Prologue

A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET

PROLOGUE

“The boys have the target, boss.”

I heard Gio announce to Vermont who nodded in approval but his eyes still fixated on the Mexican girl who bashed the dance floor with her sexy dance moves.

It was my first time in a club and I’d say there's nothing about it that's to my liking. The loud distasteful music, the cigarettes, the whisky, and even the people all irritated me.

“I want her,” He said and I couldn't help but notice how the Mafia’s eyes closely followed the young lady.

“The one in purple.” He added, ultimately qualifying his pick.

He looked at her just the way he had lustfully scrutinized my naked body under the luminous bathroom light yesterday.

The shame gushed through my body again, making me shudder.

No one aside from my mother has ever seen me naked, at least not one I remember, talk more of the places he touched me–

As much as I hated Vermont and being here, I wouldn't say I miss home or want to be there because home meant being Father's new sex toy and there's indeed nothing as dreadful as that.

Gio brought her to our table.

She wasn't all that pretty but she was tall. Her artificial lashes darted annoyingly, it made me frown. I didn't like to but I acknowledged how her hips curved graciously, her boobs, sufficiently bigger than mine. It was upsetting that Vermont would even prefer—

I snapped out of my silly thoughts. Why did it provoke me?

Provoke? No way! It didn't provoke me, I was merely unhappy about their sins. I consoled myself.

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They didn't stop smooching and grinding each other which I successfully ignored until we were finally back at the mansion.

As his bedroom was the only way to mine, I had no choice but to trail behind Vermont and his newly found pet.

On getting to the master’s bedroom, I couldn't wait to disappear into my room–the inner room.

Though it was nothing but a room stacked with chains, cuffs, and whips, I yearned to be fended by its walls.

I had hastened my steps when his voice halted my tracks.

“Where do you think you're going, pet?”

His cold and grey eyes bored intently into mine that it made my knees wobble

“To m-my room,” I managed to say, taking backward steps as he was closing the small gap between us.

He didn't stop until my ass dropped to a nearby couch and his breath fanned my face.

“No dearest. You would sit on this couch and watch me–” he paused, leaning dangerously close that his lips grazed my earlobe “–watch me lick, suck, and… fuck.”

I could swear I felt my stomach churn, trying to retch the words that sprang into my ears.

He's got to be kidding!

“What!?”

“What?” He mocked with a sly smile. “I just want to see how long my righteous pet will stay dry down there.”