That’s your slave Luciano King

Luciano’s POV

I sat behind my polished mahogany desk, my fingers tapping restlessly against the wood and my face twisted in anger. Before me, held down by two of my burly men, was a man, his eyes filled with fear.

The man on the floor, trembling with anxiety, pleaded for mercy. "Mr. King, I swear, I'll pay you back, just give me a little more time. I've had some bad luck recently, but I'm close to turning things around. Please, have some patience."

My icy gaze bore into the man, "Patience?" I thundered,"I've had enough patience. I gave you ample time to clear your debt, and you've done nothing but disappoint me."

The man's voice quivered as he begged, "I promise,I'll get you the money within a week, just give me one more chance."

I  leaned forward, my dark eyes filled with an unsettling intensity. "You don't have a week," I mysed. "I'll give you three days. Three days to clear your debt, or you won't live to see another day. I would fucking blow your brains out and make sure I get every dime you owe from your family. You got that?”

The man's face paled, and he nodded frantically.My command was clear, and I knew there was no room for negotiation. With a wave of my hand, I ordered my men to drag the debtor away from my sight. 

If there was something I couldn’t stand other than thieves and traitors were debtors. It was one of the  reasons why I had killed Richard Martinez just a few days ago and I was going to do it to anyone else that deserved it.

Still seething, I turned my attention to the CCTV monitor on my desk. It had been a while since I had reviewed the camera footage from my mansion. I had been engrossed in my dealings and hadn't had the time to check the recordings. All of a sudden,something had caught my eye, and I couldn't ignore it.

As I  sifted through the footage, my gaze  was fixated on a particular scene. It was Eloisa, the nanny i had hired to care for my nephew. She was captured on camera, her face contorted in anger as she yelled at my boy. It was evident that she was reprimanding him, and in the next frame, I saw her  spanking the child.

My eyes narrowed in fury.I had entrusted Eloisa with the care of my nephew,but now she had fucked it up?

I angrily ordered my men to bring Eloisa to me immediately. In a matter of minutes, she stood before me, her gaze curious and with a hint of fear.

"What's wrong, Sir?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly. "You sent for me."

I glared at her. "Eloisa, I'm giving you a few seconds to tell me what you did last night," I said, my tone cold and unforgiving.

Eloisa hesitated, her eyes darting around the room."I... I was trying to correct your son."

I exploded, my voice rising as I  yelled, "Correct him? Who the fuck gave you the right to lay your filthy hands on him?" 

She stammered, her entire body shaking as she struggled to form words. "I... I'm sorry, Mr. King. He was being very stubborn, and I thought a little discipline would help."

My  anger knew no bounds as I leaned forward, my face inches from hers. "So, you thought it was acceptable to go behind my back and spank my son?" I growled.

Her  head bobbed frantically as she shook it. "No, Mr. King, it was the first time, I swear. In all the months I've worked here, it was the first time I did something like that."

My infuriation only intensified. I had zero tolerance for any harm coming to my family, and this bitch had crossed a line she could not come back from. I barked an order to my right-hand man, Lorenzo , who promptly left the room.

Moments later, Lorenzo  returned, holding a gleaming gun. "You've breached my trust, Eloisa, and you won't get another chance."

I raised the gun and fired a single shot into her right hand,the same hand she had used to hurt my nephew.The sound from the gun was deafening and a high pitched scream escaped Eloisa’s mouth,her eyes wide with terror. She dropped to her knees, trembling uncontrollably,her hands shaking and blood oozing from it.

My anger still flared as I said, "You're fired, Eloisa. I want you to get the fuck out of my house, and I never want to see your face here again.Nobody touches my son,you bitch.Nobody.”

I  ordered my men to remove her from the room instantly, ignoring her crocodile tears.

"Prepare to send a message to the Goodwill Agency," I instructed Lorenzo . "Ask them to select their top three candidates for the position and send them to the mansion for screening. I want to meet them one by one, starting this evening."

With a nod, Lorenzo  promptly left to carry out my orders. I knew the Goodwill Agency had a reputation for providing well-qualified candidates, so I had faith in their ability to find a suitable replacement for Eloisa.

Later that evening, as the sun began to set, the third nanny from the agency arrived. She looked like she was scared to death. She  struggled to provide coherent answers, her voice shaking. Just as I was about to wrap up the interview, my nephew Noah burst into the room.He was a handsome boy with ruffled brown hair and bright brown eyes, the spitting image of his late parents.

It had been two years since he lost his parents and now he has grown so used to me that he referred to me as his Daddy and I regarded him as my son.

"Who's this again, Daddy?" Noah asked, looking curiously at the lady.

She attempted to introduce herself, saying, "Hello,you're such a handsome boy."

Noah flinched away from her and didn't allow her to touch him. "I want to go outside," He announced suddenly.

I glanced at the clock and realized it was already past six in the evening. "Noah, it's late, and you need to be in your room, working on your assignment."

“But I don’t want to! And I also do not want any more nannies! I don’t like any of them,” he cried.

I sighed deeply.Or was it because they were quite old and he wanted someone younger? He usually didn’t warm up to people quite quickly and it was a hassle for him to even allow Eloisa take care of him. 

What the hell was I supposed to do now? And then it hit me. Sabrina Martinez, the daughter of Richard Martinez that I had killed. We had an agreement that I was going to take in his daughter as my slave and I could do whatever I wanted with her if he was unable to meet my demands. Maybe she would be able to serve the purpose of a maid as well.

I hollered at Lorenzo.”Get the cars ready right now.”

And then I sent a quick text message to Wendy,Richard’s wife,that I was coming there very soon.

In a matter of minutes we had driven down to the house of Richard Martinez and I ordered Lorenzo to kick the door open which he did swiftly. On the floor,lay Sabrina who looked like she had been crying. She looked so damn innocent and breathtakingly beautiful even with her tear stained face.

Her luscious brown hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail and her skin was a warm, sun-kissed olive.Her eyes, almond-shaped and a deep shade of hazel, shone as she looked at me nervously and her lips were a soft, natural pink.

Wendy pulled her roughly to her feet and pushed her towards me and I caught her.

“That’s your slave,Sir Luciano,” Wendy said.”You can have her now.”

I, being 6 foot 3 inches tall, towered over her diminutive 5'5" frame. 

She was wearing a simple black dress that hugged her curves and I knew I made a fantastic choice. She had always been good looking,it was the reason why I took an interest in her anyway.

She was shaking as my fingers brushed her smooth skin. 

“What.. what is going on?” She stammered in shock.

“Your father sold you to me as my slave,” I informed her carefully. “And you are coming with me right now. You resist even just a little bit and I shoot you right now and toss you away in the trash like a piece of garbage.”

I could see how scared she was and her voice came out as a squeak.

“Oh and tears wouldn’t save you,they only irritate me further,” I added and then pushed her to my men. 

“We are leaving right this minute. Nice doing business with you, Wendy.” 

The moment we reached the mansion and Noah set his eyes on her,I was surprised that he rushed over to her and clung to her.

I looked at him confused,”What is going on Noah?”

"Daddy, the princess saved me!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with excitement.

I pulled Noah away from her, my voice stern as I inquired, "Noah, why are you holding onto a stranger?”

Noah was enthusiastic as he answered, "Daddy, the princess saved me from a moving car that almost crushed me!"

I looked at her suspiciously and asked,”What the hell is he on about? Is that true?”

“It is,” Sabrina answered with her eyes glued to the floor.”I saved him weeks ago when he almost got into an accident on the road.”

Noah suddenly commented, "Daddy, she looks too beautiful. Can she be my new nanny?"

I shot a cautionary glance at him and said, "Noah, are you sure about that?”

“Yes daddy,”

“Alright,go into your room now. We would sort this out,”

 I motioned for my men to take Noah into the room and turned back to Sabrina "Why would you risk your life to save my son? You didn’t know him.”

She met my gaze briefly before looking away. "I couldn't just stand by and watch a child in danger.” She added the last part with a mumble,”If I had known he was yours,maybe I wouldn’t have.”

“What was that?” I asked coldly.

“Nothing sir,”

Once we were settled in the living room, Sabrina looked around in awe. I couldn't help but glare at her,  "Even if you are poor, you don't have to gawk around like that," I scolded her.

She flushed with embarrassment. “I’m really sorry.” 

“Sit,” I ordered.”And be careful not to break anything,” I added.

She nodded and sat stiffly. "Do you know Spanish? Noah isn’t very good at it and I haven’t found a suitable teacher yet.”

“Yes I am very fluent,” she answered in a small voice. 

I nodded in satisfaction,looking at her all over,“You are so perfect you know,” I stroked her soft skin with my fingers carefully into her inner thighs and she froze instantly.