His baby doll

Chapter 14 - Rajah

Leila's pov-

I finish all my food one by one. They tasted sooooo good. I'm glad Damien cares enough to get me healthy good food.

He was still sitting next to me watching me as i eat. Like a creep he is. I continue drinking my sprite. He even got the drink right. Good.

I'm still a bit anxious of where he might be taking me. I barely know this man. Hell I just found out his name.

"Baby doll did you like it? Are you still hungry? Want me to get you more?" He said as worried was shown in his eyes.

"Im fulfill...thanks" I mumble and played with the drink in my hand. I face my body away from him a little. He's so creepy.

I gasp when he suddenly picked me up again but this time bridal style.

"STOP WHY DO YOU DO THIS!!! AHHH HELP AMARIS!! ONDINA!!!!" I yelled and they peaked through the huge kitchen doors smirking. They wave at me and I glare at them.

How. Dare. They.

"Baby doll stop or I'll make that ass red" he said in a deep voice in my ear making me get shivers. Is he sick!?

"Pervert!!!!" I said kicking my legs but they were no use. He went towards the doors that lead outside. I squeal.

"Are you letting me go!!" I said with a big fat smile and he shook his head simply.
"Never" he said darkly and I pout.

He looked kinda scary and I didn't like it.
Is he going to sell me?? NO!

I tried to move again but he squeezed my butt making me scream in shock.

"PERVERT!!" My voice echoed around and he smirks and leaded me somewhere. He carried me for awhile walking somewhere and I was calm surprisingly.

I had my head laid on his chest and I played with his expensive looking tuxedo white shirt. A few buttons undone. It showed his skin with so many tattoos. How many does he have. Where does it stop?

My fingers unknowingly played with the tattoos. I wish someone had my name tattooed in their body. I would never get one. It looked painful. I'm a crybaby so I would sob for life and it's haram.

I huff as I was getting annoyed with all the walking. Suddenly he opens two huge doors and it leaded to a garage. Woah.

((Picture down below)))

I see so many cars and motorcycles. I look at all the different colors. So many colors.
He puts me down and I start to touch the cars. Oh god this one is real gold.

Woah!! I look over and see a purple Lamborghini well I think what it is I don't know cars. I was going to go to it. But

"Baby doll let's go." He said opening a passenger seat to a black Lamborghini I pout and shake my head. I don't want that color.

I point at the purple one and he sighs and closed the door for the black one. "As you wish my queen" he said chuckling and went upfront and got a pair of keys and came back to me and opened the passenger seat for me.

What a gentlemen. Note the sarcasm.

"Baby doll you like this color?" He said getting in his seat and looked at me and I was busy admiring the inside.

"Yeah! But maybe a lighter shade of purple. Like a lavender or lilac color. But I like this one too. Is this all yours!??" I said in a ramble while feeling every bit of the car. It was unique.

I never seen any expensive cars in my entire life. I come from a very poor family that doesn't even have a car.

I have never seen a Lamborghini before. I feel so happy for once.