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His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 62| The Quest for Nepotism
Balia was in a daze, mostly because she hadn't expected that outburst from Senna.She tried to erase the memories from last night, but she couldn't. She had overthought over the past few days. Hell, she had swum in delusion, believing he had grown a soft spot for her. He had touched her in places, he had kissed her and caressed her, he had fucked her like he cared about her.Had that night not meant anything to him? Or was she the one overthinking and overanalyzing things? She could still see the cold look in his expression when he snapped at her. It felt familiar.Sighing, she shut the door to her room and went to take a seat on her bed, staring up at the ceiling again and reliving a dull day.—Senna was on a call with Batista when Elios came in. He quickly ended the call and slipped his phone into his pocket before turning to him."You're here early."Elios shrugged, pulling out a chair as he took a seat. "I had to be here. You requested for me. I didn't have an option.""What has
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 63| Toxic Sibling-hood
BALIATrey. Something was going on. Tina told me he'd been locked up for doing something terrible to Senna, and I needed to know what, but unfortunately, she had no information on that.I'd even gone the extra mile by asking a few guards who looked nice enough to answer my question, but I was given no reply. Luca was the next person I would ask, but I couldn't. Not yet, at least. He was still locked up with people around. I had to sneak to him at the right time. I didn't even want to think about Senna this time. Everything that had happened between us both that night had been brushed under the carpet. I had come to terms with the fact that I'd been delusional to think that it meant anything to him, so I was back to hating him and wanting to escape, and with every growing moment, all I could feel was hate for him. I was seated at the dining table now, pushing my food around my plate and looking around to see if there was a chance for me to escape. Tina entered the dining room with a
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 64| Betrayal Is the Truth
Trey was yet to say what had happened, and Senna was hesitating to carry out the torture. There was something that held him back from doing so. Maybe it was because he didn't believe Trey could betray him. He was risking his empire, but what could he do? What exactly could he do? Trey had remained in the same spot for over twenty-four hours. His head was bent low, and his breathing was labored. When Senna came into the room, he raised his head. "You finally remember I exist," Trey said with a laugh and coughed. His voice was coarse, conveying tiredness. "I'm guessing you're here to see me regarding telling you the truth. Senna, I know nothing. Trust me. Hell, I can't even ask you for that because I can't even defend myself. But I'm just going to remind you that you'll kill me trying to get the truth out of me when I was never lying in the first place. I have nothing to hide, and whoever told you I have a thing to do with Diablo was sent by him." Senna scoffed and took a
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 65| A Swim Away from Seduction
BALIAOf all things to happen today, I hadn't expected it to be Senna coming out through the French doors, dressed in nothing but a pair of black shorts that showed off his powerful legs. I had just finished a lap and pulled out of the water when I saw him standing there.I blinked, hoping he would disappear the next second, but he was still standing there and staring at me. "Senna..."He tossed the towel hanging over his neck to the side and dove straight into the deep end of the water, taking me by surprise when he began to swim towards me with so much speed. He looked like a fish in the water, and I had to move aside for him to swim past, my mouth hanging open in awe.When he dove his head out of the water, I cleared my throat and turned away, deciding to take another lap. This was to avoid getting into any awkward stare or conversation with him. After I had been told to mind my business in the politest manner ever, I decided that it was all I would do.I thought I was going to swi
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 66| More than Sexual Attractions.
SENNAI had no idea what I was doing, but I wanted her, and that was it. After I'd seen her take off her robe and show off her utterly sexy bikini, I knew I couldn't just stand by my window and watch her swim. I wanted my hands on her body.And now, I was in between her beautiful thighs, trying to stare into her eyes and not her body. "I do." She muttered under her breath, and her pupils dilated as her eyes raked down my body. Shit. This was going to put me in deep shit. I'd avoided her for a reason, but I was now finding it hard to control myself. Her fingers moved, sliding onto my arms as she tried to stabilize herself, and I dove out of the water and kissed the nape of her neck, her eyes fluttering close as she tilted her head to the side. She smelt of faint chlorine and vanilla and apples, too. My arm rounded her back and slipped up her back, sinking my fingers into her hair and pushing her face towards me. Her lips brushed mine in a feathery movement, and I caught her
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 67| A Dead End
BALIASometimes, all it takes for you to know your worth are a few embarrassing situations to bring you back to your senses.Senna knew he could manipulate me into wanting him. Hell, he'd stopped forcing himself on me, but that didn't stop him from being the terrible person he was. He'd gone from physically and emotionally abusing me to manipulating me, and it had all clicked at the pool when he said he didn't want to touch me. Then what had driven him to drive me on the edge of intense lust and madness?The need to feed his ego.I stomped back into my room and changed into a decent t-shirt and jean shorts before deciding I wouldn't let his antics affect my mood or person. I was done letting him dictate my feelings and reactions. Maybe if I started to live for myself, I would feel better. It was the first step to finding your path.I watched him walk through the door, hoping he had a nice day. A day nice enough for him not to unleash his anger on me.He was yet to release Trey. Heck,
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 68| An Unwanted Addition
BALIAFor the next few days, I knew Senna was avoiding me, but I didn't care because I had promised myself to look out for me instead of someone else. So I avoided him in return, moving out of the way whenever I saw him around. We locked gazes a few times, but I was always the first to tear my eyes away.A few times, he returned home either drunk or with blood on his shirt, and it had me wondering what sort of dangerous business he was doing. But it wasn't my place to ask, so I ceased doing anything like that.Last night, I spent it with Tina. She had decided to stay back for the weekend as Senna was indisposed and needed her. We played a few card games that night, and she opened a wine bottle. We sipped while jazz music played in the background, and with the dimly lit candles coming from the scented candles she'd just gotten from the store, it gave the room a serene atmosphere, which I enjoyed. I'd gone to bed slightly buzzed from the wine. The following day, I woke up with a terr
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 69| Changes And Truth
Tina could see the fear in Balia's eyes. She was also afraid for her. It had her wondering why the young lady had forgotten to take her pills even after she expressed her hate for Senna. Had something changed her mind, or had she just forgotten naturally? Well, things like these happened, so she understood. "Senna is not going to kill you." "How do you know that?!" She cried. "He gave me pills to take after sex! Don't I have to know what that means? He doesn't want children! He doesn't want me having his baby, and so do I! But now, I am pregnant, and he's the only one I've ever slept with!" Tina understood Balia's outburst, so she didn't get mad. It was the pregnancy hormones combined with the fear that came with her being pregnant for a man who didn't want kids. Tina wished she could tell Balia things she didn't know. But it wasn't in her place. Balia sank her fingers into her hair and groaned. "What am I going to do? What am I going to do? I am going crazy!"
Last Updated : 2023-11-22
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His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner Epilogue
Seven months later...BALIA"I want my husband!" I screamed amidst the searing pain that threatened to tear through my body. "Where is he?""He's on his way, ma'am." A voice I couldn't make out said to me.I lay stretched out on a fucking stretcher, and I could only feel the slight movements and bumps as we moved higher. Soon, the wheeler stopped, and another sharp pain tore through me, moving from my abdomen up to my head. I grabbed the ends of the stretcher tightly, sinking my teeth into my lips until I drew blood."Senna! Where is he? I want him now!" I cried as the sound of doors opening permeated through my ears."You need to calm down and focus on the pain. Your contractions are getting longer by the minute," A feminine voice came. It was firmer than the first, and she sounded hurried. "Get her out of the stretcher and gently place her on the bed. Make sure her legs are wide open enough. Her labour is drawing near."I wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. The pain
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 94| Cheers To A New Beginning
SENNAIt had taken a lot for me actually to do this. I had a lot of time and nerves because I could feel the thud of my heart threatening to tear out of my ribcage.It was unlike me to feel this nervous. The last time I felt that way, I'd been twenty years younger, so why was my palm sweaty?Tina assisted in preparing the table, and we decorated it to the best of our ability. And now, it was almost dusk and the perfect time to bring her out here. Just as I walked towards the kitchen, I heard Tina and Balia talking excitedly, and my chest was filled with so much warmth that spread around my body. When I got to the door, I leaned against the lintel, one arm folded over the other as I watched them both before deciding that I was giddy enough not to wait anymore. I cleared my throat, and she turned immediately, smiling as she walked towards me. "Hey, Darling." "Hi, there. You look different...good." She said right when she stopped before me. a "Know something else that loo
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 93| A New Beginning
BALIASenna had his men drop off the luggage in my room before going to get a few things from the car trunk.I still had the bouquet. Tina took them from me, but not after pulling me into a tight hug and shedding a few tears.I walked into the house, noting how things had slightly changed. New decorations were up, and the house had more life to it. I smiled, happy that he wasn't home wasting away and just doing nothing.I was standing by the window when his arms snaked around my waist and pulled me into him. He buried his head into my neck and inhaled deeply. "I'm happy you're back. I was afraid for most of last month." "Why?" The tip of my fingers brushed his knuckles softly. He sighed. "I thought you were going to leave me. I don't deserve you, Balia. I don't. It would help if you didn't even want me after everything that happened. I ruined your life from the onset. Why should you want to be with a man like me?" I twisted my body to face him. "Because I want to be? I wan
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 92| Away From Everything
BALIASenna had insisted on sponsoring my vacation to Trinidad and Tobago. It was a dual island in the Caribbean nation, bothering Venezuela.I had taken flights, stopping at different countries and touring most of the time we had there, and when we finally got to the island, we were welcomed warmly into a restaurant with Creole cuisines, tasty and flavourful. After having a fulfilling meal, I took a cab to my hotel and booked a room for a week before retiring to my bedroom.It felt good to be here, away from the world you are used to. Here, the people are different. The atmosphere is different. People don't breathe over your neck or try to snoop into your daily life.Oh well, that's what comes with being a tourist. I could live without having to identify with any community. My first night here was terrific. After I had gotten well-rested, we got a call from the tour guide, informing us that we would be walking to a specific beach. I grabbed a shawl and a jacket, not knowing wh
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 91| Redemption
BALIAMy fingers were shaky when I was done reading the paper in my hands. My eyes brimmed with tears, and joy flooded my whole body."Oh, my God!" I cried, nearly crumpling to the floor, but Senna quickly caught me. I sobbed against him. "You did this for me?"He nodded. "It was a long time coming.""I don't know how to thank you, Senna." She grabbed his shirt and sobbed into his chest. "I don't know what to feel. It's so much joy. So much fucking joy." "I understand, sweetheart. I do."I looked into his eyes and pulled him in for a kiss. He took the paper from my hand and placed it on the desk behind us before wrapping his arms around my waist. His tongue pushed into my mouth, gliding over mine as he scoured every corner. He consumed me. So much that I felt like I was going to burn under the intensity of this kiss, but I didn't. Instead, new feelings bloomed from my insides. With every trail he left behind with his fingers, it sent new sensations, sent new messages to my brain. It
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 90| Healing
This was a man who had a lot bottled up. Who had kept his cool for several years, not wanting to break because he had to lead people because he had to be strong, or the world would swallow him just like they did to his family? This was a man who had experienced his dark days alone. A man who had lived with the haunting memories of finding his family already bled to death on the floors of their home.He hadn't expected to break down, but this was it. This was it. He was tired of holding in so much emotional baggage, tired of being strong for everyone. Hell, he was tired in every area of his life, and all he needed was to take a break. All he needed was to feel something other than lust, hatred and the need to kill. He needed a dopamine hit. Not the one who got briefly after sex or after a kill. He wanted to feel real love. Real happiness, and he wanted to be loved in return. As much as he had hated that feeling for a long time because he was being avoidant, he couldn't deny that ther
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 89| Flowers and Heartfelt Confessions
BALIAMy eyes fluttered open, and everywhere was foggy for a long time before my eyes cleared out. I looked around, noticing I was back at the mansion, right in my room. Sighing, I leaned back into the bed and closed my eyes. I was tired. Extremely tired, and the side of my belly hurt like shit.I reached to touch it and retracted my hand immediately, and a sharp pain shot up my head. Looking down at my belly, I realized that my belly was wrapped around with gauze. "Shit. What happened?" I cried softly. Then, the memories returned. Diablo, the bay area, getting raped, and seeing Senna after I was stabbed. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I had failed everyone. Senna was definitely long gone by now. Trey had been the one to help me. I was sure of that, but I was extremely worried about Senna. What if something had gone wrong? Hell, what if Diablo had killed him again? I began to sob softly, only stopping and immediately wiping my tears when I heard my door open. I blinked to
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 88| Senna's Conquest.
Senna tied up Diablo's body. Gunshots filled the air, and Senna knew his men were having a battle with Diablo's men."Your men don't know when to give up," Senna muttered under his breath as he began to pull Diablo's weakened body against the ground. He dumped him behind one of the containers and crouched to his level. "What are your last words before you die?""Fuck you!" Diablo snapped. Senna burst into laughter. "I should have killed you when I had the chance. I should have killed her when I had the chance, too."Senna sent a blow flying into Diablo's cheek. A blob of saliva dripped from his mouth as his neck whipped to the side. "And yet, you didn't. You have a penchant for keeping people alive so you can torture them, right? You don't ever think of the consequences, do you?" LDiablo leaned to the side, and Senna smiled. "Maybe I do, and maybe I don't. But it doesn't matter in the end. What matters is that I have you here now, and I will not hesitate. No, I won't make life misera
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 87| Bloods, Bones & Bullets
SENNAAs soon as I caught sight of Trey, I roughly grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against his car. He raised both of his hands in surprise before his eyes raked down my body."What the fuck are you doing, man?" Trey snapped, looking at me in confusion."Where is she?!""You are wounded, Senna. You haven't healed at all and you left as soon as you heard that she wasn't home? I am here and nothing is going to happen to her."Rage bubbled up from within me. "Are you doing this to pay back for what you did?!""What the hell are you talking about?" He frowned. "I hold nothing against you. She planned to end things and I had her followed so we could take control of every fucking thing. And you leave your bed the next fuckin moment because you want to save her? You should have called! You're fucking bleeding!"I looked down at my shirt to see that I was bleeding. I was already soaked up in blood. Trey pushed me off and pulled his car door open before coming back with a sanitary pad
