CHAPTER 4
VINCENZO.
My eyes widened in disbelief as her hands flew to my cheek.
I blinked rapidly, trying to process what had just happened.
No woman had ever dared to stand up to me, let alone get courage to slap me like that.
I turned to my favorite plaything. "You can leave now."
She quickly picked up her panties and hurried out.
"I see you enjoy mixing love with violence," I said, attempting to downplay her actions. The only reason she was still able to breathe in front of me was that I don’t hit women.
"Misogynist monster!" she sneered. "How could you make me watch that lewd display?"
"You wanted the money, so you'll have to learn how to play the game," I replied.
Her nostrils flared as she snapped back, "I quit then. I'm no longer interested. I'm leaving!"
I swiftly moved my hand to the wall, intentionally blocking her path. "You want to leave? You clearly didn’t read the contract my janitor gave you."
"You won't leave my estate until the deal is done. Your mother will continue receiving the best treatment as long as you fulfill your side of the bargain."
Her eyes began to glisten with tears, and she questioned, "What? Are you going to keep me here, away from my friends and family?"
"I know you're the devil!" she spat.
I chuckled darkly. "Is that how you see me?"
"Yes!" she shot back, stepping closer with newfound confidence. "You're just a manipulative maniac!"
I clenched my fists, gritting my teeth. She was really starting to irritate me. How dare she call me the devil? I had saved her from the monster who had treated her so poorly.
He had frozen her cards and nearly ruined her mother's hospital payments at a critical time, yet she still thought I was the villain, all because I wanted her.
"Let me go!" she sobbed. "I am not your prisoner, you psycho!"
"What do you want from me?"
"I want you willingly!" I shouted, startling her. Instantly, I regretted raising my voice.
At that moment, she looked so fragile. I turned my back, quickly dressing before calling one of the maids to escort her back to her room.
I didn’t want her to feel like a prisoner. I revel in being dominant, but only when a woman gives herself to me willingly. Many might label me a sadist, but in truth, I'm a dominant who loves when they submit to me to please me.
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Thirty minutes passed, yet her presence lingered in my thoughts. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that she had slapped me last night.
None of my girls have ever slapped me before. I caressed my beard, recalling how she had jerked off the chair and lunged at me.
I usually thought I was in control, but feisty girls always turned me on the most.
The following day, I woke up at two o'clock in the morning from a terrifying nightmare. Well, nothing was new about having a nightmare by that time; it's just that it had been over three years since I last had that kind of nightmare in the middle of the night. I don't usually have such scary nightmares after one or two of my girls would have submitted themselves willingly to me.
I sighed deeply, forcing myself out of bed. I knew I wasn't going to sleep again. Who would have thought that Vincenzo Bianchi would be scared of nightmares when I killed men with my bare hands? My name rings a bell in the city, and everyone knows what I'm capable of. As the first and only son of my father, I inherited the mantle of power from him, despite him still being alive. Over the past few years, my father was the most feared Don in New York City and beyond, but now? It's my turn!
I didn't just blindly follow in his footsteps; I made sure to surpass them. I wasn't just molded to be strong and ruthless; being cold-blooded runs in the Bianchi family, and I just can't help it. Emotions are a weakness in the family, which is one reason why my parents' marriage is an open one.
My dad made his very first kill at thirteen, but I made my first one when I was just six years old. It wasn't necessarily a test phase as usual; I just got pissed at the playground and bullied my bully. However, surpassing my father and grandfathers was always my goal until the Morano crime family attacked my family on the night of my wedding day.
The name Morano wasn't usually heard after they pulled out of being the underboss in the Bianchi crime family, but after they murdered my fiancée, Alessia, in front of the altar, I haven't remained the same. They have also been on the run.
I'm more feared than my father, and they know I won't stop until I take revenge on them.
Alessia wasn't supposed to die that way. She had endured a lot from my family, who had always believed that a ruling mafia boss shouldn't be married—except if it was an open marriage. I was about to break that cycle until the Morano crime family barged into the hall and shot Alessia dead in front of everyone present.
I took out a stick of cigarette and lit it up in the middle of the night. That is the only thing that can console me right now. Since Alessia's death, I haven't been able to forget her. Well, I don't think I will ever forget her. I just have a coping mechanism of calming every girl that looks anything like her and have them take turns submitting to me every night, just at the time I might have the nightmare.
I still remember vividly how I held her body with trembling, gentle hands while I begged her to wake up and say, “I do.”
The Morano? Those bastards! I can't wait to get them and crush their bones with my hands. Seeing people writhe in agony makes me happy, and any Morano—be it a child, a woman—anyone from the Morano bloodline will not escape my wrath when I finally get my hands on them.
Puffing out smoke, I slid through my drawers and took out a rifle.
Maybe I should go have some shooting practice to release the pent-up frustration.
If only she had been obedient and submitted to me, I would be sound asleep right now.
Heaving a deep sigh, I shoved it away. It was just a dream. My chest felt tight, and a bead of sweat trickled down my face as I put the rifle back in the drawer.
Every night, these nightmares reminded me of my deepest insecurities and traumas, forcing me to confront how I had failed as a man, a boss, and Alessia’s husband.
A couple of hours later, it was already six o'clock, and I turned off the lights on my cigarettes and headed for the bathroom. I had a professional meeting with some political heads. I don't just run my family's drug shipments, clubs, or gang operations; my connections also extend into politics. That is the only way the police don't interfere with me in any way.
Afterward, I dressed in my tailored blue Burberry suit. I needed to be very professional and cover up my multitude of tattoos.
As I strutted outside and approached my garage, I paused in front of her room.
Hesitating for a moment, I finally grasped the handle. I wanted to ensure my “guest” was still intact.
Not that I was afraid she might escape; I knew she couldn’t get away from Vincenzo’s estate.
I gently pushed the door open, wearing a poker face. My eyes scanned the room, but there was no sign of her.
CHAPTER 5 SOPHIEI still can't believe that he made me watch that lewd display. He is such a psychopath and sadist that I can't stand him. Since Leo and I moved to New York after our wedding, I have been hearing about the crazy things Vincenzo does, but what he did last night tops it all. How does he even manage to treat women in such a demeaning manner?Since last night, different thoughts have been filling my mind.I couldn't help but wonder if they were under a spell. The young lady from last night can't be in her right mind and let him do those things to her, right?I heaved a deep sigh as I pulled the curtains aside and noticed it was daybreak. I couldn't sleep a wink last night—not while I was in the house of a crazed psycho like Vin. I was awake all night, constantly checking my phone in case they had reconnected the network so I could call any of my family members. That was all I cared about.I have a deep feeling that my mother isn't in the right place. Since her illness, Leo
CHAPTER 6VINCENZO “Master, your car is ready,” Scott, one of my boys, informed me while I was standing on the balcony of my estate. I nodded and gave him the go-ahead to leave; I would be on my way soon.As I made my way into the living room, Mrs. Hills blocked my path. “Good morning, Master Vin. Breakfast is ready.”I sighed. Mrs. Hills was the only one who could pull off such a stunt of stopping me when she knew I really needed to be somewhere very important. She is my personal cook and, most importantly, my nanny since I was little. If there's anyone who knows both the good and bad sides of my life, it should be her.Standing at five foot four, she is in her late sixties but has such a beautiful physique."I'm running late. I will have breakfast when I come back home,” I said, making my way out.Meetings in the White House take a lot of time. I have served in one of them. They only serve lunch and green tea in the morning.I rolled my eyes and walked out. She is quite the charact
CHAPTER 7SOPHIEHe took a deep breath, trying to look away, but I stood on my toes, cupping his face in my small hands. I hesitated for a moment, uncertain of his reaction, but quickly decided to take the shot. This was my last chance to do this and escape this place. Mrs. Hills had put in a lot of effort for me,I can’t let her down.I went for it. I gently kissed his lips, closing my eyes and praying he wouldn't reject me this time. I needed to get this over with. Pressing my lips against his, he froze for a moment before letting go of all hesitation and reciprocating."Al... Alessia..." he breathed into my mouth before lifting me onto the bed. He tumbled back, landing beside me.Once he settled into place, I let out a deep breath and corrected him. “It’s Sophie.”“Did you do this on purpose?” he asked in a serious tone, spoiling the fun and d
CHAPTER 8VINCENZO Dammit… What the fuck is going on? Five years, and I’ve never dropped a tool while fucking someone. Sophie must have some kind of charm or maybe a bit of voodoo to make me fuck her without any of my tools.And worst of all, I know her name.That is ridiculous. I don't know any of my playthings' names. I just give them numbers based on who is my favorite at the moment. I've never inquired about their names—not once. If anyone should know their names, it’s probably Niko and Scott. They’re the ones who draft contracts for each of the women I stay with.I make sure they sign their respective contracts and NDAs to keep my reputation intact and to cover my tracks so my enemies can’t find any angles to attack me from.But with Sophie, she refused to submit to me, and yet—scary as it is—I still know her name?I mused to myself, shaking my head. It’s not what I’m thinking. It definitely isn’t…As I watched Sophie leave my mansion, the scenes from last night played in my hea
CHAPTER 9SOPHIE It's been approximately seven hours since I started sitting in this lobby, waiting for my mom to come out. She has been in the surgery room since I arrived at the hospital. My brother, Zayn, was sleeping on my lap. He hugged me when I arrived and quickly asked me to buy him something to eat, which I did. Now he was asleep, while I patted him to rest since he has been the only one staying with our mother for the past few months.I carefully ran my hand through his curly brown hair as he slept on my lap. My chest swelled with happiness that I was back with my family. At least I could see them now, hold them now, and even have discussions with them. Zayn told me how Leo had come to the hospital and demanded that the doctor discharge our sick mother immediately. When he tried to talk to him, they ended up throwing fists, and he got arrested. He was later released by a good Samaritan whom I didn't get the chance to meet.I heaved a deep sigh, and my chest tightened. Leo i
CHAPTER 10.SOPHIE I blinked rapidly, trying to process the situation. I just applied there yesterday, and this morning it's already approved?I still can't wrap my head around how fast it went and how possible it was at a gigantic magazine company like Jerald.But either way, Jenny said she has her ways. Besides, she has been in this longer than I have.“Can I at least take a quick bath?” I questioned, panicking. “I look like shit, Jenny. I can't go to an interview like this.”“Interview?” Jenny scoffed, approaching me. “Who said it is an interview? You're hired.”“How is that even possible, Jenny? They didn't ask me any questions or see my physique, and they want me as their worker? Come on, Jenny, things don't work that way,” I said, creeping in doubt.Jenny sighed. “You know what, Sophie? Just go take your bath right now. I will drive you there. I already told you that I called my sources in there, and they hired you right away.”“Come on, Sophie, I’ve got you in this,” she added
CHAPTER 11 VINCENZO Last night, when I got the call that she wanted a job at my magazine, I couldn't hide my excitement.Niko told me she applied overnight, so I'd guess she applied to be an intern here immediately after leaving my estate.I guess that shows how much she hated being with me; she just wants to get a real job so she won't be at my mercy again.Jerald Magazine is one of my ventures that a lot of people never knew about.My empire is much larger than what people think or see. I have a lot that I don't show the world.Niko and my cousin Alfred run it in my absence. I barely go in there to work, except for important purposes like this one right now.I walked over to my computer and scrolled through Sophie's portfolio. She is quite qualified to be an intern, but she also shared her dreams of being the face of our magazine.That would mean nothing to me if only she agrees to my terms and conditions for the job.She wouldn't just be an intern, but also my submissive.“You wil
CHAPTER 12 SOPHIE.Once the cab pulled up in front of Jenny's house, I stepped out and exhaled sharply.This wasn't what I expected. Being his submissive? I knew he was a sadist, but drafting a contract for that was next-level crazy!My stomach grumbled; I hadn't even had breakfast and was starving. I needed to go inside and grab something to eat before I tackled whatever that contract entailed.I opened the door and made my way in, hoping Jenny had some snacks in her fridge. I carelessly dropped the file on the dining table and lunged for her fridge. Thankfully, there were some chips inside.Just then, Jenny strolled down from the stairs and rushed over to me."Listen, before you say anything, I want to tell you that Niko said you killed it. You're hired! I just got your email!" she exclaimed excitedly.I paused mid-chew, fixing my gaze on Jenny. I couldn't help but wonder why she was the one receiving my job-related emails and who the hell Niko was, but I decided to let it slide—sh
CHAPTER 83 SOPHIE. My body tensed up, and my muscles turned rigid with fear. When his hands ran around my shoulders again, I shivered. I wondered who the hell he was. He wasn't just a mere Robert. Something wasn't adding up. How did he know Vincenzo so well, or was he just trying to guess, perhaps just a coincidence? “What do you think, dear?” He finally let me go and proceeded to sit back in front of me. I felt a deep wave of relief wash over me. I took the opportunity to drag my seat back and pushed myself forward, forcing my feet to stand even if my legs were now shaky. I felt a chill run down my spine, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. “With all due respect, sir, like I said earlier, I'm not interested,” I reminded him. Letting out a sigh, I moved to walk out. “If you'll excuse me, I would love to leave.” “Not so quickly, Sophie.” He jerked up from his chair and quickly made his way to me. “Come on, why are you suddenly acting tough, huh? Vincenzo can hit, and I can't
CHAPTER 82 SOPHIE I still can't believe that Robert tried to come all up on me. For a second, I thought he was a responsible guy with the way he stood up for me against Emma. Asshole! Did he really ask me to come bounce on his dick? Ewww! It was time to go home, and I packed up my things, ready to cruise in my new car. I was no longer staying in the company's lounge; I would be living in a short-let apartment down the street until I was able to scout for a house. Staying in the company lounge had always been a hassle with the crowd of coworkers who had just moved in. I love my space, and staying there only made my space public. Once I was done, I picked up my car keys and made my way to the garage to get my car and drive back home. From afar, I could hear the sound of a car engine. When I looked, it was Robert. He revved his car before driving out of the lane and taking a U-turn to head toward the gate. Unlike every other day when he was done with work, he stopped at my desk to giv
CHAPTER 81 SOPHIE The tension in the room was palpable. I could feel the atmosphere shift from what it was a few minutes ago, and right now I couldn't tell why I didn't feel very comfortable drinking with Robert. Aside from the fact that I knew Emma would go around spreading different stupid rumors, I just felt like Robert wasn't really genuine. I love to come to my job and do what I have to do. Once I'm done, I leave and don't get into a personal relationship with my boss or even my colleagues.I stayed still, sipping my wine silently. The only sound that could be heard was that of the wine pouring down Robert’s throat. He flashed me a smile and dropped his cup on the table. “I didn't know you were going to smash it so easily. How is it with Vincenzo? I have heard a lot of tales about him, and I'm surprised he had such a good sense of humor when you were interviewing him. Is there anything you think I should know?”I raised my brows. “I don't get you, sir?”He chuckled. “Come on, S
CHAPTER 80SOPHIE Someone like Emma calling me a whore is quite diabolical.I mean, that is her profession. She does that for a living. I see what she wears to get Robert’s attention, just like she was screwing our former boss, and now she stands in front of me accusing me of whoring myself out to get a BMW?Such a clumsy bitch. I just rolled my eyes and chose not to engage with her. I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me riled up. I'm just a new car owner. I will let broke bitches holler. That is the best they can do. Barking dogs don’t bite.“What?” she scoffed. “You can’t speak anymore? Cat got your tongue now, huh?”“Go on, bitch! Speak! I see you have no evidence to refute my claims,” she snarled, and I just rolled my eyes.Soon, the door creaked open, and it was Robert. Every staff member quickly returned to their tasks, scurrying back to their respective seats now that the CEO was here. Emma, on the other hand, forced a smile and leaned in close to my desk like she
CHAPTER 79 SOPHIE “Hello, are you missing Sophie?” One of the airport workers walked up to me and asked as I alighted from the jet.I stopped scrolling through my phone to find an Uber and turned to him. “Yes, I'm Sophie. Any problems?”Before he spoke, I refocused on my phone, searching for the closest Uber from the airport to my workplace. I just knew Emma wouldn't spare me if I dared to show up late today. She hadn't seen me for seven consecutive days, and I'm sure her patience was wearing thin.That clueless bitch!“Ma'am, your car is parked that way,” the young man said, pointing to the garage. My eyes followed his gesture, and I saw a covered car. I gulped before turning back to him.“I’m sorry I could have come out earlier, but I was a little busy and didn’t notice when you dropped off. Mr. Vincenzo said you have the keys; I’m going to open it up for you now.”For a moment, it felt like I was in a fairy tale. My face lit up with excitement as I approached the car, and the man
CHAPTER 78VINCENZOI know something is wrong, but she isn’t willing to speak to me about it. After she went upstairs, her attitude and everything changed. When we came into the party, she was very much excited. What changed?I tried to talk to her in the car, but she wasn't even listening. Her mind was elsewhere. It hurt to see my kitten this way. Just when I thought I had gotten her back, now there’s a last-minute misunderstanding. She keeps saying it’s about work, but I know that it isn’t. Sophie is a resilient woman, and everything that happens at work would never affect her daily life or ruin her mood.It was at the party. I'm sure of it. I’m a hundred percent certain that something went down at the party, and I can't wait to call my mother and ask her if she knows any of the people who met Sophie and what they said to her that made her feel this way. But for now, I wanted to make sure I gave her the new car keys. After our misunder
CHAPTER 77SOPHIE I walked out with my heart pounding in my chest. I took the stairs, walking very fast as if scared she might be trailing me. I barely even knew her or her name to explain what she had just told me. For now, I couldn't stop to think about what she said. All I could think of was getting the hell out of this party. I didn't feel like staying anymore; I just wanted to leave. It seemed like the majority of the guests were psychos. I took the hallway leading to the elevator, and after a few minutes, it beeped. I pressed the button, waiting patiently for it to slide open. Once it did, I made my way out. On reaching downstairs, where the main party was happening, I met Vincenzo. He quickly approached me with a concerned look. “What happened, Sophie? I’ve been looking for you all over the place. Did you get lost coming down here?”I shook my head and forced a smile. “No, I didn’t. I just stopped to use the restroom; that was all that to
CHAPTER 76SOPHIE I forced a smile, turning to Vincenzo, and he nodded, giving me the go-ahead to follow his mother. My heart skipped a beat as I followed her. She held tightly to my hand as she navigated through the crowd of guests, and finally, we were in the hallway. She let me go and heaved a deep sigh of relief."Have you met Foxy?" she asked, and I nodded."Yes, ma'am. I met her a few minutes ago, and we exchanged pleasantries."She nodded and flashed me a smile before we continued. I couldn't really tell where she was taking me. It felt like I was now part of the family with the way they were welcoming me in. For the next couple of minutes, we walked down a large, straight hallway, and then we finally arrived at the large lounge on the right. Once we got there, she pushed the door open, and a deep wave of nervousness washed over me when I saw the crowd inside.It looked like there was another party happening in there. I couldn't quite figure out what was going on. The next min
CHAPTER 75.SOPHIE The world seemed to pause. The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by gasps. Vincenzo wasn’t lying; everyone was holding their breath as they stared at me. I froze for a moment, his eyes piercing into mine—both shocked and amused.“Oh my goodness!” The MC’s voice snapped everyone back to the stage. “That was spectacular! Is there anyone who can do better than this?”He looked around before continuing, “Okay then, it’s sold to the damsel sitting over there.”The room erupted into applause, and I felt a thrilling twist of excitement in my stomach. It felt exhilarating to have so many eyes on me, and bargaining at the auction was thrilling.But Vincenzo's face twisted into a frown as he leaned closer. “You’re making a lot of people aware of who you are. Right now, I feel like punishing you!”I smiled and rolled my eyes. “Go ahead and do it. I want to be punished for acting like a child.”He scoffed and looked away for a moment before grabbing my arm. “Let’s go