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.
His Pov:It has been a year or two since I came back in this mansion. I usually stay in the city and take care of things in there. In this area, David usually handles matters.But this time, the arms dealing David handles got interrupted a number of times because of the Dovans.. Our foremost rival. So, to take care of the matters here, I had to eventually come on my father's instructions.I couldn't leave Rosalina in my apartment as I didn't know how long I was going to stay so I had to take her with me.It's not an issue anyway because no one gets to question me in here. Father doesn't care whatever I do or whoever I bring as long as his work is being done. David won't care as well. At least I thought so.Well, to my surprise, he did care. And I didn't like that. I didn't like it at all. I didn't like the closeness forming between them. And I am pissed at the fact that it bothers me. It fucking bothers me when it shouldn't.She's just something I bought with money. She's easily repla
Her Pov:I don't know how long I was in that darkness luring around. No dreams, no nightmare, but only darkness. But this darkness is somehow familiar to me. I want to hide in it and never come out of it. I just want to bury myself deep within the darkness. I don't have the energy to fight with this darkness anymore. I could feel someone touching me. A very light feather like touch, but his touch alone dragged me out of the darkness. The darkness I have been caged in for a long time..I try to open my eyes slowly as my lids feel as heavy as stones. I open my eyes, and for a second, everything is in a blur before a face slowly gets visible to me. His piercing hazal eyes, long eyelashes, those high cheekbones, his brown silky hair covering slightly of his forehead as he gets more and more real to me. Looking at me. Touching me. Grazing my hair ever so slightly.His hazal eyes were searching for something in my ice blue ones as I slowly came back to my senses. He's lying sideways besid
Her Pov: I freeze at my spot as his murderous gaze falls on me. A psychotic little smirk appears on his face as his hazel eyes that are now almost looking black locked on my ice blue ones. He nods almost to himself while keeping his eyes locked with mine, and lets go off David's collar as he falls on his feet all while not moving his eyes from mine.He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back instantly. His eyes are still locked with mine as he takes another step towards me, and an alarm starts to ring all loud in my mind.He doesn't look like his usual self. That coldness death glare is replaced with a storm within his eyes. His huge shadow seems to be the shadow of an uncalled danger. His footsteps are calculated and calm.And this calm and menacing aura of his making me tremble in fear. I try to explain to him the situation as a last resort to save myself. I am already shattered enough that I won't be able to take anymore. " Leonardo, look, I was here to just read. David
Her Pov:Iβm so tiredβ¦ utterly drained. I donβt even know how long Iβve been trapped in this endless void of darkness. Is this what the afterlife feels like? A suffocating abyss where time has no meaning, and hope is but a distant memory?Iβve been wandering through these shadowed corridors, my footsteps echoing in the silence, searchingβdesperatelyβfor a single glimpse of light. But no matter how far I go or how hard I try, the darkness stretches on, infinite and unyielding.It feels as though the shadows are alive, whispering secrets I canβt understand, pressing down on me, pulling me deeper into their cold embrace. My legs are heavy, my breath shallow, yet I keep moving, driven by an aching need for somethingβanythingβto break this suffocating monotony.There's no track of time in here. I don't know for how long I am stuck in here. For how long I have been wandering... But I can't stop. I drag my weary figure through the path in search of a little glimpse of light. Sometimes I hea
His pov:" Fuckkk!" A loud groan leaves ny mouth as I take my belt from the bed and slam the door close behind me, leaving her alone in the room.I clench my fist hard as I try to contempt what I am feeling. I take fast steps down the stairs as I feel the need to pour something down my throat. Something strong enough to cool my nerves down.I reach to dad's office as I take out the Balkan Vodka the strongest one of the collection as I pour it into a glass and drink it one go. I pour another shot for me as one is not enough for what I am feeling. It's so close to what people call rage... A useless feeling that can ruin anything and everything a person has...I am the most credited person in the world of mafias of holding on to my emotions .. Of being the person with the least shades of emotions. But today.. It's like my years of training coming to a fail as I am taking shots after shots to calm my nerves, but it just ends up being more powerful. I know she's not worth it. She's not w
His Pov:A smirk creeps on my face as I take in a deep breath. You are fucked up Ms. Rosalina Roseburg...I yank off my bow tie, its tightness mirroring the emotions choking me inside. Tossing it across the room, I step toward her, but she keeps retreating, inching further away from me.I fist my palm as I watch her crawling away from me. That helpless look on her face makes me feel more enraged. A muscles in my jaw tickles from how hard I have clenched it from how she pulls back from me everything.Sweat trickles down my skin from all the overwhelming emotions that I felt in ages. My body is piping hot as I can't bear the burden of the feelings I am feeling. The emotions I burried somewhere deep within me for ages are urging to burst out as I crush them deeper. Itβs as if every suppressed thought, every buried ache, is clawing its way to the surface, demanding to be acknowledged. My breath comes in shallow gasps, each one a desperate attempt to steady the storm raging inside me.I t
His Pov:" What the fuck is happening here?" The words leave my mouth as I couldn't move my feet to them. And Roslaina flinches away from David as David turns and looks at me with shock in his face.I stepped closer to Rosalina, my chest heaving as I tried to keep my emotions in check. David opened his mouth, probably to explain himself, but every word that spilt out felt like a slap to my face-a cruel reminder of how deeply, he'd betrayed me. Each syllable was like fuel poured onto the fire already raging in my gut.Without thinking, I swung. My fist connected with his jaw, and the impact sent a jolt through my arm, but it wasn't enough to douse the storm inside me. I only hit him because he's my brother- because some twisted sense of loyalty held me back. If it had been anyone else standing in his place, there wouldn't be words to exchange. They'd already be lying six feet under, the dirt sealing their fate.But David wasn't just anyone. That fact made this hurt so much worse. And
His Pov:I watch her storm off the dance floor, her movements sharp and deliberate, as if she's desperate to escapeβfrom me, my touch, my very existence. My jaw tightens, and I clench my fists, the thin thread of my patience stretched to its limit.Her heels click against the polished floor, each step echoing like a taunt, daring me to follow. And I do. My stride is slower, more controlled, though every fibre of my being screams for me to catch up, to grab her wrist and demand an explanation. But I donβt. Not yet.Instead, I watch the tension in her shoulders, the way her breath hitched when she leaves the dance floor and rushes to the upstairs. Sheβs running from me, but she should know by nowβthereβs nowhere she can go where I wonβt find her.I donβt follow her. Instead, I reach for a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, letting the cool stem of the glass ground me as I retreat to the shadowed corner of the hall. Around me, the room hums with lifeβlaughter spilling over muted c
Her Pov:And I break down into tears. I lie there and cry. But it's as if even the tears are not able to wash off the pain I am feeling. My hands find the remaining fabric of the cloth as I pull them up, covering the front of my body as my body shakes uncontrollably and my breathing got hitched as I cry.. My throat is burning, my skin is stinging, and my whole body is paining from the ruff manhandling. I don't know how long I was on the floor crying, breaking down.. But then I slowly pulled my body up as I stood on my feet. I take off my high heels off and throw them away as I drag my exhausted body towards the bathroom. I am still trembling as I lock the bathroom door and stand in front of the mirror. And a plaintive cry leaves my mouth as I see myself in the mirror as I let my gown fall to my feet. There's a bruise on my neck, which turns purple because of how much pressure he put on his hold. It seems like my body was attacked by an animal as there are blue and purple hickeys all
Her Pov:His gaze moves to me as he pulls me closer, and he watches me for a second as if contempting something before suddenly he burries his face deep somewhere in my neck.Before I could react, I felt a sting on my neck as a gasp leaves my mouth. My hands move from his chest as they claw at the fabric of his shirt on the back of his shoulder, trying to stop him. But he doesn't stop as he holds me at place by his hold on my nape as he nibbles on the sensitive skin of my neck, sending goosebumps all over my body. He sucks the skin in his mouth and nibbles on it harshly before running his tongue to soothe it as he moves to another spot in my neck. His other free hand trails down from my shoulder to lightly on the fabric of the faux fur coat over my breasts. Even though his touch is light and on the fabric but it ignited a fire within my skin as I panic and my hand moves from his shoulder to his chest again as I push him away with all my strength and slap him right across his face t
Her Pov:" Let's go.. Rosalina... We have a lot to settle today.." With that, he dragged me through the hallway.I look back at David apologetically as he gets hurt for nothing.His hand slips from my forearm to my wrist as it's as hard as still. My steps are still stumbling, but he doesn't care about that as he rushes down the stairs and walks towards the exit of the hallway.Susan stopped us just before we were about to leave." Where are you going, brother? The party is still on!"" Something important came up.." With that, he pulled me away from Susan and stalks to the parking.I don't struggle to stop him or even to pull my hand away. What's the need anyway? I am ruined already... What more can he do?His driver rushes to us as soon as he notices us. But Leonardo has other plans. " Give me the keys." He strikes at a cold voice." But sir..." His driver was about to say something but doesn't finish his sentence because even he might be feeling the danger and the threat that Leonard
Her Pov:Those dark brown eyes bored into my ice blue ones from behind the black mask as he's standing so close to me, slamming me against the wall.He's so close to me that his breath is fanning over my lips. He pinned my forearm against the wall as he watched me with disbelief in his eyes. My heart is pounding not because of how close he is but because of the distaste I feel. I pull my forearm free and push him hard, taking him by surprise.A low gasp leaves his mouth." Rosalina?"I try to walk past him, but he holds my hand. " Rosalina... How... How are you here?"I look at him with nothing but loathe in my eyes. I try to free my hand, but his hold on my wrist is as hard as a rock. " Leave my hand, " I hiss. But he doesn't let my hand go. " Rosalina... How are you here with Leonardo?" He asks in a low tone." Why do you want to know, huh? Why? Oh yeah, you must be wondering how I got rid of the hell that you sold me to, isn't that right?" I couldn't hold my temper anymore as a lo