Chapter 3 ~Part 2~

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~ Ryan
I walked into the house with bags and flowers in my hand. The flowers were for martha, i felt like she deserved it. For some reason I was real chill today. After she called me i got all of the records of Ebony... well Nya. Shes still my ebony though. I don't care what she says, she's staying here.
"MARTHA!!" i yelled, there was no reply. "EBONY!!" i yelled again, there was no reply. i put the bags on the couch, they were filled with Ebonys new underwear. I didnt know what size she was but i guessed, they probably will fit. The underwear sets were like fair looking, like lingerie but regular. I just want her to feel comfy.... well even if she doesn't, she will wear what ever i give her. Damn i can imagine her body in it, id be a gentlemen though.

As i walked upstairs i took off my tie, i walked into the bathroom and saw martha holding ebony under the water. I just got aggravated and grabbed Martha by the hair, threw her against the wall and turned the water off. I drained the water and pulled ebony up. i moved the hair from her face and looked at her. "Are you alright, what happen?" i asked, i untied her arms and legs. Its like after i read her file I sympathized for her, it's like I rescued her.  I got her out the tub and sat her on the edge. This bitch gonna punch me in my face and run. I wasn't in the mood for this, I ran passed Martha who was still laying on the floor. I ran downstairs and grabbed her before she could run out the house. She started kicking and screaming, clawing at my arms and chest. I needed to calm her down, I didn't wanna hit her so I just pinned her against the wall. "Relax, I'm not trying to hurt you." She spit in my face and tried to release her arms. I outta beat her ass, but I won't. She will experience her first punishment. I gripped her wrist and pulled her to the basement, it quickly turned into dragging her. She was being very difficult.  I grabbed some rope from the floor and tied her arms to one of the pipes. "I hope you're happy ebony." She started to cry and scream. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled, she was beginning to piss me off. She wouldn't stop so it's back to beating bitches now. I gripped her jaw and pulled her face to mine. She looked at me and stopped crying.
"Why do you want to go home? It's not like it was any better there." I let her face go and walked upstairs. I got the bag with her clothes in it and brought it down stairs to her. She was quite and looked at her lap. " I promise u it will be better here princess, you just got to listen." I took out some underwear and made her stand up, I wiped the dirt from on her butt and thighs off with my hand. I pulled the underwear up and sat her back down. She started to cry again, I sat in front of her and crossed my legs. "I'm not letting you go." I wiped the tears off her cheek with my thumb and kissed her head. I got up, took the bag and turned the lights off. I walked upstairs and closed the door behind me. I sighed from the thought of having to handle Martha.

"Martha." I walked upstairs to her still on the bathroom floor. I leaned against the wall and placed my fingers on the bridge of my nose, " You either get on board or you die. Being fired is not an option." She began to sob, I ignored her cries. I jerked her up from the collar of her uniform and gripped her neck. "Please Mr.Matthews, I'm sorry." She plead, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I dropped her turned on the shower. "Don't you talk to ebony unless I say to. Go make me dinner." She stood back up and nodded. "NOW!" She ran down the stairs I'm assuming to the kitchen.

I took off my shirt and kicked off my shoes. I took off the rest of my clothes and got in the shower. I'm so aggravated and disappointed about the lack of respect they both have. They don't think about me at all, it didn't even reach two day yet and they are already pissing me off. I need to just relax, ebony is just scared and Martha is just.. I don't know but what ever her problem is she need to fix it.  Tomorrow I'm going to take a sick day and get to know ebony, yea that will be nice. I'll get her to try on the underwear and see if it fits, the underwear she had tonight fit so good. Shit, I should just take her. That could be her punishment, nah I can't i need her trust me if I want this to work.
While I was taking Martha off her, I seen the scars along her back. They were like belt marks or something. I can't let her go back to that house. Her first night in that house was hell according to her file, she got in a fight with her foster sister over a seat, her foster father and brother attack her and her foster mother beat her right after. I don't understand why they didn't take her out once they heard about what happen ... why put her back into that situation. I need to control my temper around her I don't want her to think she has to fight me off or need to have a guard up.  I won't hurt my princess.

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