A.N.: I am going to try and incorporate some of the Korean language in the story starting in the next chapter, if any one knows the language and sees any mistakes please private message me so I can fix them. I own nothing but this plot and the OC characters.

Chapter Three: Travel by air and land

Han swirled his wine as he watched his newest acquisition. Gypsy sat staring out the plane window, watching the sunlight flicker over the clouds, as she fidgeted nervously. She jumped when he cleared his throat to get her attention.

"Come here," he said crooking a finger he beckoned her over towards him. Gypsy jumped at the sound of his voice, but readily obeyed. She moved quickly to stand in front of him, unsure of what to do. Han looked her over once again before placing his wine on the table and pulling her onto his lap.

"What's your name?" he asked as he played with her braids.

"G…gypsy Noel" she said and then hastily added "Sir."

"Hmmm Gypsy, an interesting name. How old are you?"

"Seventeen Sir," feeling him freeze slightly she hurriedly continued. "I….I turn eighteen tomorrow though."

'Hmmm,' he mused to himself. 'I seem to have gotten her just in time.'

"Are you a virgin?"

This time Gypsy froze her eyes comically wide, a faint blush dusting her brown cheeks. She nodded her head and suddenly wished she could disappear. A sharp swat to her rear caused her to let out an outraged and startled squeak. When she attempted to rub the sting away a large hand grabbed her wrist.

"I asked you a question and I expect a verbal answer Little Girl."

"Yes Sir," Gypsy flushed with embarrassment. "I…I'm a virgin."

"Perfect," he purred as he continued to play with her braids. "We have a few things to discuss."

"Sir?"

"I am a fair man, and but I am strict. I have very few rules for you and I expect that they are followed. Do not lie to me ever. Don't ever make me repeat myself, you won't like the outcome. You are to answer me verbally unless I have ordered your silence. You will never disrespect me.

Placing a crooked finger under her chin he turned her head so that she was looking him in the eye. "Any breaking of these rules will result in a punishment of my choosing, are we clear?"

"Crystal Sir," she said.

"Good. Now when we get back to my home, you will be put on a strict health and beauty regimen that you will always follow unless I tell you otherwise."

"Yes Sir."

They sat in silence for a while after that. Han resumed sipping his wine, his hand still playing in her hair. Gypsy for her part gradually relaxed as she stared out the window once more. She couldn't help but still feel numb.

'I wish momma was here,' she thought sadly. 'At least she would be able to talk me through this." Her thoughts were eventually silenced by exhaustion and nerves, her head falling to rest on Han's shoulder. Han easily adjusted her and gently caressed the side of her face.

"Sleep while you can Little Nymph, as soon as we are home your training begins."

…

Six Hours Later…..

"Mr. Han," the pilot said over the intercom. "We have reached out destination and will be landing soon. Your assistant is waiting with the car."

"Finally," Han sighed relieved when the plane began to make its decent. As much as he loved being in the air, he was rather eager to get his new plaything home. Looking down at her, he watched in amusement as she was startled awake by the plane's landing. She appeared to be a bit disoriented so he rubbed her back gently to sooth her.

"Come on little Nymph," he said as he brought them both to their feet.

Gypsy looked up at him hesitantly. Han wordlessly reached into his pocket, and pulled out a simple looking collar with an attached chain.

Satisfied, he began walking towards the exit. Gypsy shook her head to gather her bearings, before a slight tug on the leash had her following at his heels. At the bottom of the planes steps, stood a peppy blonde woman with an almost too cheery look on her face. The look changed to one of confusion when she spotted Gypsy.

"Welcome back Mr. Han." She said as she fiddled with her pda.

"Jessica." He said as he barely glanced at her, continued to lead Gypsy past her to the waiting limo. Jessica frowned and shuffled a little before bounding after them.

"How was your trip Sir?" Jessica said as she opened the car door for him.

"Better than I expected." He said as he slid into the car, gently tugging Gypsy in behind him. Han took a seat and directed Gypsy to kneel sideways in-between his legs. Gypsy blushed and did everything in her power not to touch him, even as he once again began playing with her hair.

Jessica took a seat a little ways away from them and looked at Gypsy curiously. She wanted to question her employer about her, but decided it would be safer to wait for him to make light of the situation.

"Jessica," Han said. "Did you prepare the rooms like I asked?"

"Yes Mr. Han. Everything has been prepared to your specifications.

"Good," he said as he watch the scenery pass.

"Um…Sir?" Gypsy said hesitantly drawing his attention. "Could I have some water?"

Han smiled lightly and motioned for Jessica to hand him a bottle of water from the minibar.

"No no," Han said when Gypsy reached for the bottle. "Open."

Gypsy blushed hotly before hesitantly allowing him to gently pour the water into her mouth. Han brushed a thumb across her full moistened lips, his mind supplying vivid imagery of how they would feel as she worshiped his body. Gypsy, unable to bring herself to look at him, turned her head and started curiously at Jessica. She noted that Jessica wore a nice skirt business suite, her blonde hair pulled into a neat bun, and her silver-blue eyes looking at her with the same level of curiosity.

Han watched the two study each other for a few moments before deciding to give introductions.

"Gypsy, this is Jessica my assistant. If I am not around, you are to follow whatever rules that I leave with her. She will also assist you in your day to day needs, when she is not helping me. When she is, the head maid will assist you. Understand?"

"Yes Sir. It is nice to meet you Ms. Jessica."

"Oh uh," Jessica stuttered. "You can just call me Jessi. Everyone at the house does."

Gypsy smiled hopefully at her, praying that maybe she had found a potential friend. 'I'm going to need all the friends I can get.'

For the next hour Han and Jessica calmly spoke of how well the house was running in his absence, and the call that had come in from a frequent client. Gypsy once again stared out the windows trying her hardest to ignore the hand that had slipped from her hair to her neck. She had always been touch sensitive, and the light feathery touches were slowly making her belly hot.

'I wonder how his fingers will feel somewhere el….WHOA WAIT A SEC! BAD THOUGHTS BAD THOUGHTS!' She shook her head to get rid of her errant thoughts and refocused on the passing scenery. A few moments later, a large iron gate came onto view. The car stopped briefly to get clearance, before continuing onto an estate that appeared to be only slightly smaller than her father's. Flowers decorated the front lawn of the mansion, and a fountain stood in the center of the roundabout driveway. The car slowed to a complete stop and the door was opened by an old butler. Jessica stepped out first, followed by Han and Gypsy.

"Clarence," Han greeted.

"Welcome back Sir," Clarence said as he closed the car door.

Han pulled Gypsy in front of him, her back to his chest.

"Welcome to your new home Nymph." Gypsy felt ice race up her spine at his words. 'This is it, I'm completely at his mercy…'