#ENTRY FOR:#1 Inescapable Bondage: Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss Late at night, a drunk Eugene finds himself deep in a New York back alley to relieve himself when he witnesses a murder. Momentarily stunned by the killer's appearance, he tries to escape before being discovered, but the killer's gun barrel points toward Eugene... The blonde killer, called Valentine, proposes to the witness Eugene that if he can guess the flavor of the candy in his mouth, he'll let him live. Emboldened by alcohol, Eugene steals a kiss from the killer to taste the candy. However, the blonde killer says he's changed his mind and points the gun at him again...
view more"I really wanted to throw them away, but I was worried it might cause problems!" Jerry explained, flustered. Valentine silently stared at Jerry while methodically crushing the flowers. Each time Valentine's foot pressed down on the flowers, Jerry looked as if he himself were being crushed."Throw them away," Valentine ordered after completely crushing all the flowers without missing a single one."Yes!" Jerry exclaimed, finally looking relieved as he crouched down and began sweeping up the crushed flowers."Here's the money," said the children who had gathered at the counter with their selected candies, placing coins on top. After Eugene checked the amount and nodded, each child firmly grasped their candy and ran out of the store.Ding-a-ling. As the bell rang and the children left the store, Valentine slowly walked toward Eugene. The pressure felt with each step he took was tremendous. Valentine grabbed Eugene's shoulder and guided him toward the back of the store.They stepped throu
Luca Datero also handed over the armful of flowers he was holding. Books and flower bouquets. These were the gifts Luca Datero had been bringing to the candy store for three days now. Books could just be piled in a corner, but flowers were troublesome to deal with. Yet he couldn't throw gifts from the boss of Confezzioni in the trash, so several large bouquets were lined up in the candy store window."I told you to call me Luca."Luca Datero said with a smile. Eugene made a perplexed expression."How about lunch?""I already ate."Eugene calmly lied. Luca Datero looked at the clock hanging on the store wall. It was just turning 12:00 noon. He clearly knew there was no way Eugene had already eaten, but Eugene maintained a composed gaze with an awkward smile. Luca Datero stared at Eugene's face for a moment, then shrugged."Well, can't be helped then. I'll see you again later."After Luca Datero left the store, Jerry, who had been watching from behind the counter, rushed over."Don't fa
Eugene murmured like a sigh, standing in that spot for a long while before turning away. The cool night breeze struck his cheek. It was as chilling as that day from his past.Eugene woke to Angel's meowing for food, rubbing his heavy eyes as he checked the clock. 7:54 AM. He had slept in later than usual. Angel, confirming that Eugene was awake, went to the food bowl and meowed vigorously. The sound made his heavy head feel like it was rattling. Eugene sighed deeply, got out of bed, and picked up the cat food.After satisfying Angel, he looked out the window to see a scene no different from any other day. It was completely different from the previous dawn filled with shouting, gunshots, and police sirens. Chinatown was generally bustling, but gunshots were uncommon. Thanks to that, he'd spent the night sleepless. As the talkative Italian apartment manager had told Eugene when catching him on his way home, it was likely a clash between Vietnamese and Chinese gangs that had been infiltr
Instead of responding to Derek's comment, Eugene changed the subject with a question."I'm so busy I could use twelve bodies. Look at me, I haven't been sleeping properly. See? I've lost some muscle."Derek said, tapping his forearm. Eugene smiled faintly.They briefly discussed their law school days. Derek was, both subjectively and objectively, a decent man, and an excellent drinking and conversation partner. Having cut off almost all contact with others since getting entangled with the mafia, Eugene genuinely appreciated this ordinary moment.After chatting for nearly an hour, the tense and awkward atmosphere between them had completely dissipated. They were having cheerful and friendly conversations like before their fallout. Eugene, who had been laughing during their pleasant exchange, soon fixed his gaze on his beer bottle, fidgeting with the glass. The smile on his face had disappeared as if washed away."So, what's the real reason you're here? I doubt you came alone to this ne
In the center of the greenhouse garden were iron tables and chairs. They looked as aged as the store's exterior but were similarly clean and well-maintained. Luca Datero gestured to a chair and sat down first.As the two took their seats, simple sandwiches, coffee, orange juice, and milk were set out.Eating sandwiches in the middle of a glass garden felt like being on a picnic. If the company had been different, it would have truly felt that way. But the problem was having a mafia boss seated across from him."This place has been operated by our family for a long time. It's not a big moneymaker, but it provides a steady income. All the families in New York order their flowers from here."The "families in New York" didn't seem to be limited to just the Confezzioni family. It probably referred to all five major New York mafia families."Even now it's fine, but business used to be extremely good. In the days when funerals were held almost every other day. Especially during the years whe
"How old are you?""Nineteen."Jerry answered flatly. Eugene raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous expression. At least to Eugene, that age was still practically a minor."Wow, I still feel like I'm dreaming. That Valentine himself would entrust me with such a mission—I'm a lucky guy. Valentine has been my idol for a long time."Jerry chattered with an excited voice. Then suddenly, looking at Eugene through the rearview mirror, he said,"Oh, you know Doni, right? I'm Doni's cousin."Big-mouth Doni's cousin. Eugene nodded slightly. He understood where the endless chatter coming from the moment he got in the car originated."I heard Valentine declared he would make you his consigliere? Becoming the driver for Mr. Biscetti is a truly great opportunity. While Valentine and cousin Doni are away, I'll protect you like an iron wall, so don't worry. If things get dangerous, I'll throw myself in front of bullets to shield you. Despite appearances, I'm very tough. See this?"Jerry pulled up his
Eugene finally couldn't bear it and spoke up. Valentine broke his silence then."I'm thinking.""What are you thinking about?""A moment ago, you seemed to be enjoying yourself immensely. If there had been no interruption, you looked ready to get entangled? I heard that Asians value chastity so much they don't even have sex before marriage and only sleep with one person their entire lives, but that seems to have been complete nonsense.""Isn't that a stereotype about Asians? And I'm American.""No, you're Italian.""I'm mixed. And I'm Italian-American."After a few exchanges of pointless words, silence descended. Valentine leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, quietly staring at Eugene. Somehow it felt like being interrogated. No, he was definitely being interrogated."How was yesterday?" Valentine suddenly asked."What do you mean?""You said it before. That you didn't enjoy kissing me at all. I'm asking how was it yesterday."Eugene wanted to say he didn't enjoy it. But rec
The women moving around inside the club were young but appeared to be over the age of majority. The young blonde woman who had previously accompanied Don Cariello was nowhere to be seen. If there had been women in the club who looked like minors, it would have been difficult to bear. It was truly a relief.Somewhat reassured, Eugene found himself discreetly looking around. Pale skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. A slender and sensual figure too. Eugene tended to feel more sexual attraction toward men than women, but he wasn't completely gay. And regardless of gender, beautiful blondes with blue eyes always drew Eugene's attention.Guided by a guard who appeared to be at least three or four times Eugene's size, they entered a large party room inside the strip club. The room was already perfectly set up. As they sat down, blonde beauties naturally slid in to sit beside them. A half-naked blonde stripper unhesitatingly linked arms with Eugene and pressed her body close to his. Eugene glan
Taking a deep breath and exhaling, Eugene bit his lower lip and moved his hand behind him. His rear was tightly closed after a careful touch. The feeling that it was still open was, thankfully, just a feeling. Eugene gnawed on his bitten lip. Although he had confirmed it was definitely closed, the unfamiliar and strange sensation did not easily fade. It was a part of his body that had neither been seen nor touched by others since early childhood when he started controlling his bodily functions. Another person's finger had entered such a place. Shame, embarrassment. Along with other emotions difficult to name, they mercilessly pounded the back of his head.Eugene leaned against the wall with the hand he had used to check his rear, blinking his eyes, then placed his hand on his lower abdomen this time. A subtle ache remained gently deep inside his stomach. An intense and unfamiliar sensation he had never experienced before. It was definitely within the category of pleasure. He had heard
PrologueWandering alone in New York's back alleys late at night is not a wise course of action. Eugene had generally lived his life by making wise decisions, but today was an exception. This was because he had just received news that he passed the bar exam. Eugene had a celebration party with his friends and left the bar alone very late at night, quite intoxicated, walking slowly through New York's night streets. To make matters worse, he went deep into a narrow, dirty back alley to relieve a sudden urge to urinate.Eugene enjoyed the feeling of relief as he urinated on the street, hiding his body in the darkness of the dim alley. With alcohol making his body sway, his stream of urine wobbled back and forth, painting the wall. Having consumed so much tequila that it might as well have been flowing through his veins instead of blood, the tequila scent in his urine wasn't just his imagination.Eugene heard a suspicious sound just as he finished his business and was straightening his pa...
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