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Harry led me towards a white (matching the color of the beautifully painted porch outside) wooden, spiral staircase that connected the floors in a very alluring and interesting way. I've never seen a spiral staircase before, let alone live in a house that has one. For the past eighteen years I ran up and down the ancient, brown, wooden staircase of the Foster Home that had steps higher than most of the stairs I had stepped on.

It took me a few moments to realize that the white, freshly painted chute is actually a slide. It began from the top of the stairs and ended at the bottom. I just had troubles believing that I was stepping on a spiral staircase and now a matching slide is attached to it?! This new life is getting better and better.

"A slide?!"I asked in awe.

"Yes,"Harry answered, moving his head to the right to look down at me in his peripheral vision."I thought it would be fun, you know, instead of taking the stairs, and besides it's quicklier and safer. Oh and in case someone breaks in, which I actually doubt, you can hit him in the balls on your way down without him noticing you."He stretched his right hand, to help me up the last two stairs. An amused smile playing on his lips.

"Someone can break in?!"My voice was laced with worry, apprehension and fear.

"No, Angelina, I very much doubt that. There are high security alarms set up all over the place, video cameras, and the security team is patrolling day and night. There's nothing for you to worry about. I was joking when I said that."The information he just shared with me, made my tense body relax and a sigh escape my lips.

"Good."I nodded, and followed him down a hall. The small elegant lamps hung on the wallpaper-covered walls that had pieces of rubin attached to them, lit up automatically as we strolled by. Decorative and expensive-looking frames in all sorts of size, shapes and nude colors were lined up against the wall in a huge mass of frames.

"Who lives here?"Just now, realisation hit me that there was nobody in the house. Or at least nobody showed up. We've been here for about twenty minutes and nobody has yet made their presence. Maybe they're shy or asleep, because after all it is late, but the question is..who sleeps early on a Friday night?

"Nobody."He stated. Wait..

"What?! You mean I get to live in this huge house..alone?"I gaped at him, stopping in my tracks. He might've that I stopped following him because he turned to me and raised an eyebrow. I can't live alone in a house all by myself. I'll go crazy.

"Don't worry you won't be alone for long, there is the staff who work here. They'll come by tomorrow. But yes you'll be alone in the dollhouse for now."

"So I'm alone?"I asked.

"Yes."He said craning the Y."You're my first doll."He turned back around and continued walking. He stopped just a few feet away from me, in front of some large, also white wooden doors.
"Doll? I'm not a doll."I crossed my arms across my chest and noticed the way his muscles tensed under his shirt.

"Do you want to be called a slave instead?"He asked glaring at me. Completely pinning me in my place with his cold, hard and intimidating gaze. I slowly shook my head."I hate the termen slave so I'll call you doll instead."I slowly nodded my head.

This is a completely different Mr.Styles. He looks intimidating, menacing almost threatening, but still beautiful. I wanted to ask him about the dollhouse but I decided against it.

"This will be your room." He opened the door letting me in. The room was fully furnitured and very spacious. A large bed was placed in the middle of the room, covered in a pale pink cover made out of pure silk, edged with golden patches, and lots of pillows in all sizes and shapes. Some had expensive accessories attached to them like golden buttons, stripes and precious stones. Some of them were simple and some had writings on them.

There was a creme colored carpet in the middle of the room, a small, round glass table with stainless steel legs, that had a vase full of beautiful and breathtaking Peonies. Peonies of different sizes and shades of pink and white. Frames were adored the pink-straped wallpaper along with a few artistic paintings. On the other side, right next to a glass door, which I assume leads to a small balcony, is a wall-size white closet with two body length mirrors attached to the doors.

"Over there is a personal bathroom."He pointed towards a white door opposite the closet. A white couch, also covered in small decorative pillows, stood next to it.

A personal bathroom! Only for me! I don't have to share it with other ninety girls!

"Thank you, Mr.Styles! This is so nice!"Before I could even comprehend what I should do, I threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly. My mind, ever so slowly started processing what I was doing. In a flash I was away from him, hiding my face in shame.

Why did I do that? He's my master for God sake! I can't just throw myself at him and hug him like that! Where are my manners?!

"I'm sorry."I muttered, tears threatening to fall.

Never make a move on your master unless you're asked to do so, or you'll face the consequences.

That rule flashed in my mind in a bold writing making me feel worse.


"I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have done that! Please M-Mr.Styles just don't-"An involuntary sob escaped my shaking lips, adding to my embarrassment. More and more bold rules flashed in my mind.

Never cry in front of your master, it's a shame for a girl to cry! Weak women cry! Shame!

When I looked up I frowned, and my heartbeat quickened.

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Hello guys! I'm really sorry for the cliffhanger but I promise I'll update as soon as possible! I love you all so much for giving this crap a chance! I LOVE YOU!

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