Everyone in the seat in front of us slides out then flips the seat up for us to get out. He still has my hand in his as he helps me out of the car. I look up at the massive house that looms over us. It is a five-story house that looks like it was built in a woman's eyes because of the layout. It is an odd shape but laid out to look like things are easy to find with the different levels. The top floor is the smallest, and then it gets bigger until it disappears under the ground to where I can not see how far down it goes after that. He smiles at the look on my face stepping between the house and myself.

"Welcome home, Avaleigh. Now, let me show you where you will be staying, then you can take a quick shower. I think my sister should have something that you can wear until we take you out shopping to get a new wardrobe." Turning, he still has my hand in his, walking into the front door while the men flick their eyes at me, then take them back to where they were. As soon as we walk into the house, a girl that looks about fourteen flies down the stairs jumping into his arms. He catches her with ease while spinning her around.

"Hey Sofia, have you been having fun today in the helicopter?"

"It was the best. It would have been better if you could have been there with me, though. I am so glad that you finally talked daddy into buying one."

His dad walks up, looking at her with a kind smile. "He did not talk me into it; I know how much we could use one for short trips, so I finally found one that I liked. Did your mother go with you?"

She pouts. "No, she said that heights scare her. I had to go with my bodyguard; he is nice but still not the same."

Both men chuckle when her eyes finally look over in my direction. "Who is this?" as she squirms out of his grip, walking up to me, "Hello, my name is Sofia. I am the life of the family around here" she sticks her hand out, so I shake it.

"Not true" Zamir steps up, "I am just as fun as you if not more."

"Who is your friend? I have never seen her, and why does she look like she just stepped out of a dirt pile?" as she scans my face and old worn clothes.

"Sofia, that was not nice. She is a new addition to the house, so can you get me one of your dresses until we can go shopping?"

Her eyes light up at the word, "Sure, I have a brand new one that has been hanging in my closet for over a year. I thought I wanted it but then never wore it. I will give it to you only if I can go with you shopping" she looks at both guys. Her dad smiles, but Zamir rolls his eyes.

"Fine, please go get the dress while she gets a quick shower. Bring it to my room" as he grabs my hand again.

"Oh? Did Zamir finally find a girlfriend?" she says in a teasing voice.

"Not now, Sofia, just please do as you're are asked, or I will not take you on my shopping trip." She turns on her heels flying up the step, then is gone out of sight before I can blink. "Sorry, my sister is the youngest in our family, along with being the most spoiled out of all of us." He leads me up the first flight of stairs; then we head down a long hall going up another set. I am looking everywhere at all the beautiful pictures on the walls, how delicate it is decorated, and just the expensive items. I have slowed my walking down to stop and look at everything.

"Come on, Ava, I will give you a tour shortly. Trust me; we will have plenty of time to see everything in the house." He opens a door about the middle of the way down the hall, where we enter the biggest bedroom I have ever seen in my life. The walls are painted in a silver color, a huge bed with a black and silver comforter on it, and we walk by a huge walk-in closet that is very neat with men's clothes hanging in there. We walk to the back of the bedroom as he opens the next door, a huge bathroom that seems almost as big as the bedroom. It is decorated in silver tiles, black sinks with gold faucets, there is a huge shower in the corner surrounded by clear glass with the same tile work with gold accessories. He walks in, grabbing a huge robe that is hanging on a hook handing it to me. "I don't have female shower items, but you are more than welcome to use mine until we get your own here shortly." Looking around the place, I still feel uncomfortable in this lifestyle. He leans against the counter, crossing his arms. "What is wrong, baby? You look like a deer caught in headlights."

"I have just never been anywhere like this before. This house is amazing and very well decorated. Did your mother do all of this?"

His eyes flash with love. "Yes, she did. You will meet her at supper when we return from getting your clothes. Lay your dress on the floor there while I will go see if my sister has brought you that dress," pointing to the floor in front of the shower.

He leaves as I slowly take the dress off; it is nothing nice. Just a pullover since that is all we could afford at the time I needed one. I play with the handles in the shower, learning how to get them at the correct temperature. When I finally get it right, I step in moaning as this is the first real hot shower I have had in months. Everyone else would take theirs at the house before I even attempted to try; most of the time, it was cold, making it where I would jump in quickly and then get out as fast as possible. Closing my eyes, I stand there, letting the water flow over my body slowly. It feels so good that I did not even hear the door to the bathroom open. The shower does not have a door; it just has an opening that is behind me. Leaning my head to the side to let the water relax my muscles, I jump as a pair of arms circle my waist and a kiss lands on my neck. Snapping my eyes open, I try to pull away, but the grip has me against a very hard, hot body.

"Easy baby, It is just me. We had a hard time with something we had to take care of earlier, so I need a shower to freshen up, or my mother will not let me sit down at the dinner table" as he starts to kiss my neck.

His hands roam my body slowly as he groans into my neck with his hot breath. "What are you doing? Let me finish; then I can let you have the shower to yourself," trying to push myself away from him.

"Not a chance; I like you right here in my arms. You are absolutely stunning; I thought you looked good with clothes on, but damn woman, you are drop-dead gorgeous naked."

He spins me around to look at him where I see the mixture in his eyes. Fire, lust, and hunger are flowing through them, then looking down and his member is standing at full attention as his mouth descends on me. His kiss is slow and sweet at first; then, it gets hotter and heavier. I am pinned up against the wall in a flash as his hands roam my body slowly; his mouth is all over my jaw, neck, and ear.

"Zamir, I can't. Please, I am not ready for this."

He pulls back just a hair looking at me. "Why are you not ready? I can't help myself; your body is driving me crazy. My eyes have never seen such perfection like yours. I will make you moan in pleasure like no other person ever has."

Dropping my head, "That is the problem. I have never been with anyone before, so I don't know how to do this," shaking a little at the thought.

His grin is pure evil as he traps me against the wall with his massive body. "Then let me show you exactly what you have been missing."