His hands were so calloused and firm, but gentle at the same time. You could hear the silver of your new neck pass clinking as he slipped it on your neck, it was clearly very expensive, and was very gorgeous.

“You should wear this at my party angel…” He says, smiling as his hands rest on your shoulder. “You’ll be the most precious looking one there…”

He threw parties constantly at his mansion, he made you attend them as well. They were extravagant, with famous guests and Impressive entertainment. It’s not like you could say no to the guy who’s paying your rent anyways.