It's the story of two people trapped in a relationship which they can't survive and they can't escape either. Life has played a game with them The rebel is caught in a cage and icy cold heart started to see what emotions are. Will the free bird will became an empty lifeless toy of her owner or will the toy becomes his addiction? *** He was sitting on the leather chair with a drink in his hand "Sit" he said as cold as ever. I sat on the edge of the bed. "Wow so you think you deserve my bed already, that's ambitious." He said in his malicious tone and I got up in a haste "So-sorry" I apologized that I sat in his bed. "Hmmm...so the stutter is back." He commented....It's because now the fear his back. "Sit" he commanded again and I didn't know what to do. There is nothing apart from the bed where I can sit to which he just said no. I thought he might add something to clear his instructions but he didn't. He was looking at me with his icy cold blue eyes like he will eat me up. I swallowed realizing what he meant and I bend my knees and knelt in front of him. He smirked. "Not a dumb whore, good to know." He said in his condescending tone as ever and I looked down. Hearing whore from him for the second time hurt just as much as the first. I felt leather at my chin and I realized he pulled my chin up with his shoe making me look at him. I bite back a sob controlling to not give into my emotions right now. Emotions that seems to appear only when he is around. ***