done very fast and leave, he entered when I'm not yet done, I was about checking which tap is for hot water and which is for cold water when I heard his voice behind me, "what the hell are you doing?" He boomed, I jumped at the sound of his voice, my palm unconsciously hitting the handle of a shower, "what the hell" he screamed as icy shower came raining down, I gasped at the cold feel of the water on my skin, it was damn cold and in a moment, I was soaked down to my panties, he quickly reached over and turned it off gazing at me angrily, "you just can't do anything right, can you" he said through clenched teeth, his eyes blazing taking on a glow I have never seen before, I gasped and took a step backwards and he quickly turned his back to me, "get out of here" he said quietly, I was confused, maybe I should apologise to him, I opened my mouth to do just that, "I..I"m..."

"I said get out" he bellowed and without another word, I ran out of his room.

I didn't stop running until I reached my room, what just happened? I asked myself over and over again, and what was the thing about his eye color, maybe, he's some sought of alien, I shivered at the possibility and shook my head, aliens only exist in movies not in real life, I shook the thought out of my head as I quickly changed and got into the bathroom, he just might ask me to slave for him at work.

Dylan's POV

I stood in the bathroom for a moment with my eyes closed, I knew she had seen the change in them earlier, I tried to calm myself down, I don't understand why I always feel like a volcano getting ready to explode when I'm with her, I could feel the restlessness in my wolf, "we just can't keep showing ourselves when we want you know" I whispered and I could practically hear it growl, "this is not our world, it is human world, we don't show up anytime we wished" I could feel that my wolf wasn't happy at my words and I chuckled, "stop being grumpy buddy, don't worry, tonight, I'll take you out and we'll go for a hunt" I could feel it now practically dancing in glee but still not too happy that i am rejecting our mate, but everyone was lucky enough to get mate twice in a lifetime but I certainly do not see it as being lucky because I certainly do not need any one in my life. It's been a while I let out my wolf, I've lived like humans since I ran away from my pack, I guess it's time to give my wolf a moment of freedom, right now, I could do anything for my wolf,well, anything except accepting a mate for him.

Author's POV

Ariana walked into the fashion bureau with Dylan, she cringed at the whispers and stares she got and felt like the ground should open and swallow her up, with heads bowed, she followed Dylan straight to his office with heads bowed but he suddenly stopped by the door and she bumped into him, she heard him hissed in anger before turning suddenly to face her, his eyes flashing fire, "will you for a moment not be clumsy?" He hissed and she cowered, "I...I'm sorry" she stuttered and he gritted his teeth, "can't you say a word without stuttering?" Heads still bowed, she kept quiet, she doesn't understand why he was being so angry with her today, without another word, he went in and she meekly followed and watched as he sat behind his desk. "It's time for my coffee" he stared at her straight in the eyes and she quickly averted hers, he had told her never to stare at him in the eyes, he frowned when she made no move to go get his coffee, "is something wrong?" Her eyes rounded at his question, "huh?" He rolled his eyes, obviously seeking for patience, "why the heck are you still standing there? Didn't you hear what I said? As my slave, you have to be fast and sharp in doing my bidding" she gulped and burped her head as she quickly ran out of the office," and be right back before I blink my eyes shut and opened" he snapped just as her hands touched the doorknob.

"I see you're finally a slave," Samantha said to her, blocking her passage, she doesn't have time for this right now, she just had to get Dylan's coffee to him, she made to bypass Samantha without answering her but she moved too, blocking her still, "you know, it's what you deserved, you deserved all the pains and more, I and father made a toast to your good riddance" Samantha's words seared into her heart like hot coals, it's obvious she wasn't missed as they didn't even bother to look for her, no one on this planet Earth loves her, she blinked away the tears and tried once again to bypass Samantha but yet again, she blocked her from passing, "why are you doing this? We're supposed to be sisters" she whispered fighting the tears trying to spill, Samantha scoffed at her words, "sisters" she spat out nodding in anger, "it would have been possible if you hadn't killed our mother"

"Sam, I don't even have a memory of her neither do I have the memory of killing her"

"It doesn't change the fact that you killed her, you let her die and I'll hate you as long as she's dead, we can only be sisters when you bring her back to life" Samantha hissed.

She stared at Sam, tears spilling, she wondered if she had really killed their mother, but this wasn't the place to discuss such, Dylan's coffee was getting cold and Sam wasn't letting her through, she took a deep breath, "I think we'll have time to discuss this later but for now, I have to give our boss this" she raised the coffee to Sam and made to go, "actually, he asked me to bring it" Sam said taking the cup from her hands, "what do you mean?"

"Yeah, he said I should bring his cup of coffee from you, he want you to get a file for him from the dressing room" she eyed Sam, doubt written all over her face, "why would I come looking for you if the boss hadn't sent me? I don't like even seeing your face and you know it"

She sighed at Sam's words, that at least is true, Sam doesn't like to set eyes on her and why would she come up with such a lie? "What file?" She asked

"Oh, just go, someone is there to give it to you" with that, she turned on her heels and walked towards the dressing room.

Samantha smiled smugly as she watched her walk away, "what a fool" she whispered as she stared at the coffee in her hands and dumped it into the trash, "little fool, you don't know a bomb is about to explode on you and tsk, tsk, tsk, you're not going to survive this one, my poor little sister".

Ariana opened the door to the dressing room but didn't find anyone there, "hello" she called out nervously but no one answered, she slowly walked in and wondered who was supposed to give her the file, "hello" she called out again still no answer, she hissed in pain as she hit her leg on the dresser table, she massaged it gently as her eyes landed on a blue file there, "oh, the file is here? But no one is here, perhaps, the person couldn't wait long enough to hand it to her personally" she quickly took it and walked towards the door, she tried the knob but it didn't bulge, her heart skipped, was she locked in? Her hands nervously went to the locket on her neck, for some reason, touching that locket always calm her in times of distress, she tried again but still, it didn't budge, she pounded on the door, "is someone there? Please, I'm locked in, help me" sweat beaded her forehead as she tried to get the door opened, she pounded repeatedly on it but knew it would take some sought of a miracle for someone to hear her, the dressing room is at the extreme end of the office and staffs don't use it except there's a show and from what she knew, there wasn't any show set for that day, she sat down slowly on the ground, perhaps, when she didn't come back with the file, Dylan would come looking for her.

Samantha smiled smugly as she walked away from the door of the dressing room, she had stood there and listened to the fool's desperate pounding of the door, she must be exhausted right now, "no one can save you now dear sister, let's see how you get out from this one, the show is about to begin and I'll sit and enjoy myself, what a great show it would be" she laughed quietly as she walked towards her office.