I was helplessly stripped before him. "Now, spread your legs and pleasure yourself,” he commanded. "I… I can't." My voice cracked. In an instant, his gun was below my chin. Its coldness frightened me. "I'm easily irritated, little doll. SO PLEASURE YOURSELF NOW.” —- ‘I am a Victim.’ One dreadful night, I woke up. I was blindfolded with a tie and my hands knotted with thick rope. I was captured by a ruthless Italian-American Mafia. My father owed him a huge amount of money and he was going to get it back by breaking me into pieces until I was completely ruined. He was the cruelest, merciless and most handsome man I had ever known and I was his muse for his cruel pleasure. And in twisted ways... I got to like it. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE.
View MoreHoney. Lorenzo had kept his words. He had let me used one of his private jet to travel to meet my family. All through the flight, I was feeling nervous and excited at the same time. This was the first time in forever that I will be finally seeing my parents and couldn’t wait to give my father the gift I had got him at the shoe store. Yes, Lorenzo had gone to collect it for me from the shoe store. I still wasn’t free around Lorenzo, but I was starting to believe he was changing for the better. I clenched the gift box in my hand, smiling. When I got to the restaurant Lorenzo had booked for my father’s birthday party, I rushed inside. My Mom, Dad and Amelia were seated, anxiously waiting for me. The moment they saw me, they all stood up and came to hug me. When my father embraced me, I broke down in his arms. “Honey, what’s wrong?” He pulled back and looked at me with concern. I smiled and stopped myself from crying. I don’t know why I was crying when I was finally given a chance to
Honey.I was still walking away from the gazebo when I felt a hand hold on to me. “Honey, wait!”I turned and shot him a glare. “What?!”“I understand that you are angry and you wish I didn’t kill Avery, but no matter what I do now, it won’t bring Avery back so can’t we just try to move past that?”“Even if it doesn’t, that doesn’t stop you from killing others.” Lorenzo furrowed his brows, his gaze darkening. “Everyone I had killed deserves it one way or the other. You might not see things the way I do, but showing mercy is something one shouldn’t have when you run a business like mine. It always comes back to haunt you. I know this because I watched my father go down because of it. He had mercy on the wrong people and they came back and killed my whole family and took him to jail. At the end, he was murdered there,” he sighed, his gaze looking distant, like he was thinking about something dark about his past. “Honey, all my life I've been betrayed and alway feel like I should be one
Honey.From a distance, I could see the bright golden light shining around the gazebo and there was pleasant music drifting in the air creating a peaceful and relaxed ambiance. There were petals of roses lined up the pavement leading to the gazebo. I took in everything in confusion as I walked towards the gazebo where Lorenzo stood with his back facing me. He wore a classic tuxedo. The kind that made him look more like a gentleman with a heart of gold. The kind that completely hid the monster he truly was. The kind that would make one feel safe around him. I walked up to him and he turned to me, his magnificent smile taking my breath away. I stood before him, not knowing what to do. I looked around my surroundings, taking in the bright and decorative lights around the gazebo, the lovely flowers which were sagged around the pillar of the gazebo giving the place an inviting fragrance. Lorenzo was standing at the end of a long table filled with a variety of food. At the center of the
Honey.“Then be my girlfriend.”He said it with all seriousness, I wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. But I knew Lorenzo wasn’t one to joke around with such things. What he had said was so out of concept. So sudden that it left me feeling confused and lost. When he noticed I didn’t say anything. He looked down at me with impatience. “Say something, Honey.”“What will change if I become your girlfriend?”I asked the most important question. “Will I still be locked up here and restricted like a slave?”His eyes looked distant as he thought of what I had just said. I’m sure he hadn’t meant to ask me to be his girlfriend. He just wanted a reason to make me stay here with him and he found one. “You won’t be restricted and if you need a break from here, you can go whatever you want.”“I want to go back home.”His chin clenched. “Except from there.”“Then what is the point of asking me to be your girlfriend if I don’t have my own freedom?”“Honey, you can’t go home now. You can go anywher
Honey.The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was that I was resting on something warm and strangely welcoming. I turned on the bed, dragging my hand along the surface of whatever I was sleeping on. It stirred underneath my touch, causing me to look in its direction. I pulled back when I saw Lorenzo sleeping soundly with me on the bed. I couldn’t remember everything that had happened over the past few days except that I had challenged myself to die. To give up on everything. I had thought Lorenzo was truly going to let me starve to death, but to my surprise the food had kept coming and every time I had refused it. What will be the point of living for one more day just to end up dead with a bullet buried in your head. Lorenzo might not have found out that I was the one who stole those details, but he would. Nothing ever escapes his attention. And thinking about all that, you could imagine my shock at seeing him sleeping beside me on the bed.Have I skipped a century or what?
Lorenzo. “What happened to her?”The maid shook her head, tears pooling in her eyes. Tears weren't a good sign. I didn’t feel good seeing this. The short silence that followed my question made me uneasy and irritated. I needed this maid to say something before she stepped on my last thread of patience!“Speak up and answer my question! What the hell happened to honey?”“I don’t know. When I went to give her her meal, l met her unconscious.”I rushed down to her room. The maid and Madam Q followed me from behind. “I think she is dead.” The maid sobbed as I reached for the handle of Honey’s room door. My hand froze on the handle and my whole body ran cold. What does the maid mean by Honey is dead? Hobey should be anything, but dead!I pushed the door open and halted on my steps when I saw Honey lying lifeless on the cold floor by her bed.Was she… really dead?I couldn’t move from where I stood. I was too scared to find out the truth. It was funny. I had killed countless people, but
“You hate me that much?” I asked, my voice silently breaking. “You talk like there is much to like about you.” Hearing her words, Something broke inside me, leaving a swallow feeling. I wasn’t used to feeling this way. It was messing me up. “Since you hate me so much then I don’t care if you starve yourself to death,” I said coldly, turning my back on her. I didn’t want Honey to see how much her words were hurting me. She must not see the crack she had created in me. I walked towards the door and paused as I reached for the door handle. I looked at Honey from over my shoulder. “In fact, I’m going to save you the trouble. There will be no food delivered to your room from now on and you are forbidden to step outside. You can rot inside here for all I care.” With that, I opened the door and left. Two days later, I was dressing up when a knock came on my door. “Come inside.” The door opened and Madam Q walked inside. “Good morning Mr Russo,” she greeted. “You called for m
Lorenzo. It had been two days since we left Las Vegas. I had been trying to cover up any trace of the details that Avery had given the DEA. Lot of money had been lost due to this and to say I was beyond pissed was an understatement. Killing Avery was to send a warning to others who were thinking or planning to betray me in the future. I needed them to know that I wouldn’t show any mercy on them when they turned their back on me. I had been too busy to check on Honey and see how she was handling the death of Avery. It wasn’t like I cared about her or something, but I knew how soft Honey could be despite how hard she tried to appear. Avery had been cunning enough to get Honey to care about her. I just hoped Honey wouldn’t do anything stupid at the loss of Avery. I was in the shooting range, checking the effectiveness of the new arms that just got delivered to me when Madam Q walked into the room. She stood close to my left. “Mr Russo, there is something I need to say to you.” I dr
Honey. I looked down at the stripper who was still trying to breath properly and laying weak on the floor. I swallowed hard and took in a deep breath. My hands fidgeted with the hem of the blue pajama I was wearing. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t. How will I confess to Lorenzo that I was the one who stole those details. Lorenzo was a monster, he would kill me if he found out that it was me. But still, I couldn’t stand here and watch him kill an innocent person. I needed to do something. I needed to think of what to say that would save us both. Standing before Lorenzo’s cold glare, my mouth seemed to be tied in knots. “It is because… I um… it is because…” I stuttered. The frown on Lorenzo’s face deepened and he was starting to look irritated by my presence. “If you don’t have anything to say, just shut your mouth!” He snapped. He looked away from me and focused his attention back on the stripper. The stripper was now sitting on the ground, her body trembling
"Strip." He said calmly.I fidgeted with my hands and stared at the floor avoiding his cold eyes. He made it sound like he requested for a simple act. He crossed his legs and rested his hand on his kneel. He smirked. He was having fun watching me broken and helpless. "Don't test my patient. I can assure you that you won't like it when I get angry." He said coldly.I sobbed and covered my mouth. I felt insulted and humiliated. "Please… Please.. Just—" He took a quick stride and grabbed my hair. I whimpered in pain and sobbed harder.He yanked it up until I was staring at his cold eyes. "Now listen to me, you do whatever I want or…" He brought out his gun from his back pocket and pressed it under my chin. I flinched and he tightened his hold. "Or you die. You get that?"I nodded and more tears dropped. He smiled and patted my hair. "Then, be a good pet. Okay?"I gave a quick nod and my body relaxed when he placed his gun into his pocket and walked back to the grand king-size bed. He s...
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