Her Pov:
I don't know what drug they put me on but I can still feel things around me see things even though they are blurry and can hear things even though they feel like they are coming from another world but yeah. I can walk as well, but I don't have much of my balance.
Previously, whenever they injected me something, I lost my total sense and couldn't remember or feel anything. I would be like dead at the time.
But this time it feels lighter than the previous ones. This time, I can tell things. I don't know if it's a good thing, though.
They got me ready and blindfold me before taking me to somewhere.I don't know where they took me, but I could hear people talking and even naming prices.
It took me a long while to understand that they were naming prices for me.
But I couldn't react as the drug was slowly taking me over. A woman behind me was holding me as I was loosing my senses to even move a muscle of my body.
The last thing I heard is " Sold". Before I lost in the darkness.
When I opened my eyes I was in this big room on a bed. I looked beside me with a lot of fear that someone slept with me again but there's no naked man beside me this time. And I am also full clothed.
I got up from the bed and in panick I hit with a table and a vase falls on the ground loud. I kneeled down as I was seeing the pieces .
The broken glass pieces. Just like me. They have broken me just like these glasses. Shattered me. I looked at the broken glasses. Should I just?? Maybe this is the only chance I get to do this.
As I tried a lot of time before during the time I was staying there but there was literally nothing I could finish myself with. I took a piece of the broken glass and that's when I heard someone take in breathe behind me.
I don't know what took me over as I stand and turn over in a span of second to hit that person. I am so scared of getting used again that I started to hit him with my hand on his chest after he held my hand with the broken glass.
He jerks the glass away from my hand on the floor before slamming me against the wall with my hands pinned above my head.
And that's when I see him. He's way too tall. So tall that's he towering over me. I am 5 feet 3 so everyone is taller than me usually but he's just too tall.
His upper body is pressing against me as he's trying to hold me. He has those hazal eyes. Deep hazal eyes. Straight nose high cheekbones and a sharp jawline. With light brown hair.
Everything about him scream power, might and his looks are so perfect that it turns out to be scary and damn much intimidating.
I am so intimidated by him I didn't realise he asked me something. That's until he asked my name. After coming here he's the first person asking for my name.
" Maryline."
Even I am shocked by how the name slipped out of my mouth. I hate this name but it seems like they rubbed it so much on my face that I now am forgetting my own existence.
But I don't correct it and look down as I can't take how close his face is to me and how his breath is fanning over my lips.
" What's your real name?"
My eyes shot up to him as I never expected this question from him. Since I have come in here no one has any interest in me. In who I am in what I what.
Everyone just have their own interest involved with me. I take a deep breath before taking the name that was pure, innocent, and happy.
" Rosalina. Rosalina Roseburg."
" Rosalina..."
He takes my name in a way and rolls it down in his tongue such a way as if he could take my whole personality in just by the name. His voice is so deep and so commanding just like the whole aura of his. I nod.
" What's your name?" It slips out of my mouth.
I don't have any interest in knowing anybody. But yeah. It slips. Maybe out of habit. He raises a brow at my question. As if he also didn't expect coming that from me. He leaves my hands and takes two steps back from me.
" Leonardo. Leonardo Luciano."
I nod. " Look.. Mr Leonardo.. Please let me go. I want to go back to my country. I don't want to be here anymore. So please -"
He furrows his brows at this but doesn't say anything. This leaves me some hope.
It seems like right now I am at his custody, so I try my best to get away from these.
" I... I don't have my passport with me. Will you please.. Please just let me go?" My voice breaks at the end.
" Let you go.." He repeats my words slowly after me." So you want me to let you go?" I nod with desperation.
" You know how much I spent to buy you with? 50 million dollars.. You suggest me to let go of you?" I looked at him with disgust.
I don't know why I expected him to let me go in the first place. But this time, I am desperate.
" Look, please hand me over my passport. If you want I can pay you every month until it's 50 million. I will work hard to pay you back. I can promise you that."
His face has something I can't describe. He leans on the table with his ankles crossed as he scans me. I get shivers under his penetrating eyes, but I don't move.
" How many men you have slept with till now?" I look at him in shock.
I feel so humiliated. And my body goes stiff as my mind replays those moments. The moments where I found a man sleeping beside me.. I was so drugged that I didn't even know when it happened to me.
"What do you mean?" I ask him in a low voice even though I know very well what he means.
"I mean how many man fucked you rosalina?" My ears become red from the insult.
"Why are you asking?"
He shrugged.
"Three." It's barely a whisper.
But he nods anyway. And he stands up as he stalk towards me. With every of his step I am taking a step back.
My legs hit the bedrest as he's standing right in front of me.
" So you are okay to fuck three men for a few dollars but -" He holds my jaw and makes me look at him.
" But for me you want me to let you go..." He smiles. " Not happening."
And he pushes me with his hold on my jaw on the bed .
" I am going to make you forget those bastards Rosalina."
I try to scream and move away from him but he holds my both ankles in one of his hand and pulls me to him with his firm hold. He gets on me and with one swift movement he turns me over and moves the chain down of my dress and drags the dress down my body and throws it on the floor. But his movements come to a halt.
And I can hear him taking a sharp intake of air as he touches the scars of my back with his index and his middle finger. There are two long scars on my back. Starting from the bottom of my shoulder to my waist. Scars of the belt.
When they hit me to get in terms with them. He caresses the marks slowly for a second but he doesn't stop anyway.
He unstraps my bra and he turns me over again so now my front is facing him as he pulls the bra and throws it on the floor.
" Fuck" he curses under his breath.
I try to hide my breast by putting my hands crossed on them. I am shaking from anticipation as I am lying almost naked in front of him.
A tear leaves my eyes from shame. He looks at me confused as if he's not understanding what i am doing.
" Don't.. Please don't-" I sobbed.
He takes my hands in one of his hand and pins them over my head .
" Shush.. Stop acting like its your first time -"
He wraps a hand around my panties and I shiver from anticipation when he rips them off and throws them away. He curses under his breathe as he takes in my naked body.
His eyes shamelessly wander on my body . I close my eyes shut as I can't take this torture anymore. In the past when they did this with me I was in no sense so I don't remember a single thing.
But right now I am feeling every single thing. I can feel his hand pinning my hands his eyes taking in my body and I can feel him and only him. This is scaring me so much that I can't take it anymore.
" Open your eyes ." His voice sounds much more deeper now if there's even any scope too.
I slowly open my eyes as he takes off the black turtle neck shirt he was wearing and throws them down on the floor.
He is fit. Very fit actually. He has a lean masculine body with six pack abs and broad shoulders. His both arms are tattooed. And his chest is also totally inked.
" Look at me while I am touching you Roslaina."
His hand trails down dangerously close to my intimate area. I try to jerk back and move away from him but his hold on my hand is way too strong. He touches my clit lightly before rubbing on it on a back and forth motion. My legs shake from the pleasure I was getting.
It was all too new for me. Too much for me to take. I could feel my arousal and on his hands as I am getting wet. He then leaves my hands and get up as he holds my thighs and pulls me closer to him.
He doesn't take off his pants instead he just chains down and gets his member out. And I gasped. It can never fit in me. He will tear me in the process.
I have never seen a person's member in real life but I can tell this is way bigger than the average ones. As he let go off my hands I try to move back .
"No.. No please no..." He smiles.
" Scared Rosalina? Don't worry I will be gentle. Now come here-"
He drags me to him by holding my thighs with his hands and I could feel something very big on my sex as I start to shake.
He inserts his member and I could tell he is trying to be gentle but it's not helping.
I felt everything tearing that comes in the way as he thrusts in his whole member in me and I jerk away on reflex. It's my first time feeling a man inside me and this hurts..
He started to thrust in me fast and ruthlessly. With every of his brutal thrust screams left my mouth and that seemed to turn him on more as his thrusts got more powerful and he groaned like a lion.
" Ahhh- that hurts.." .
" Bear with it.. " His voice breathy and deep as hell.
With another one of his brutal thrusts he hits a spot in me and hits it again and again until I scream top of my lungs as I felt over the horizon and my legs started to shake crazily and my back archs of the bed. Wait.. Is this what is an orgasm?
He takes out his member and spills his seeds on my stomach as he lies beside me taking in deep breathes. I still could not come on terms with what just happened. This was all way too much for me to take.
His Pov: I chain up my pants as she gets up and goes to the washroom. Honestly, I don't know why the hell I did that.I usually don't lose control and never do anything without giving it several thoughts. I never in my life bought any prostitute or forced myself on anyone. Women always went crazy over me and could do anything to get just a glance from me. I have just had one night stands and never slept with a woman twice in my life. I had sex just for some fun and ended it just in there. For the first time, I bought someone with money, and honestly, even I don't know what I planned to do with her. But I definitely didn't plan to sleep with her or even touch her. But when she continuously started to beg me to let her go and give her passport back to her, something shifted in my mind.If she didn't beg, I could even consider this, but her seemingly not wanting me even after being used by several people got me on my edge. I didn't like that she didn't want me. But what got me off w
Her Pov: It has been around ten days since I have been here. Most of the time he doesn't stay at the house and I love it as I don't like to have him around me. He intimidates me too much and makes me really nervous for some reason. Whenever he's in the house I often catch his eyes on me and he doesn't even move them away as if he couldn't care less. It feels like he isn't watching me but more like studying me. He hasn't touched me again since the first day and sleeps in the separate room as well. I think he started to grow bored of me and I am also trying to behave according to him so that I can get rid of this soon and leave for the US as they handed him my passport. Well I tried to find ways to run away when he was not at home. But he locked the door from the outside and there's no other way to get out. The apartment is I guess on the 17th or 18th floor as it's very high I can't climb down or anything. Anyway what would I do running away as I don't have my passport with m
Her Pov:And he stands up as he takes the last drag of his cigarette and crashes it under his shoe. His hazal eyes are way too calm, as if he knows what effect he's having on me. He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back on instinct. He raises a brow at that. He takes another two steps, and I try to run towards the door. I don't know what's on his mind, but I can tell whatever it is, it won't be beneficial for me. He scares me, especially after that night. I don't want to be used again. I don't want to be used anymore by anyone. But before I could tell within a second, he's on me slamming me against the door hard while pinning my both hands above my hand with only his one hand.I struggle to free myself as I can feel him against me. " Don't move, Rosalina." His voice breathy and so deep.He takes a moment as if calming himself down before using a finger of his other hand on my chin to make me look up at him. He makes me look at him using his firm hold on my jaw as he look
Her Pov:" You are not going anywhere, Rosalina."" What do you mean?" I furrow my brows as I look at him for my answer." It simply means that you are staying here. What part do you not understand?" His eyes on his phone as he answers." But it's already late and.."" And what Rosalina?" His eyes rise from his phone as it strikes upon me." And I need to sleep..." As I am freaking tired from all the journey and his psychotic behaviour. " Well, I am not stopping you from sleeping. You can sleep if you want to." " And where will you sleep then?"" This is my room, Rosalina. Where do you think I will sleep?" His voice laced with humour. Wow! He's indeed having fun." I am not sleeping here!" I let him know being determined. No way in hell I would sleep with him in the same room. How did he even think that I would sleep here! " Oh, but you are Rosalina. You are sleeping here!" His eyes on me as he lets me know his decision. " But why in here?? This is a whole freaking mansion ! Why
Her Pov:The whole day passed by doing nothing. I am so hell bored, but there's literally nothing I can do about that. I tried to watch the TV, but I was never a telephile, so I gave up after a while.Back in the US, I didn't even have time to get bored. Classes, studies, part-time jobs, and Antonio ...My chest tightens from the memories as I try to push them on the back of my head.How strange it is, isn't it? The memories you once used to live for can turn into the reason that kills you from within with every passing second! Even when I try my best to not think I can't help myself. Sometimes, I wonder if I would still choose Antonio once again if I knew the events would turn out like this?Tears threaten to gather in my eyes as I try to shake that thought off my head. No... I won't think ... I don't want to think anymore...But boredom is getting the best of me. I tried to talk with the maids, but they were so busy with their work that they showed no interest in talking with me.
Her Pov:I open my eyes after how long I don't know. Itfeels like I am living in a haze. I don't knowwhen I am awake or when I am sleeping. It'salways like being in the middle of a dreamand a reality.As I open my eyes, I try to get up, but I don'thave any strength to even move. Afterattempting a number of times, I finally get upfrom my sleeping posture and sit up using thewall as my support.I sit up and look around the small dark room.It's so dark that only a dim light is there. Myeyes move to the door of the room. It's theonly way of getting in or out.Without the door, there's nothing in the room.Just a mattress on the floor, and that's it.There's no window in the room, so I can't tell ifit's day or night. It's not that I care, though.My gaze shifts to the abandoned plate offood in front of the door, and I try to get up.My body hurts with every move as I struggleto stand on my feet.Leaning on the wall taking support, I finally stand up and try to walk towards th
His Pov:I sigh as the car parks in front of the venue. I usually hate this type of event, and I never attended them in the past. But this time, it needs to be done, and I need to attend the event. If it wasn't serious father wouldn't have send me here. Being the son of the leader of the Italian Mafia has given me a lot of things along with the responsibilities. Therefore, even if I personally hate it I didn't argue with father on the topic as I also know, we need to seal the deal with the Russians.Ethan Volcov, is a higher up in the Russian Mafia who reportedly is going to attend the event.My work is to attract his attention and have an introduction with him for a better chance of sealing the deal. I take a deep breath as I come out of the car and walk into the so-called venue.This is another stupid event of selling prostitutes to the elites of the society. To be precise to the scums of the society. But it can't be denied that this is the event you can find most of the influentia