Allison and her mother locked eyes, Allison's nervousness contrasting with her mother's shock and disdain. Her mother rubbed her nose, composing herself before speaking harshly, "What the hell are you doing here?" Allison took a step back, attempting to explain, "I wanted to see..." but her mother cut her off with a scream."You're a slave now, Allison!" her mother exclaimed, her annoyance palpable. Before Allison could respond, her father emerged to investigate the commotion. "Allison?" he asked, shocked, and Allison nodded with a small smile. "Come in," he invited, while her mother glared at him before rolling her eyes and muttering under her breath.Allison entered the house, telling Ken to wait outside, knowing should first talk to her family alone before inviting him in. As she stepped into the parlor, she felt a sense of familiarity and comfort wash over her. The house was just as she remembered it. Her father, who had apparently just returned from work at the bank, sat down to
Romario POVI'd been in Mexico for weeks, finalizing deals and attending meetings. But the call from my pet caught me off guard. Today's her birthday, and her request was surprisingly bold. I needed Ken to accompany her, as she might try to escape again - a thought that amused me.But my amusement was short-lived, as I realized I was still in a meeting with the Mafia panel. Jose's stern gaze brought me back to attention. "Is anything about what I just said funny, Mr. Romario?" he asked gruffly. I quickly composed myself. "No, sir."Jose continued discussing Officer Naveen Kumar, who had successfully taken down drug lords and was closing in on us. But I wasn't worried. It was unusual for Jose to lead this meeting, as my father typically handled such matters. Since the Venita incident, however, my father had been avoiding Jose, who seemed increasingly hostile towards us.As the meeting concluded, Jose signaled for me to follow him. We walked to his car, where he instructed me to pass a
Allison's eyes fluttered open to find herself in Romario's arms, his warm breath on her neck. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and she couldn't believe what she had done. She tried to slip out of his embrace, but Romario held her tighter. She poked him, and when he stirred, she feigned sleep. Romario chuckled, aware she was awake. "Come on, pet, you were quite courageous last night," he teased, ruffling her hair. Allison burrowed deeper into the blanket, embarrassed.Romario left the bed, whistling as he began his morning routine. In the mirror, he spotted bite marks and a hickey on his chest and neck. He laughed, surprised he didn't mind the marks from his pet. Usually, he disliked such displays of "ownership." Allison seized the moment to make a quick exit, but the door was locked. "Going somewhere, pet?" Romario asked, his sinister smirk making her flush pink as she recalled the master's dominant yet gentle kiss. "We need to talk about yesterday," Romario said, his to
Allison's POVThings had been progressing surprisingly well between Master Romario and me. He was being exceptionally nice, which seemed suspicious, but I decided to enjoy it while it lasted. As part of my morning duties, I went to his room to help him get dressed. After knocking several times, he casually strolled in, wearing only a towel around his waist, revealing his chiseled, tattooed chest. "My face is right here, pet," he teased, stepping aside to let me in. I blushed heavily as I entered and sat on the couch.Romario selected a shirt from his closet and asked me to choose a tie. I picked the black one, which made him look more intimidating. As I helped him with the tie, he stared at me intensely, making me swallow hard. He wore his shoes and seemed attractive, which caught me off guard."Come here, pet," he commanded, and I forced myself to walk over to him. He pulled me onto his lap, hugging me tightly as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. His hot breath on my skin f
The tension was palpable as the two women stared at each other in shock and in concern. Allison couldn't believe it that the friend she made at the slave ship was standing right in front of her.“How are you?” They both said in unison before Number 10 burst out laughing nervously, Allison took in her appearance, she had bruises all over her face. Allison stepped closer to her and instructed number 10 to face the sink as she washed the blood out of her hair. Number 10 occasionally winced in pain, Allison muttered sorry before finishing. She washed her hands quickly using the hand towels hanging close to the sink to clean her hand and dry number 10 forehead.“Thanks” Number 10 muttered before looking at her feet nervously, “how are you?” She said again with a small smile. “Fine, I would have asked you the same question but I can see you're not fine ” Allison said as she pulled Number 10 into a hug, Number 10 shuddered before bursting into tears. Romario turned to tell Allison that it w
Allison woke up the next morning to an empty bed, it seemed like the master had already gone to work. Her body ached but she ignored it as she stood up to head back to her room. As Allison headed to the slave quarters, Allison saw Namiro sitting at the dining table, looking smug as she glared at her. She bowed and quickly passed by, her head down, and entered her room, slamming the door behind her. Her friends, Emily and Anastasia, greeted her in unison, but Allison could sense a tone in Anastasia's voice that meant she had been the topic of conversation before she walked in. Allison returned their greetings and climbed into her bunk bed, exhausted from the day's events. The sound of rain pounding outside was a welcome relief, as it meant she didn't have to water the garden anymore.Emily and Anastasia continued their playful banter, teasing each other, but Allison wasn't in the mood for jokes. Her thoughts drifted to Number 10, who was still in the hospital, and she wondered how sh
Allison's eyes widened in shock, her body flinching as if struck by an invisible force. Kate, her sister, stood before her, a sly smile spreading across her face. The room seemed to hold its breath as Kate whispered, her voice dripping with malice, "Hello, sis." The words sent a shiver down Allison's spine as Kate's hot breath grazed her ear.Kate's eyes gleamed with a knowing glint, her gaze piercing through Allison like a dagger. The sisters' shared history hung in the air, a heavy tension that threatened to suffocate. Allison's mind raced back to the memories she had tried to forget, the pain and suffering Kate had inflicted upon her.With a smug look, Kate glided past Allison, her movements graceful and calculated. The room seemed to exhale as she moved further into the space, her presence commanding attention. Romario's eyes narrowed, his gaze flicking between the two women sensing the turmoil beneath the surface."We've been waiting for you," Leonardo said, rising from his seat
Allison's POVDays have passed since Kate's arrival at the manor, and I've been avoiding her like the plague. Her sinister words still linger in my mind, sending shivers down my spine. I recall the eerie moment in the garden when she whispered, "If you tell anyone we're related, I'll kill you myself." Since then, I've been walking on eggshells, careful not to breathe a word about our connection.Kate's timing was fortunate, as Ken had left for his trip just before her arrival, sparing her from potential exposure. But my reprieve was short-lived, as Namiro's sudden outburst snapped me back to reality. "Get me a glass of juice, now!" she screamed, her demanding tone leaving no room for hesitation. I hastily obliged, pouring the juice into a glass as Master Romario had already departed for work, freeing me from my usual duty of helping him dress.As I placed the juice on the glass table, Namiro's furrowed brows caught my attention. She was fixated on something on her laptop screen, her e
Allison POV Time flew by, and the days blended together in a pleasant haze. I cherished every moment spent with Romario, and my heart skipped a beat whenever he was near. The memories of our subtle touches a week ago lingered, and I couldn't help but steal glances at him. He looked captivating, driven by pleasure, and I felt my cheeks flush with excitement.Anastasia's teasing voice snapped me back to reality. "Lover girl, hello?" She waved her hands in front of my eyes, and I blushed at the nickname. Everyone in the manor knew about my involvement with Romario; his affectionate nature made it impossible to hide. I playfully rolled my eyes, and Anastasia chuckled."Hey Anastasia, are you done with the garden work?" I asked, feeling a bit guilty for not helping her earlier. Romario had distracted me, whisking me away to his room that morning. I had promised Anastasia I'd assist her, but Romario's persuasive charms had won me over.Anastasia nodded, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
ROMARIO POVI woke up alone, assuming Allison had gone to do her chores. She insisted on it to quell the rumors spreading through the manor. Her determination to maintain appearances was admirable, but I wished she wouldn't feel obligated.Stretching, I headed to my father's office, curious about the news he promised. Hopefully, it was about the elusive mole Ken had been searching for. That traitor had been evading detection for far too long.As I entered, my father's gloomy expression matched the somber mood that had plagued him since Jose's departure. His eyes seemed to hold a perpetual shadow."Good morning," I greeted, taking a seat opposite him.He merely hummed, his eyes fixed on some unseen point, his brow furrowed.I rolled my eyes. "What's this meeting about?"Tristan's expression darkened, his voice laced with anger. "You tell me... You've been frolicking with that so-called pet slave of yours all over town."I sensed a lecture brewing."Why do you want to disgrace our fami
ALLISON POV I slowly opened my eyes to find myself nestled in Romario's bed, my face buried in the warm nook of his neck. His hand rested comfortably on my waist, a gentle reminder of his presence. This had been our sleeping position for weeks now, and I couldn't help but savor every moment of it. The familiarity of his scent, the rhythm of his breathing, and the security of his embrace all combined to create a sense of tranquility I'd never known before."Pet, are you awake?" Romario's low, husky voice snapped me out of my reverie, sending shivers down my spine.I stretched my body like a languid cat, arching my back and extending my limbs. Then, I turned to him, my eyes locking onto his. "Good morning, Master," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.Romario's gaze held mine for a moment before he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. His lips lingered, sending warmth spreading through my entire body. Then, he stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate, and headed to the bath
THIRD PERSON POV An unsettling silence enveloped the manor as Jose stormed out, leaving a trail of chaos in his wake. Romario swiftly intervened, dispersing the gathered maids back to their duties.Meanwhile, Leonardo rushed to Tristian's aid, helping him up from the floor where Jose's violent outburst had left him with a broken nose."Let's get you to your room," Leonardo suggested.As they navigated the corridors, Romario's mind reeled with questions. Who was this Gracia that Jose had passionately referred to as his "everything"? Why would Jose have someone else when he and Tristian had been together for over twenty years?Upon reaching Tristian's room, Leonardo gently laid him down on the bed."Thanks for your help, you can leave now," Tristian said.Romario's eyes widened in disbelief."We're not going anywhere until you explain what just happened," Romario insisted.Leonardo nodded in agreement, but Tristian's expression remained resolute, his eyes guarded."It's none of your bu
ROMARIO POVI sat at my desk, engrossed in paperwork, when a knock interrupted my focus."Come in, the door's open," I muttered, not bothering to look up.Ken pushed the door open, escorting a shivering man into my office.My brow furrowed in confusion as I set aside my pen."Who is this?" I demanded, eyeing the trembling individual.Ken stepped forward."This is the gold dealer, Boss," he replied.My expression transformed into pure rage as I rose from my chair.This was the man responsible for jeopardizing our alliance with the Genovese family.I strode toward him, my voice menacing."So, you're the one who thought he could deceive me," I sneered.The old man quivered."We paid you for the purest gold, yet you delivered fake," I accused.He shook his head frantically."I swear on my life, I gave your second-in-command the real gold chain," he pleaded.I scoffed at his feeble attempt to deflect blame."Your life was forfeit the moment you decided to double-cross me," I growled.The m
ALLISON POV "Get your lazy bones to work!" Mera snarled, her sharp tone slicing through my thoughts like a razor. I shot her a withering glare before trudging towards the kitchen, tasked with preparing breakfast alongside Emily. My feet felt heavy, weighed down by the turmoil brewing within. As I walked, I made sure to steer clear of Master Romario's path. For over a week, I had been avoiding him, haunted by the head maid's ominous warning: "He'll discard you like the others." Those words echoed in my mind like a malevolent mantra, fueling my deepest fears. What if I wasn't enough? What if Romario tired of me, just like he had with the others? The kitchen's warmth enveloped me, but my thoughts remain icy. "You're burning the sausages!" Emily shrieked, rushing to extinguish the flames dancing in the pan. I apologized profusely, my face burning with embarrassment, as I opened the windows to clear the smoke. Emily's worried gaze met mine, her brow furrowed. "What's wrong?
ROMARIO POV I woke up to the warm sunlight peeking through the blinds, illuminating my lavish bedroom. Stretching my arms, I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Today was the party in Mexico. My mind drifted to Allison, my pet. Lately, she'd been avoiding me, and I couldn't understand why.As I packed my bag, my thoughts lingered on Allison's captivating eyes. What had driven her away?Just as I zipped my bag shut, a knock at the door broke the silence."Boss, your private jet is ready," Ken, my pilot, announced."Give me a sec," I replied, grabbing my bag.I took one last glance around the room, ensuring I hadn't forgotten anything."Ready," I said, opening the door.Ken nodded and took my bag. "We need to move if we want to make our Mexico City deadline."I nodded and followed Ken out the door.The warm sun hit me as we stepped onto the tarmac. My sleek private jet awaited, engines humming."All set, boss?" Ken asked.I nodded and boarded the jet.As
Leonardo POV My mind was filled with rage was I saw my brother, Ramiro sharing a kiss with Kate, I felt like slamming him into a world but I just ignored both of them and left to the front yard. I rushed into my car and drove out of the manor, the guards at the door were giving me weird stares but I paid them no mind. Life wasn't fair to me at all. I am Leonardo Ndrangheta, the second son of Terrone Ndrangheta, the useless son as most people like to whisper behind my back. I have always lived in the shadow of Romario, he is better than me in every aspect, and that infuriates me.I drove to the nightclub, “Favre” is the most popular club in this side of Italy, the owner is my bestfriend; Vinnie Paz. As I moved inside the club making sure to avoid the sweaty bodies, I made my way to the VIP section and sat there. I called the waiter to give me his strongest drink, I had also drank four shots of tequila when Vinnie rushed to my side and seized the fifth glass. “Give it back!” I push
Allison POVWeeks have passed since Venita's death, and while Master Romario tries to hide it, I can tell it still affects him. However, he seems to have moved on. As I cleaned the sitting room, Kate glared at me, but remained silent. When I mentioned her threats to Master Romario, he told her to leave me alone, and she's been doing that for over a month now. I've almost forgotten she lives in the manor.Today, I noticed Kate was having issues with Master Leonardo, who's been giving her icy glares all morning. "Master Leonardo, here's the water you requested," I said, handing it to him. He took it and drank, then smashed the glass on the floor, startling Kate and me. "That's how shattered I feel because of you!" he screamed at Kate before storming out.Kate rolled her eyes completely looking unfazed by his actions, and muttered, “he's such a drama queen”. I cleaned the broken glasses making sure none pierced into my skin. Kate concentrated on her movie and kept laughing completely