~~~ SOPHIA WATCHED IN sheer horror as the nineteen-year-old familiar-looking stranger plunged the knife out of her mum's abdomen while she just stood at the bottom of the stairs watching everything. To say she was scared was an understatement. They were just done having dinner-their small family; Her dad, mum, and herself she'd just gone upstairs to her room to get a broken doll that she could show her dad when she heard the sound of glass breaking. Clutching her broken doll, she rushed downstairs only to see her mum being stabbed by an unknown stranger and lying dead on the floor. Her eyes searched for her dad but he was nowhere to be found. Had he been killed too? "You rascal!", Sophia heard her dad's voice before he finally came into view. He gripped the stranger's collar and glared at him. “What did you do to my security team? What did you do to my wife?", "I did what should have been done a long time ago", The killer replied without any hint of remorse in his voice. “
~~~ "Okay then, sir. Goodnight", Sophia smiled at her boss "My regards to your Nana", The burly man smiled back at her and he left the coffee shop. It was a long day and finally, she was about to close the shop since she was the one given the responsibility to do so. All she needed to do was clean up the tables and she'd go back home to her grandma. And her nightmares. Just as Sophia began to clean the first table, she heard the chime sound of the door, indicating that a customer had arrived. Couldn't the person see the board outside which read 'closed'? Sophia turned abruptly, ready to snap at the person but her words died on her lips as her eyes landed on the people by the door side. A lady of about twenty-four or so and two young men of about the same age-maybe twenty-six stood there all clad in black by the door, looking deadly. Who were they? "Three cups of coffee, please" " the lady said and they sat on a table at a secluded corner close to the door side. So
~~~ CHASE WALKED UP the stairs towards his room with both his hands in his pants pocket. "Don," Chase stopped in his tracks and without turning, he waved his fingers at the person who just called him to walk up to him. Clearly understanding what his cousin meant, Luciano walked up the stairs till he was standing in front of Chase. Chase brought out a cigar and a lighter from his pocket before lighting it."Parlare." He took a long drag from the cigar and blew out the smoke from his lips. {"Speak"} "The task was completed, but there was a witness at the scene. Valerie requested to bring her over here," Chase stared at Luciano, his calm composure still on. "E voi, branco di sciocchi, avete fatto questo?", {"And you bunch of fools did that?"} "She was insisting that the girl shouldn't be killed. She said she didn't deserve to die," Luciano defended. He knew his little sister was likely to receive an earful from Chase. "And other witnesses? Did they deserve to die? “Ch
Sophia glared at him as he moved away from the wall. She wanted to push her hair that was sticking all over her face but it was completely impossible. Her hands were tied and there was no way she'd let that laptop guy do it for her. Immediately, the door opened and she squinted her eyes as the light from outside the room shone on her face. She looked at the huge body standing by the door and glared at him even though she couldn't see his face. For all she knew, he was the so-called Don the three murderers and kidnappers were talking about. He was the man who imposed the rule of killing witnesses. She inwardly scoffed at the thought. Sophia felt the sweat trickling down her forehead as his large, intimidating body walked closer to her. The room suddenly had a chilling silence as only the slow sounds of his shoes were heard and it had her shivering. Once the tall man was towering over her, she craned her neck to see his face but couldn't as she heard the soft click of the door
FEAR WAS THE only thing Sophia felt once The man she recognized as her parents' murderers left the room she was in. There was nothing she could do to escape him. He was going to kill her just like he had done to her parents and her Nana. What would be of the old lady? Would he kill her too just to wipe off their family from the face of the earth? Uncontrollable and unstoppable tears kissed her cheeks while her sobs were muffled by the tape on her lips. She couldn't even struggle against the tight ropes that had been used to tie her. The wooden door opened with a bang against the wall, making her flinch and she watched as Lucas walked in with his fists balled at his sides, jaw hardened, and a glare right on her. Angrily, he stormed towards her and began to untie the ropes on both her hands and legs before pulling off the tape with a harsh tug. She yelped out, and he glared at her again, making her squirm in her place." I--," another yelp left her lips when he grabbed one of he
~~~ Sophia clutched the tray where the plate of her barely-eaten food sat. She didn't have any appetite to eat, and she was grateful Valerie listened to her and didn't stay back with her in her room after dropping her dinner and helping her apply ointment to the bruises on her wrists and ankles. She stared at her legs which were barely covered by the mid-thigh pajama shorts Valerie left for her with a pajama shirt. Valerie didn't know what clothes to give her to wear, so she gave her one of hers' before the next day when she'd go shopping for some clothes for Sophia. With a huge sigh, she opened her room door and looked around the silent and empty hallway as the cold wind blew past her bare legs. She then walked towards the same way she remembered passing through with Valerie earlier and admired the paintings and photo frames across the walls. Once she got to the staircase, she stared at the large living room. The walls were painted white, which offered a clean, therapeutic,
~~~LUST WAS ALL Chase felt when he'd seen her on her knees, unknowingly showing him the outline of the beautiful shape of her round perky ass in that shorts, packing those plates from the ground. For the fucking first time after so many years, he remembered how to feel. Like, he felt something, and it had to be lust; something he never for once felt for his fiancée Saige even after all her sexual advances towards him; the same feeling he buried years ago for the same girl. Sophia Bennett. As absurd as it may sound, he had been lusting over her since he knew her as a fucking child. He never failed to secretly admire her every time he was sent on an errand to her dad's place. She loved wearing all those knee-length, floral dresses and leaving her hair in a pigtail style. The main thing that always attracted him to her was the way innocence radiated off her in waves with those beautiful freckles on her tanned skin. Anytime looked into her eyes, he felt himself drown in them and it
Once Sophia felt the man's tight grip on her arm, she trashed, until she unknowingly kicked him between the legs, and he let out a groan, clutching the place she kicked. Sophia panicked once the sounds of gunshots rang through the air and quickly placed one of her legs over the fence. The man on the floor bellowed at his fellow bodyguards. “Follow her! She's the girl the underboss brought in!", She panicked the more as realization dawned on her that he had seen her face. In a few torturing minutes, she had already scaled over the fence and landed on her butt. “Ouch," She stood up immediately, and her eyes landed on a truck parked a few feet away from her. She ran towards it and ignored the truck driver who was peeing by the roadside and swung the front door open, rushing inside it to settle behind the steering wheel. Once she did so, she closed the door shut and that was when the owner of the truck noticed. He ra
~~~ SOPHIA WALKED DOWN the stairs, a light frown on her face as she walked towards the kitchen. She was still a bit upset about her short conversation with Chase from the previous night regarding her going to college. After she had told him she wanted to go to college, he had simply told her he didn't have time for any of her shenanigans and when she kept on insisting, he just scooped her into his arms, stole a kiss as usual and told her to go to sleep. That had been the end of the conversation. It was still very early, and she was happy Chase wasn't in the room when she had woken up. otherwise, he would have been a hindrance to her going to see Alvaro. Sophia peeked round to be sure no one was looking at her and made her way towards the servant's quarters as she left through the backdoor. She needed to see Álvaro. At least, his well-being would be able to sooth a tiny part of her heart and she would stop worrying about him. When she got to the servant's quarters, she stopped in f
~~~Immediately he had walked in, the torture stopped, and the victim's loud screams turned into ragged breaths. Those ragged breaths emitted from the victim was the only sound that could be heard as silence stretched in the room. Chase's voice boomed through the whole room. "Partire," That one order was all it took for the man torturing the victim to bow his head in respect and leave. Just as he was instructed. {"Leave"} Chase didn't for one take his eyes off Álvaro . His white tee was torn at different places, blood staining it all over. "White doesn't suit you, Nipote", His uncle's words replayed in his mind. “Why do you think Fratello and I never wore it? You don't want to get stained with a sinner's blood, do you?", Chase dragged his eyes lazily over Álvaro 's whole body, taking note of each and every single injury on him. He had a few injuries on the face, and there was a streak of blood trailing from somewhere in his head. He had injuries on his arms, legs and other parts
~~~ CHASE WALKED OUT of his car and stared at the large building of his mansion in front of him. The same building that housed the pretty, innocent teenager he had not seen for a whole week. He traveled out of the country for an emergency work and was finally back. He couldn't wait to see her. He couldn't wait to inhale the sweet scent of coconut on her and more, of her pretty little pussy. His Kitten. "Don," Chase turned to the man who had called him. "dov'è lei," {"Where is she?"} The man gave Chase an apologetic stare. He had been asked by Chase to watch over Sophia till he returned and made sure she was going to be by the door to welcome him home. He swallowed. “Non è a casa in questo momento.” {"She's not at home at the moment."} Chase narrowed his eyes at him. “Che cazzo vuoi dire con lei che non è a casa in questo momento? Doveva darmi il benvenuto a casa”{"What the fuck do you mean she is not at home at the moment? She was meant to welcome me home"} "Lei-,"The man's g
~~~ An inaudible moan left her lips, and her eyes slowly fluttered open when she felt warm lips on her bare shoulders. Bare shoulders? She remembered sleeping off still clothed when Chase went to have a shower unless... No. No. No. No. N……. Sophia's eyes widened, and she tried to get up, but a warm, muscular arm held her waist down in a tight grip, and she knew instantly who it was. “I let you go scot-free after seeing you with Luciano even though I badly wanted to fuck you and drill it in you that you shouldn't go near any man, so, I’m having you now” Chase’s voice came from behind, and she shuddered. Sophia opened her mouth to speak. “Chase, you said –” She didn't get to complete her words because the next thing she knew, her legs were separated, and she felt his hard member in her. She threw her head back and clutched onto his arm that was wrapped around her waist, her nails digging into it. Just as he had done the first time, Chase didn't let her adjust to his size and buc
~~~ SOPHIA AND LUCIANO both stood up at the same time, with Sophia flinching, thereby causing the glass of milk to fall from her hand on the floor and shattered into pieces. Looking at the way Chase clenched his jaw had Sophia trembling in fear and on instincts, she hid behind Luciano, clutching his shirt in her fists. That seemed to rile Chase more, and he stormed towards the both of them. Before he could pull Sophia from Luciano, the latter spoke up. "Non è quello che sembra, Don," {"It's not what it looks like, Don"} Chase roared. "Allora dimmi che cazzo è. Il suo palmo sulla tua guancia e tu che le tieni il polso. Dimmi!," {"Then tell me what the fuck it is. Her palm on your cheek and you holding her wrist. Tell me!"} Sophia flinched, too afraid to even peek at him. She could imagine how red Chase's face would look. Luciano replied in a calm manner. “Fidati di me, Don, non è quello che pensi.” He wasn't scared for what Chase would do to him. Rather, he was scared
~~~ Pain. Ache. Sore. That was the only thing Sophia was feeling all over her body and her eyes snapped open. She tried to comprehend where she was as she stared up at the ceiling even though she couldn't see it because of the darkness clouding the whole room she laid on a bed in. Was she kidnapped again? Had she been taken away from that vile man? Her thoughts and little hope were squashed into the mud the moment the familiar scent of sandalwood wafted through her nostrils and a small sob escaped her lips at the realisation that she was still in Chase's captivity and bedroom after being fucked thoroughly. She had a vague memory of Chase claiming her body and drilling his length in her hole so many times she couldn't even take it and fell unconscious. Was that what her life had turned to? Was that how her life was going to get destroyed? She didn't want that type of life. She didn't want the type of life where the same man who murdered her parents would be the same person
~~~ PAIN SHOT THROUGH her core. Every inch and fiber of her was aching, throbbing even and hunger stabbed at her stomach. Sophia woke up and looked to the side, expecting to see Chase passed out beside her as well, but the place was cold and empty. Her eyes fell on the bedside clock, and she let out an inaudible gasp. 03:56 pm. She had slept the whole day. Slowly, she managed to get down from the bed and tried to walk to the door but ended up toppling on the ground, thanks to the sore between her legs. If she was a heartless person, then maybe, she’d have cursed Chase for all he had done to her; taking away her parents, being the cause of her nightmares, keeping her captive with him, away from her Nana, and exploiting her body like he'd done the previous night. She just hoped it wouldn't repeat itself again. She crawled towards the bathroom and slowly opened the door before sliding in. When she finally reached the bathtub, she arranged a bubble bath and slipped in, to help
~~~"I'm not a gentleman, "Chase said to her, lifting her chin so she would look at him in the eye. “And I'm not going to change for anyone. Not even for you," He pumped his fingers in and out of her in slow and agonizing motions. Sophia watched in horror as he spat on her pussy and rubbed it all over. Chase was tired of waiting. He wanted to take her and fuck her the way he wanted. Hard and rough. Dirty and sinful. And knowing he would be the first man to do that to her had him even more excited. Grabbing a foil packet from his nightstand, he slid the condom with ease. He lined his thick tip at her entrance, rubbing his cock up and down her folds, getting it lubricated with her wetness. He pushed inside her with one hard thrust, tearing her insides bloody. A painful cry erupted from her. She tried pushing him desperately from off her but he held her firmly. She was so tight that he only made it halfway in. Chase pulled out a little and for the first time after so many years,
~~~ It was all a bluff. She never really intended to shoot him. She only wanted to scare him and in her way, prove that she could handle such a situation, but judging from the daring glint in Chase's eyes, he wanted her to shoot him. Why? She didn't want to find out. They stared at each other. He remained still and calm with the gun pressed against his chest. Yet, the main person holding the gun was trembling, afraid that one movement of the finger would set off the trigger, killing him. She was not a person made for prison. "I can spend a lifetime like this, "Chase sniggered cocking his head to the side. “And I won't mind dying by your hands," Sophia was at a loss for words. She had never hurt anyone deliberately, not even a fly or spider that crawled itself into her bedroom. "If you want to shoot me, do it now Gattina, "He continued his torment. He held onto her hand firmly. {"Kitten"} "No," She cried, her voice quivering. She loosened her remaining grip on the gun