chapter 2

After all the paperwork was done, we decided to finish with dinner. The three of us were sitting in the elegant dining room but only Angelina and I were speaking, Max on the other side had a looked upset and didn't talk too much. In front of us we had a delicious roast beef that I was enjoying a little too much. Maxwell had a much smaller portion and looked at me with disgust on his face. "So, Maxwell, tell me. How did you ended up working for Angelina?" I asked. Without looking at me he started to talk. "Well piggy, I always had a gorgeous face and body and didn't like the idea of working long shifts for a shitty amount of money. One night I meet the most amazing and beautiful woman on a club he said and smiled at Angelica. "We were talking and she told me what his business was all about, perfect for a playboy like me. She promised me that I wouldn't regret it, that some beautiful rich woman would choose me to be her toy. And then I ended up with a desperate fatty like you. And that's the story" I just laughed. "Did I say something funny fatty?" He say annoyed. "Everything you said it's funny. How many times have you told that story boy? Do you really believe that I don't know who you really are, ***?" I said and he just looked at me angrily. "***? Other that fat you're blind bitch; I'm perfect in every way!" I just smile slightly and looked at Angelina. "He doesn't know?" she looked back at me. "Not really, none of them know I research them" Max looked puzzled. I took the file Angelina gave me from my purse and showed it to him. "I know that nothing that you said was true and that I really have a reason to call you ***" He stand up and said angrily "Whatever. I'm not that boy anymore. I'm better than him now, and better than you bitch!" Angelina looked at him with calm on her eyes. "Look out for how you talk to your new owner Maxwell. Remember, you signed a contract. All your past life doesn't exist anymore. And she already bought you. There's no turning back. So you may want to watch your mouth" Maxwell was visibly confused and annoyed. "Don't mind him Angelina. And please, I demand that you call him Barry from now on. No more pretending." I turned around to face him "Sit down Barry. I'm going to tell you something really important" He looked at me defiantly "You belong to me now, do you hear me? And you are going to do what I tell you. Any way of misbehaving will be punished" I said to him in a calm but firm voice, without looking at him. He walked to Angelina and kneeled before her "There must be a mistake" He said angrily. "You said I would be with-"Angelina didn't let him finish and smacked him on the face. "The only mistake here is the one you made thinking you had a choice." Angelina stood up, face emotionless and dark. "Don't ever talk back to me or any of my costumers. You have signed the contract and now your life isn't yours anymore. You'll do what Amelia tells you and that's final." I could see the fear in Barry's eyes, it seems like the weight of every choice he made was sinking in and he didn't like it. "Enough of this silliness, go get ready for the travel" Angelica turned his back at him and continued our conversation. He stayed there for a couple of seconds, still on his knees and hand on the red spot in his face from the pain, then proceed to do has he was told. When he left the room, Angelica gave me an apologetic look "I'm sorry for hitting him, but it was necessary, his attitude was out of hand" I gave her a happy smile "No, please, don't apologize. I've always loved to see how you train them. And I could see what the real Barry it's like, too afraid to talk back when confronted. This one it's going to be fun." We kept on our conversation waiting for Barry, a few minutes later he showed up at the dining room, his baggage already carried to the car by my driver. He walked to the table with an angry face, without looking at us. "I am sorry for the way I talked to you Angelina, I understand my place and will do as you and my new owner says" he hesitated for a moment and the looked at me. "I'm ready to go pigg- I mean, Miss Amelia." He corrects himself. I was disappointed that he didn't keep on fighting but gave him a approving nod. "Well Angelina, the deal it's done. Thank you for your service and please come visit me sometime, I'd love to see you again. Maybe we can arrange a play date with one of your toys." She smiled, both pleased for closing the deal and for the invitation. "Would be an honor, I'll let my assistant arrange the time" And with this my dear friend walked out of the room. We were leaded to the car by Angelica's assistant, Barry walking behind me with an arrogant face again. I have to admit, he was good at pretending. But that wasn't going to save him from all the things I had planned for him. When we got at the car he seemed a bit surprised, I've always like to keep a low profile so our car was a black Cadillac Escalade and not a limo like many of my friends. My mansion was an hour away and this gave me the time to give Barry the rules on his new house. Sitting next to me, he was quietly watching through the window. I had to admit, any other girl would've in top of him right now. As good looking as he was, there was still a lot of work to do. "Listend up Barry" I said looking forward. "You are my toy now, but I've never liked how that sounds. So, besides your real name, you'll be given a nickname. You'll know which it is when you get your collar" He chuckled "Collar? So that's what you're into. I'm sorry, I thought you have me as a sex slave of something. Seeing as I am obviously the hotter guy you'll ever have" He said full of himself. And by the way, I won't answer to you unless you call me Maxwell. Barry it's gone and it's never coming back" I kept looking forward "That's the plan, but you're not ready yet" I said coldly. He looked at me confused. "You will not be alone, there are other toys and employees on the mansion that will train you when I'm busy" I opened my bag and got a chocolate bar from it. I offered to him "By the way, you must be hungry, eat this" He made a sickening face and rejected my offer. "As if. You don't get a hot body like mine eating junk food. Don't be embarrassed, I can see how you got so fat. If you want to eat it just go ahead." He went back to look at the window. I put the bar back at my bag "I was hoping you would embrace your inner hunger but it seems that it's going to be harder that I thought. Good, that's how I like it" He shrugged in discomfort and the rest of the drive was silent.