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74| Deliberations Again
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His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 75| Held Captive
BALIADays Before..."It is not over yet, Balia." Luca hissed as we walked across the bushes leading out into the avenue."Why? We already escaped."He turned to look at me with wide eyes. "Don't you get it? Senna killed our parents! You think I am going to let him go that easily?!"I blinked. "I know you want revenge. I want the same, too, but it is too dangerous to do that right now. Senna is a powerful man. You can't take him down that easily. He's going to end your life, and I don't think I am ready to lose another loved one." "Not when I have a backup, Balia." "Backup? What do you mean by backup?" He chuckled. "You think I am doing this alone? You think I just walked into his mansion with that cock and bull story without a backup?" "And what is your plan?" Before he could give me a reply, a car honked behind us, and we both turned to see a sleek black Lincoln Navigator parked close to us. Its tinted windows wound down, and a man wearing a pair of dark shades waved
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 76| Always Two Steps Ahead
DIABLONothing gave me joy than seeing Senna hurt and then bringing him down to his knees. It didn't have to be a direct contact. It was what affected him the most.I had studied him for a very long time, noticing every provocation, every trigger, and everywhere to hurt and torment him. His biggest fear wasn't him getting hurt. Senna didn't care about his life, and he had no idea how much of a selfless bastard he was. So, I did the best thing I was good at. I triggered all of them. He was starting from his partners. I killed Batista. It had unhinged him, but I was sure he had no idea about that. Then, I went ahead to start an attack on his warehouses. It was linked to him, and I saw how it had him unhinged. While all of these happened, I planted Luca. He was the perfect guy for the job. He also wanted revenge, so I knew he was going to do this to the fucking last. You know, Senna believed he was more intelligent than me. There was no disputing how smart he was. He had carried
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 77| Plaything
BALIAThe last sound I heard before crumpling to the floor was a door bang as he exited the room.Tears streamed down my cheeks as I tried to wipe off his semen from my body. He had once again created a mess for me.It brought back terrible memories. The ones Senna had inflicted on me, and I nearly categorized them as the same time as men. But it wasn't true. Senna was different. He didn't have the same Aura as this man.He was pure evil. Fucking evil, and I could hear it when he spoke. I saw it in his eyes, and it showed in the way he hit me that he was capable of doing worse than Senna.There was not anything to be thankful about, but I was glad that he left the lights on. Pushing to my feet, I walked towards the single drape at the other side of the room and pushed it to the side, only to be met with grasses and concrete pavement. There was no light pouring in from the window, and it frustrated the hell out of me. I felt suffocated in here. I was in pain, and I couldn't walk wit
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 78| Truth is Pain
BALIAI had spent the rest of yesterday trying to distract myself by looking around the room. I found several tools and old materials. This place must have been a storage room in the past because everything was dusty.I suddenly burst into tears. Nothing but my thoughts had triggered me.Like a fool, I had trusted Luca again, believing he had my best interest at heart. In the past, he had hurt me so much, but I only thought of him once again because I wanted his redemption. Because I believed he could change. Hell, he was my brother, and I would always forgive him.Well, I wasn't sure about that anymore, not after what he had done to me.I missed Senna. Terribly. I used to hate him. Hell, I had moments when I hated him, but not anymore. After my outburst one night, he had changed, seeming to realize he was doing all the wrong things to me. He had made me feel safe. I made sure I consented to his advances. Hell, he had indirectly taken me on dates. For the first time, I wanted to go
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 79| Intense Release Clause
SENNAI returned to the mansion after staying out for days. Trey had gone back home to be with his wife, promising to return as soon as she was done with chemo.On getting home, I noticed how serene everywhere was. I was greatly bothered by it. Balia wasn't home. Why did I return here when all that brought me back was her?It had been tough to admit it. But most times, I always returned to be close to her. Before she came, I spent most of my time in my hotel. Sometimes, I did not return to the mansion for weeks, and whenever I returned, I didn't exceed three days. The excitement and expectation were no longer there. On getting into the house, I found Tina standing before one of the cleaning maids. She was instructing her on something but stopped immediately when she saw me. She stared at me for a while, wanting to say something. I saw it in her eyes, too. Then she walked up to me. "You haven't been home for days. Are you alright?" I scoffed and took off my jacket. One of the
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 80| A Successful Infiltration
SENNA"Stop staring at me." I snapped at Trey.We were parked far away from Diablo's mansion, watching as every one of my men surrounded his building. It was late at night and the best time to strike. Diablo wasn't going to expect our timely visit. "If you're staring at me to remind me that I am making a mistake, I'd suggest you stop looking at me and focus on directing the men to their positions."Sighing, Trey nodded and tapped the one-way device in his ears. He cleared his throat. And began to position the men while I watched.I had sent one of my most skilled men, Luciano, to take control of the tower and kill all the men. He had worked as a sniper for the US Army sometime in the past and had retired early due to underlying mental issues. But I had recruited him when I realised he was a very important investment. "Do you copy Luciano?" "Yes, sir." "Taken them down?" "Yes. They're all dead." I smiled. "Very good. Now, open the gates." I twisted my keys in the ign
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 81| Gunshots!
BALIA"What the hell are you doing, Luca?!" I cried in a hoarse voice and let out a dry cough that sent pain shooting up my chest. Senna was right there to place his arm around me."Stay back, Balia," Senna whispered as he pushed me behind him. "I need to talk to him. He's my brother. He'll listen to me." "He won't." Senna hissed between his teeth. "Let me take care of this." Sighing, I nodded and stood behind Senna while watching Luca, who still had a gun pointed at Senna from above. My heart raced. The last time I had been in such a situation that involved guns, I had been hidden inside a closet. But now, I was face to face with one while the man who had killed my parents protected me. Diablo's words came rushing back. He had told me the full truth. Luca was responsible for everything but somehow made it look like Senna's fault. "And what makes you think you can leave with her, bastard?" Luca growled. "Balia, are you so quick to forget what he did to our parent
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 82| Chaotic Vendetta
Trey immediately alerted the other men outside Diablo's mansion, and they all rushed in. They helped carry Senna out of the house after his bleeding had been dealt with while another man picked Balia's unconscious body from the ground. She must have collapsed from shock. "Don't sleep, Senna!" Trey commanded as his eyes fluttered close. "You must not sleep. Just a little time, and we'll get home!" Trey had placed a call prior to their drive home, and a doctor had been asked to appear at the mansion with immediate effect. They were avoiding hospitals due to the nature of his injury. As for Balia, she was still very much unconscious, and Trey kept sighing from time to time. This situation wasn't hard for him to handle. He was just worried about Diablo. One of the men had seen him leave through a chopper at the top of the roof and had been unable to stop him. He was still out there and alive, and that meant all wasn't over. Secondly, he was worried about Senna. He had lost so
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
