CHAPTER FIVE

Xavier entered the warehouse; the smell of coke filled his nostrils. As he passed by his workers they seized what they were doing and bowed her heads in respect of greeting till he left where they were. Headed to the dungeon, the air became colder and still. The horrible smell of blood covers the atmosphere.

“Let’s have some fun,” he said as he reached Marcus’ standing looking at the weapons laid there, smiling devilishly, wanting nothing more than to hear the crying and begging of his victims as they pleaded for their death.

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ALTHEA ROBERTO

The morning sun ray was one of the main motivations for Althea’s everyday hustle, being able to carry out daily activities and make money too. But right now, she wished the light she was seeing was the heavenly light calling her to glory. Her body hurt as hell, she looked like shit. Her eyes were bloodshot red, with a massive head like she had spent all night drinking. Picking herself up felt like a chore she really wanted to ignore.

“Okay Althea, life isn’t helping you, why don’t you help yourself?'' she said, straining to pick herself up from the hard and cold marble floor. Locating the bathroom wasn’t that hard as she had used it yesterday when she first arrived at the devil’s castle. Taking her time to do her usual routine, noting the toothbrush and toothpaste, shampoo, towels and bathing oil, all in place like they were expecting a guest.

Few minutes of singing in the show, and feeling better. Althea came back out, only to see Xavier seeing on her bed. She jumped in fear holding her towel closer to her, she didn’t want any incident of a dropping towel.

“Sir, what are you doing here?” she stood at her current rooted shot.

“Call me by my name when we are alone,” he said so nonchalantly. He stood up walking towards her like a predator to its prey. The air pressure dropped, the tension increasing. He touched her by her shoulders holding her in place.

“Strip.” His voice became huskier and denser coated with richness like dark chocolate.

“What? I don’t understand you, I can’t do that not with you in the room please.” she tried to move away from his bounding hold. She was really testing his patience, he held the towel by the tip, roughly pulling it away from her body. Throwing her naked body to the bed, Althea cower away from him in fear. Was he going to do this now? Was I going to lose my virginity like this? More questions roamed her head.

He was above her, smelling her sweet sunflower scent with her beautiful golden-brown hair flowing over the bed and pillow. He wanted nothing more right now, than to ravish her till she couldn’t walk or move an inch.

Placing his soft lip slowly on her neck pinpointing her sweet point in one go. Kissing on, trying to draw a sound from her. Althea fought herself not to give into the pleasure running through her body like electricity, charging all the sensitive parts of her body. Xavier’s finger brushes her nipple slightly; feeling how hard her pink pebbles were. Fixing them between his fingers playing, rolling, pinching on them.

“X—Xa—Xavier, pl—please.” She couldn’t do it anymore. This was the peak of it. With her back aching for more of his hands on her. She felt herself getting wet for him. No! her mind warns with all the red flags blazing off but her body had another thing different to contribute. This only made Xavier hornier than when she first came into the room. His initial plans were to call her for breakfast, but now…

“You like it don’t you, you little bitch. Beg for it.” more like he was begging. This wasn’t supposed to happen, at least not yet. The sexual tension was going out of hand, someone had to stop but who? Xavier placed a peppered kiss on her cherry lips, soon turning to hungry kiss both parties responding to each other. Xavier had never gotten from just a kiss, reality came back crashing on him. He wasn’t supposed to be nice to her, take her in softly. She was his pet and should be treated as one.

“So, these are the kind of things you like. You cheap thing. Tell me, where are you willing to give me yourself so easily? Get dressed and come down for breakfast.” Xavier was hard as a rock, but he had his pride to protect first.

Still shaken by the event that had just taken place, Althea didn’t know how to feel. Her whole body was awakened with pleasure. How could she have let him have his way with her so easily, scolding herself didn’t make her feel any better. Dressed up in one of the dresses in the dressing room.

The dining table was filled with life as the men cheered the maids that served them food, walking from the stair way down. The view was beautiful, it was like they were a family. As soon as Althea came closer to the dining table, voices started to murmur and heads turned in her direction. Althea pulled a chair to sit; she stopped mid-way due to her master's voice.

“Who asked you to sit there, in this family you earn your place at the table. Since you don’t have a seat, come sit by my side like the good gitto's you are." Xavier kept a perfect straight face, there was no trace of him joking or teasing her this time.

“Yes Sir” she moved over to the other end of the table slowly. Kneeling down by his side she looks down at the finished Italian wooden floor. Blood rushed to her head from the embarrassment, turning her cheeks hot red.

This was her life now, a sex slave to a man she once loved, too be used and dumped when pleased. Humiliated without a care of how she felt.