Episode 3

She's so cute, she just needs to be looked after. Her red hair could be better moisturized and her clothes could be better too. It looks like I'm going to become a Pygmalion for her.

"Okay, I'm not sending you back. I'm going to marry you. We'll be husband and wife, but only on paper. I can't take you to my bed. And you won't complain if I bring another woman home, because I don't want to hurt you, but I'm a man and I need to relieve myself." She sits down on the floor, as if relieved by this.

I'm bothered by her attitude. Does she really want me to take her virginity? She hasn't really seen me yet. The lights in my room are dimmer, apart from the mask I wear. But the fact is that she hasn't seen my real face. She hasn't seen my deformed face, she hasn't seen the monster I really am. Would she change her behavior if she saw me?

"Come here, girl, I'm going to show you something that's sure to change your mind." I take her hand, make her stand up and lead her into the kitchen, where the light is brighter. I walk in front of her and, as soon as we arrive, I slowly take off my mask so that she can see my real face. "I'm deformed, girl, and I don't think you'd want a husband like that, would you?"

She approaches me and runs her hand over my scar. Looking closely into her eyes, I don't see pity in them, I don't see her pitying me, but a look... I can't decipher what she's thinking, but the soft touch of her hand makes me feel strange.

"That's nothing to be ashamed of. It's those who steal, kill and harm people who should be ashamed. You're hurt, but that's nothing to be ashamed of."

I hold her hand tightly, pulling it away from my face, not understanding why she's being so nice. She doesn't even know me to talk about me, as if I'm not to blame for anything. She doesn't know my story and has no idea what kind of monster I am, not just on the outside, but on the inside too.

But she gives me a simple smile, and I'm even more lost. Is she really that naive, or did she already know I was a deformed person and is just making sure she stays in this house?

"Have you heard about me?" She nods, and I search her eyes for any hint of a lie. "Well, what's your name?"

"Amelia Slink."

"Nice name." I look back and call my housekeeper, and she approaches. "Lira will take you to one of the guest rooms, you'll stay there as my guest until the wedding. But, as I said, stay out of my personal life. In here, we'll only be husband and wife on paper. No entering my room without my permission, understand?"

"Yes, sir, I promise I'll do whatever you say. As long as you keep me safe in your house, you'll have nothing to complain about, I swear."

"Okay, now go. Edson..." I'll call you back. "Find me another woman for the night, this girl is too young for me. And she doesn't have the structure to put up with me."

"If you want, I'll take her back, James. You don't have to keep her if you don't want to, let alone get married."

"Leave her there. If she bothers me, I'll send her away. Now go and do as I say." He goes outside and I look at the stairs, wondering what it will be like to have a teenager in my house.

But she's very pretty, I can't deny that. Her red hair is a rarity for me. I've had sex with all kinds of women, but never an original redhead. I shake my head at these thoughts, she'll be like a cousin or friend in this house, maybe I'll even treat her like a daughter, since I'm almost twice her age.

As soon as Edson returns, he says there's a huge mix-up as to where he bought the woman. From what he says, Amelia has run away and the house is closed.

"Did you say she was here?"

"No, sir. I haven't found the security guard who brought her here either. But I saw the woman you bought," she said that without money, the pimp won't let her come.

"Go back there and take the money so she can spend the night with me... No, forget it, it can't be any woman from there." Amelia said her father was going to sell her to another man, if one of the women sees her here, she'll give her up, which will be much worse. Tell you what, research everything you can on Amalia Slink. I want everything first thing tomorrow.

I'm going to have to spend another night alone. It's been ten years, what's one more night? I go up to my room and, before entering, I look at the door where she is standing. This house has always been as lonely as I am, always silent, because even the maids don't make a sound. I hope she'll be well-behaved too, and that she won't turn my house or my life upside down.

I enter my room and go straight to the bathroom. I relax, letting the water run over my body, but the fucker is that the girl never leaves my head. Her touch, so soft on my burnt skin, made my body react strangely. I thought she was going to run away, but no, it seemed to be something normal for her.

I turn off the shower and wrap the towel around my waist. When I open the bathroom door, I hear a noise in the closet. I go to it and find her wrapped in a towel going through my shirts.

"What are you doing here?" I say with a raised voice and she turns around. The fright makes her drop the towel, which falls to the floor, giving me a view of her perfect body. Oh, shit!

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