As the door opened, Derrick held his breath. But to his relief, Ruby didn't seem to notice him. She immediately got another call and was already on her phone, talking animatedly to someone. She didn't even look in his direction and she closed the door and went out. He let out a sigh and let out a shaky breath. He had been lucky that time, but he knew he wouldn't be so lucky next time. He had to be more careful.As Derrick unfolded the document, his heart sank."Derrick would be my slave and servant, he would obey me no matter the circumstances." It thus read. The words on the page were clear as day. He read the terms and conditions, and they made his blood run cold. He felt sick to his stomach. He couldn't believe what he was reading. He had been tricked, Ruby made him sign an empty document and then she wrote her wish there and signed. Now he was trapped. He felt like a fool. He felt like he had been used and abused. He had never felt so betrayed and humiliated. He didn't know wh

Trapped in a room, with men watching over him, and Ruby trying to get him to sign a document. But he wouldn't sign it. He knew that if he signed it, he would be condemning himself and his entire life to a life of misery. He would be giving up everything he had worked for, everything he had built. And for what? So that Ruby could get her way? No, Derrick wasn't going to let that happen. He was going to stand his ground, no matter what."Sign the document," Derrick, I know you don't want to sign it," Ruby continued, her voice low and threatening. "But I'm not giving you a choice. You have to sign it, or there will be consequences."Derrick looked at her, his eyes filled with defiance. "I'm not signing it, and you can't make me. That's final" he responded, his voice strong and clear. "You can threaten me all you want, but I'm not going to give in."Ruby's face darkened. "You're being very foolish, Derrick," she remarked, her voice cold and dangerous. "Ruby gave Derrick another shot on h

Ruby and her mother walked into the house, and Derrick trailed behind them, feeling more and more like a third wheel with each step. He followed them into the sitting room, where Ruby's mother gestured for him to sit. He hesitated, not sure if he was welcome, but she repeated the gesture more forcefully, and he reluctantly took a seat. Ruby sat down on a plush sofa, and her mother took the seat next to her. "Would you like anything to drink?" she asked, and Ruby nodded.As Ruby's mother left the room, two more people entered. One was a tall, dark-haired man who looked to be in his late sixties, and the other was a younger man, around Derrick's age. They both had the same sharp features and piercing eyes as Ruby and her mother and Derrick pressumed that they were her brother and father.Derrick's suspicion was cleared when Ruby's mother introduced them as her son and her Husband. Derrick immediately recognised Ruby's brother, he was the person who took his ex wife away from him.As R

“Do you really love and care for my stupid sister? Or you want to get back at me for taking your ex wife by getting married to Ruby?” Micheal, Ruby's brother, asked him.“I can't be like you, I'm not foolish enough to get married to someone just to get back at a clown like you.” Derrick snapped.“How dare you” Michael yelled.Derrick walked out of Micheal and returned to the sitting room, his mind racing. He didn't know what to do or say, so he decided to simply sit down in the nearest chair and try to remain calm. As he entered the room, Ruby and her parents looked up, their eyes full of curiosity. They were wondering what had happened between Derrick and her brother, and what would happen next. The tension in the room was palpable, and no one seemed to know how to break it. Micheal came back into the sitting room."I understand that I'm not employed at the moment," Derrick started, addressing Ruby's father directly. "But my father is a very successful businessman. His company has h

In the days leading up to the party, Ruby was a whirlwind of activity. She was busy planning every last detail, and she left Derrick no choice but to obey her every command. He felt like a puppet, being pulled around by her strings. Every time he tried to speak up, she shut him down. He was reduced to simply following her orders, doing as he was told. He felt like a shadow of himself, his own identity slowly disappearing.In a small act of rebellion, Derrick decided to wear his old clothes to the party, instead of buying new ones as Ruby had demanded. He dug through his closet, finding the least wrinkled and stained clothes he could find. Then he set about the task of ironing them, doing his best to make them presentable. He knew it was petty, but he couldn't help himself. He felt like he had to do something to assert his independence, even if it was something small.Ruby walked into the room without knocking, catching Derrick in the act of ironing his old clothes. She was surprised,