We stopped outside a big house and the front gate opened so the car will get in.
My heart is racing. The whole drive I didn't think much about the place we were going. I have no idea what is going to happen here.

The car was parked outside the big house. It has a big garden, and big windows all around it. It has two floors and big balconies.

We got out of the car and Zayn grabbed my arm and walked towards the door.
The other two men walked in front of us.

A man was standing in the door with a smile on his face. He also looked familiar to me. He had blue eyes, and blonde but brownish hair.

*Flashback.*

"Listen Ara, you will meet one of my most important business managers, so I want you to behave and look good okay?" my dad said touching my long hair.

"Okay."

"You should wear that cute little black dress you have, I absolutely loved it"

"Mhm."

He looked at me  "Words." he snapped.

"Okay." I quickly answered.
"I will wear this."

"Good." he said leaving the room.

I really didn't want to wear this dress. But some of my father's co-workers would come to our home tonight, so we will eat all together and they will meet their bosses family.

Should I wear the dress?

I looked at my wardrobe and found the dress my father have bought for me.

It is black and short, with some lace in the neck and the arms. It actually looks cute.

I wore the dress and looked myself in the mirror. I look much older than my age wearing this.

I quickly brushed my hair and wore some lipstick although I know my father won't approve.

I ran downstairs to see that the guests were actually here.

"Oh, Arabella!" my father said.

"Here, this is my youngest daughter, Arabella. Isn't she lovely?" he touched my hair again like he had done before and I looked up to the four men standing in front of me.

"Hello." I said and smiled at them

They all smiled at me and then at my father, but none of them actually said his name at me, or even spoke to me.

"Let's go to eat." my father finally said and patted me on the back.

We sat on the table and started eating, the men were discussing things I couldn't understand and sometimes some of them would look at me and smile.

The youngest of them was sitting across the table. He looked very nice, and he was the only one I liked. He had blonde curly hair and blue piercing eyes. He wore a black button up shirt and his hands were covered in tattoos, although I couldn't see all of them. He stared at me sometimes, but he looked away when I turned to face him.

*End of flashback.*

"Hello Arabbela." he said looking at me.

That's him. That's my dad's co-worker.

"I'm Alex." he gave me his arm for a handshake and I quickly gave mine.

My arm was shaking.

"How was your trip guys?" He said looking at the boys.

"Good." Noah said.

"And she was good too, you are gonna like her." Ethan said touching my shoulder. I backed away.

Alex looked at my gesture and nodded.
"You are free to go, unless you want to stay for beer." he said laughing.

"Alex, it's 5 in the morning for god's sake." Zayn laughed as he let go of my arm.

They turned their back to us and walked towards the car. They said goodnight and that they will talk tomorrow and they left leaving me alone with Alex.

Noah handed him my backpack and winked at me before he got in the car.

Alex grabbed my arm and made me walk inside the big house before he closed the door.

"I will give you a quick house tour.You will be staying here with me." he said then looked at me "Not questions yet."

He looked more scary than the other guys.

"On the first floor we have the living room, here, and my office next to it" he showed me a door on the left of the big staircase, the room inside was dark and i couldn't see it. "And the kitchen is there." he said pointing on the right door.

He walked up the stairs so I followed him
"On the second floor we have my room, the bathrooms, and the guest bedroom."

I nodded.

I looked around the big house, he must be rich or something.

I yawned and he looked at me.

"Let's go to bed okay? You look tired."

He then walked towards the first door and opened it. He turned on the light and got inside and I followed.

The room had white walls, and a big king sized bed in the middle. The black curtains at the windows were closed shut. 

He opened a drawer and got out a t-shirt and some sweatpants.

"Here, wear this." He said and gave me the clothes. "The bathroom is there."

I saw the door and walked towards it. I got inside and locked it. I don't really trust him.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. My hair is all over the place and my eyes look tired and red.

I washed my face and tried to fix my hair a little.

I quickly changed to his clothes and got outside of the bathroom. I have so many questions still.

"You will sleep with me." he said.

"No." I said in a soft tone. He turned to look at me with a raised eyebrow "I don't want to." I added and looked at him.

"I don't even know you! What do you even want from me?" I said and looked at him again, tears were forming in my eyes. I am tired and scared, and I want to go home.

"You are mine, baby." he said coming close to me, taking some hair from my face and putting them behind my ear.

"No I am not." I said as a tear ran down my cheek.

I would never admit it to him but I'm actually scared of him.

"Shhh, come here." he said and hugged me. I cried in his arms and then he pulled me in the bed.  I am so tired and confused and scared and..

I backed away from him and looked at his face. I tried to get up from the bed but he grabbed my hand and pulled me again close to him.

"We have met before right?" I said. "You are one of my father's co-workers."

"We do, and no, I do not work with your father anymore." he said holding my hand tight.

"Why am I here? What do you want from me?"

"I will give you the answers you want another time okay? Try to sleep."

He let go of my hand and rested his head back waiting for me to lay next to him.

"No!" I protested. "I won't sleep with you..."

He was clearly getting angry at me, but I wouldn't let him sleep in the same bed as me.

"Fine then!" he snapped.

He grabbed my hand tight as I whined from the pain. He took me out of the room and quickly walked into another room.

His pace was quicker than mine and I had to almost run to catch up with him.

He pulled me into the room and placed me on the bed.

He went to the drawer and looked inside.

I looked away from him but I couldn't see many things because the room was dark, but it seemed empty.

I could run and leave the room while he had his back turned away from me, but I had nowhere to go.

Alex grabbed some ropes and came back to me grabbing my hand and tying it to the wooden bed.

"W-what are you doing?" I said and looked at my hands.

How am I going to sleep tied up?

"You wanted to sleep on your own so I am letting you sleep on your own!" he said.

He checked if the ropes were tied right and turned his back leaving the room.

He looked at me one more time.

"Goodnight, Arabella." he said walking away.

"No!" I screamed.

"You can't leave me here tied! Come back!" I yelled and my voice cracked as tears were streaming down my face.

I cried and cried but he wouldn't come back, so I layed down and tried to make myself comfortable.

The truth is, I don't need to try to sleep.  I was so tired that I couldn't even keep my eyes open. In a couple of minutes I was asleep.