Auctioned by the Mafia

I pulled the car near an old building. It has been a year since Ivan bought a woman for himself. It was more important than fulfilling his needs. Ivan's guess took us to the information. We were able to track her brothel houses and freed some hundred women in these past months. Willow gave out every single piece of information she remembered during her training. I didn't want to go into detail. It could be painful for most of the people. "This place is safe. It's not a high society area but a reputed one. She'll be safe here." Pete said. I darted my gaze around. The parking lot wasn't fully empty at this time of the weekend, the swimming pool was going under the cleaning process. The playground was busy with kids and some couples sitting on their mats. Someone caught my attention when she wiped her cheeks. The new forming tears rolled down immediately. I felt my heart beating in my chest. My hands tightened on the steering wheel seeing her in pain. Her low

The pain of losing her is still buried in my chest. There was no medicine that could help me to cure this pain and the loneliness I felt after she left the world. She was my only family after my father's death. I'm not merely dealing with my pain, feeling shattered but I'm also three days away from losing everything if I can't pay my mom's medical bills and funeral expenses. I'm sharing my small apartment that was gifted by my late father with Willow. Technically, it should go to my mother. It shocked me when I found out that I inherited it. Mom just thinned her lips that day and didn't say a word. What would she be thinking….. It always puzzled me. Back to Willow! She's weird, very weird. She's tall, and lean with perfect curves, her hair is dark and shorts. Her nose is pierced, her ears are pierced more than three times. She always wears black and her boyfriend is more weird than her. He scares me. But they are good-looking and seem to be made for each other. And we have

I have never been so scared in my entire life before. But I'm relieved that Willow came with me. I have seen girls in the hall. Some were naked, getting dressed, doing their makeup again and their hair. But standing up here getting ready to go out on stage scared the shit out of me. I wanna run back home. I couldn't even do so. The girls are barely dressed, almost naked, barely hiding their private parts. I look away and try to think of something else, not wanting to go into detail. Because I am also going to wear this. "Take this and there's the changing room." She handed me a gorgeous, expensive pink gown and gestured to me to go to the back. No one has used it. Why me? You're thirty! My head yelled at me. After I signed up for the auction at Club Blue, they called me in and went over everything. They had me sign many papers stating the guys were buying brides, slaves, and virgins. When I signed the papers with my heart in my throat. I did stop there.

I want to kiss her like I need my next breath seeing her innocence and want to strangle hearing her talk about going home. It's her home with me. She can wander around the house, the day she will realize that it's her life. If she had been on the stage, the bidding would have gone across twenty million. She was brought into Marcus's office. They are my trusted men who bid on her including Marcus. She signed up for auction. Marcus knows what kind of wife I want. He knows she caught my attention a year ago. He sent me her details. To get rid of my father's nagging question, or to save myself from most attempts of tying me to knots with one of Underboss's daughters frustrated me. All women were there willingly. I'm against it and Marcus too. But his hands are tied until his old man is still breathing. I didn't believe that she was a virgin until last night when I took her. She's gorgeous and more gorgeous without clothes and just wearing my shirt. I smile. She's too innocen

I don't know how I could sleep all day and night. I'm spending most of my time sleeping. The hanging clock on the wall was telling it was seven in the morning. I dolled up for the day. It didn't take me much time when my feet reached the shore. I giggle when cold water touches my feet. I picked a midi dress so I don't have to pick my dress up while walking along the shore. There are mostly gowns for me. I should buy myself some dresses of my choice. It keeps hovering in my head that I'm sold to him. He's good to me. For now. If he's mafia, I shouldn't expect good things. He hasn't told me his motivation yet. I'm his wife. If it was just a one-night stand. What I'm doing here. Shouldn't he let me go? I didn't see him after breakfast. "So you find the way." His sudden voice startled me. Inhaling, I force myself to show my calm side. "Yes," I muttered, finding my voice. "I hope you didn't mind, Vincenzo." I cleared my throat, hiding my nervousness