When Selena walked into the room, she took my breath away. I had seen her countless times walking outside of her apartment and I was attracted to her. Now that I am this close to her, I can see her real beauty. She had the most beautiful black hair, big green eyes, and porcelain skin. She had the rare natural beauty that did not need makeup. She looked perfect in my eyes. Just thinking about her being sold to the Colombians creates a rage inside of me that makes me want to kill her father right here. I would enjoy slitting his throat and watching his blood stain the carpet. He does not deserve to be a father to Selena.
“Dad, what is going on?” I could hear the quiver in her voice. I guess it should be expected. I doubt that she had figured on her father coming home with two very large men. Her voice may show her fear, but her eyes showed a strength that has taken me by surprise. For a girl so young, she has a fiery spirit. Just the thought of that fiery spirit beneath me in my bed had me growing hard in my trousers. “Selena, I have made arrangements for you to go stay with Don Rossi. He needs housekeeping staff, and I told him that you would be perfect at it.” What the actual fuck? I knew Joseph was a low life, but he is also a coward. He wanted to be man enough to reach out to the Columbians to sell his only daughter for sex trafficking, but he wanted to put it in my lap that I was hiring Selena to be a maid. Antonio, my most trusted Capo, looked at me because he knew that Mariani was digging his own grave with every word that came out of his mouth. I slightly nodded my head to indicate for him to stand down for now. We were going to deal with Mariani on another day. As much anger as I feel right now for him, he would not survive the punishment that he deserves. “I don’t understand. Dad, I am almost finished with classes so I can receive my diploma. I have worked so hard, please don’t make me go.” Selena was pleading with a man that could care less about her. He only cared about himself, and his daughter was a means to an end. If I had not found out what he had gone to Cartel associate, Manuel, Selena would have already been on the auction block at one of their underground sex clubs. “Selena, I don’t give a damn about your diploma. You have never been anything but a burden to me. Ever since your mother left, my life has been in shambles because of you. Don Rossi is giving me the opportunity to finally have a life of my own. You can learn how to earn a living. A living better than what you were doing at the bodega.” “Mariani, that is enough!!” Selena jumped at the sound of my voice. I could see that she was not scared of me only startled. “This is your daughter, and you will speak to her with respect. I have tolerated you for years Mariani because you are a good enforcer, but right now, if you do not leave my sight, you will not live to see the sun come up.” I expected Selena to plead with me to be lenient on her father. She just stood there as she watched her father walk out the door. I had a big decision to make - whether to tell Selena the truth or not. Since her dad is such a coward, he chose to tell her that she is going to be my maid. She is going to have to adjust to a lot of things and do I really want to add to the stress she is going to be under. She’s so young to have been dealt this hand in life. I feel this deep need to protect her. “Selena, I know this has been a bit much to take, but I need you to pack what things you will need to bring with you. You have to leave and come home with me. I made a deal with your father and I do not ever back out of a deal.” I could see on her face that she was getting pretty angry. I would rather her be angry at this moment than see sadness in her eyes. “Sir, I honestly don’t care what deal you made with my father, I am not going anywhere with you. I have better plans with my life than to scrub your floors.” Her feistiness was hot and sexy. I have never had someone stand up to me like this and I am honestly enjoying that she is placing a challenge at my feet. Thankfully Antonio wasn’t here to witness this, I would never hear the end of it. He would constantly give me a hard time about this five-foot tall woman standing up to me without an ounce of fear. I had to put my Don face into play or I would end up pressing her against the wall and shutting her mouth with a hard, deep kiss. Instead, I grabbed her by the arm and leaned down so we were almost nose to nose. “Selena, I don’t think you heard me. You are to pack what you need so we can leave or you can leave with just the clothes on your back. It doesn’t matter either way to me, but you will do as you are told.” I saw a slight bit of fear in her eyes, but there was still some fire. She snatched her arm out of my grasp, and turned to leave. “Fine!” Just one word and she stomped off to the other room. It didn’t take her long to come back and all she had was a plastic grocery bag. Seeing this gave me another reason to want to do serious physical harm to George Mariani. We did not exchange anymore words and walked silently to the car. If was so cold out and Selena did not even have a jacket. I could see her start to shiver. I ushered her into the car where she could get warm. Antonio was already in the back of the car waiting for us. I tapped on the partition and the driver headed out into the dark streets of the Bronx. I would be glad to get away from here and to get her as far away from here as possible. Selena was tucked in as tight as possible next to the passenger door. She did not look at me or at Antonio. She was hard to read by just her body language. Her eyes were the windows to how she was feeling and I could only see the side of her face. It will be best just to give her this time to just try to process everything that has just happened. This ride could also give me the time to figure out how to handle things when we got back to my home.Just when I thought my life could not get any harder, it just did. My father would never win any parent of the year awards, but this was beyond anything that I thought he was capable of. I am being used as collateral for his gambling debts. I am basically being sold into servitude to a mafia Don as a maid. Considering dad’s debt is pretty large, I will be a maid for the rest of my life. I could feel Joseph’s eyes on me the entire drive. It made me a little nervous but also gave me a warm feeling deep in my core that I had never felt before. I had never been alone with a man before. At least not this close together. I had been alone in the bodega with Mr. Antoine but that was pretty much it. I did not have any friends since I was no longer going to school. I never even spent time with any of my neighbors because either I was either working or I was at the library working on my courses. I am sure he was looking at me out of pity because of my circumstances, but I did not want
I hate to see a look of defeat on Selena’s face. She must see me as her captor at this point after everything that just happened. If she only knew the real truth. Her father did not deserve the protection I was giving him. I was only sparing his life because of his daughter. There was something that I could not figure out that was drawing me towards Selena, giving me this strong desire to protect her. To protect her even with my own life if necessary. It did not make any sense to me as to why I was having these feelings. I have had my share of women over the years, but I have never had any strong feelings for them. Never had I felt the need to protect any of them. Looking into her eyes I saw a fight in her that I think rivaled my own. I never want to see that fight in her eyes disappear. I needed a woman like her by my side that would stand up to anyone. So far, she seems to have come to terms with her fate, but I have a feeling deep in my soul that she truly has not come to term
Capo Vincent walked in and he did not look happy. "Don, I have spoken to our contact, Rafael. The Columbians are not backing down. They believe Selena is part of the deal. They're demanding she be handed over to them, or else they will consider it a breach of contract." His words sent a cold shiver down my spine. "What do they want in exchange?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. “Do they not understand this was not a deal brokered by the Rossi family?” Vincent took a deep breath. "They want what George promised them. They want Selena." My fists clenched under the table, the wood groaning under the pressure. The audacity of the Columbians was unbelievable. To think they could just come into my city and demand Selena like she was a commodity to be traded... it was infuriating. I had to keep a cool head, though. The family's future was at stake, and I couldn't let my personal feelings cloud my judgment. "Tell them they're wasting their time," I said, my voice a low growl. "Sele
Once we were upstairs, Marta showed me to the guest bathroom. The bathroom was bigger than my bedroom. I could have never even dreamed about anything like this. The warm water from the shower washed away the grime and fear of the day. I felt the tension in my muscles begin to ease. I had never smelled something as nice as the shampoo and body wash that was in the shower. My mind was racing with thoughts of escape, but she knew it was futile. The house was too secure, too many eyes watching my every move. Plus, I was so tired, tired all the way to my bones. As I stepped out of the shower, Marta handed me a soft towel. She was kind, her eyes filled with a motherly concern that was foreign to me. "Here, let me help you," she said, her voice gentle as she wrapped the towel around my body. She led me to a room that had been prepared for me, the bed freshly made with clean, crisp sheets that smelled of lavender. The room was the polar opposite to the cold, unfeeling apartment I was use
As I took a seat at the table, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the family on my shoulders. The Rossi name was synonymous with power and responsibility, and now Selena was part of that burden. Yet, every time I looked at her, I felt something different. It was a warmth, a feeling that was alien to the cold, calculating world of the mafia. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her resilience that truly captivated me. Despite the hand she'd been dealt, she remained strong. The urge to protect her, to claim her as mine was growing stronger by the second. It was confusing, to say the least. As Don of the Rossi family, my life had always been about power, loyalty, and control. Emotions were a weakness, something to be kept in check. Yet, Selena had waltzed into my world and thrown it into chaos. I couldn’t ignore the way my heart raced whenever she was near, the way my body reacted to her presence. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I sat at the head of the table, my t
Selena Mariani I wonder if I will ever be delivered from the hell that I have to live everyday. My dad has been a drunk ever since my mother walked out on us. I was only five when I realized that my dad was not like other dads. I had to clean up his messes. There were time I could not even go to school because I did not have any clothes to wear that fit. I knew that if social services got involved my dad would be angry and take it out on me. Things got worse when my dad became involved with the mafia. It was a way to work off his gambling debts. I was worried that one night he would not come home because he had gotten into deep with the mafia. That fear became a reality when my dad walked in with Joseph Rossi, the largest mafia boss in the state. “Selena, pack your things, you are going to be living with Mr. Rossi from now on.” I did not understand what was going on. “Why dad? I do not understand why I am going to live with him.” Mr. Rossi cleared his throat “You are going to live w
I have never understood the saying ‘Heaven on Earth.’ I know that I am in my own living hell. Ever since my mother walked out on me and my dad when I was five years old, life has been a struggle. I cannot even count how many times that I went to bed hungry. The only meals I would get would be at school. I may have been too young to understand a lot of things, but I knew that my life was not like the other kids in my class. My clothes were always too small or dirty. The kids were always so cruel to me in school because of my appearance. There were more times that I care to remember of just hiding in the closet in the classroom during lunch because I was the only one with anything to eat. I was laying on my small bed just staring up at the ceiling. How could I have ended up living a life like this. I am eighteen years old, and I have no way out of this life. I will never understand how a mother walks away from her only child. I understand, after living with my dad, as to why she would
As I took a seat at the table, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the family on my shoulders. The Rossi name was synonymous with power and responsibility, and now Selena was part of that burden. Yet, every time I looked at her, I felt something different. It was a warmth, a feeling that was alien to the cold, calculating world of the mafia. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her resilience that truly captivated me. Despite the hand she'd been dealt, she remained strong. The urge to protect her, to claim her as mine was growing stronger by the second. It was confusing, to say the least. As Don of the Rossi family, my life had always been about power, loyalty, and control. Emotions were a weakness, something to be kept in check. Yet, Selena had waltzed into my world and thrown it into chaos. I couldn’t ignore the way my heart raced whenever she was near, the way my body reacted to her presence. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I sat at the head of the table, my t
Once we were upstairs, Marta showed me to the guest bathroom. The bathroom was bigger than my bedroom. I could have never even dreamed about anything like this. The warm water from the shower washed away the grime and fear of the day. I felt the tension in my muscles begin to ease. I had never smelled something as nice as the shampoo and body wash that was in the shower. My mind was racing with thoughts of escape, but she knew it was futile. The house was too secure, too many eyes watching my every move. Plus, I was so tired, tired all the way to my bones. As I stepped out of the shower, Marta handed me a soft towel. She was kind, her eyes filled with a motherly concern that was foreign to me. "Here, let me help you," she said, her voice gentle as she wrapped the towel around my body. She led me to a room that had been prepared for me, the bed freshly made with clean, crisp sheets that smelled of lavender. The room was the polar opposite to the cold, unfeeling apartment I was use
Capo Vincent walked in and he did not look happy. "Don, I have spoken to our contact, Rafael. The Columbians are not backing down. They believe Selena is part of the deal. They're demanding she be handed over to them, or else they will consider it a breach of contract." His words sent a cold shiver down my spine. "What do they want in exchange?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. “Do they not understand this was not a deal brokered by the Rossi family?” Vincent took a deep breath. "They want what George promised them. They want Selena." My fists clenched under the table, the wood groaning under the pressure. The audacity of the Columbians was unbelievable. To think they could just come into my city and demand Selena like she was a commodity to be traded... it was infuriating. I had to keep a cool head, though. The family's future was at stake, and I couldn't let my personal feelings cloud my judgment. "Tell them they're wasting their time," I said, my voice a low growl. "Sele
I hate to see a look of defeat on Selena’s face. She must see me as her captor at this point after everything that just happened. If she only knew the real truth. Her father did not deserve the protection I was giving him. I was only sparing his life because of his daughter. There was something that I could not figure out that was drawing me towards Selena, giving me this strong desire to protect her. To protect her even with my own life if necessary. It did not make any sense to me as to why I was having these feelings. I have had my share of women over the years, but I have never had any strong feelings for them. Never had I felt the need to protect any of them. Looking into her eyes I saw a fight in her that I think rivaled my own. I never want to see that fight in her eyes disappear. I needed a woman like her by my side that would stand up to anyone. So far, she seems to have come to terms with her fate, but I have a feeling deep in my soul that she truly has not come to term
Just when I thought my life could not get any harder, it just did. My father would never win any parent of the year awards, but this was beyond anything that I thought he was capable of. I am being used as collateral for his gambling debts. I am basically being sold into servitude to a mafia Don as a maid. Considering dad’s debt is pretty large, I will be a maid for the rest of my life. I could feel Joseph’s eyes on me the entire drive. It made me a little nervous but also gave me a warm feeling deep in my core that I had never felt before. I had never been alone with a man before. At least not this close together. I had been alone in the bodega with Mr. Antoine but that was pretty much it. I did not have any friends since I was no longer going to school. I never even spent time with any of my neighbors because either I was either working or I was at the library working on my courses. I am sure he was looking at me out of pity because of my circumstances, but I did not want
When Selena walked into the room, she took my breath away. I had seen her countless times walking outside of her apartment and I was attracted to her. Now that I am this close to her, I can see her real beauty. She had the most beautiful black hair, big green eyes, and porcelain skin. She had the rare natural beauty that did not need makeup. She looked perfect in my eyes. Just thinking about her being sold to the Colombians creates a rage inside of me that makes me want to kill her father right here. I would enjoy slitting his throat and watching his blood stain the carpet. He does not deserve to be a father to Selena. “Dad, what is going on?” I could hear the quiver in her voice. I guess it should be expected. I doubt that she had figured on her father coming home with two very large men. Her voice may show her fear, but her eyes showed a strength that has taken me by surprise. For a girl so young, she has a fiery spirit. Just the thought of that fiery spirit beneath me in my bed
I have never understood the saying ‘Heaven on Earth.’ I know that I am in my own living hell. Ever since my mother walked out on me and my dad when I was five years old, life has been a struggle. I cannot even count how many times that I went to bed hungry. The only meals I would get would be at school. I may have been too young to understand a lot of things, but I knew that my life was not like the other kids in my class. My clothes were always too small or dirty. The kids were always so cruel to me in school because of my appearance. There were more times that I care to remember of just hiding in the closet in the classroom during lunch because I was the only one with anything to eat. I was laying on my small bed just staring up at the ceiling. How could I have ended up living a life like this. I am eighteen years old, and I have no way out of this life. I will never understand how a mother walks away from her only child. I understand, after living with my dad, as to why she would
Selena Mariani I wonder if I will ever be delivered from the hell that I have to live everyday. My dad has been a drunk ever since my mother walked out on us. I was only five when I realized that my dad was not like other dads. I had to clean up his messes. There were time I could not even go to school because I did not have any clothes to wear that fit. I knew that if social services got involved my dad would be angry and take it out on me. Things got worse when my dad became involved with the mafia. It was a way to work off his gambling debts. I was worried that one night he would not come home because he had gotten into deep with the mafia. That fear became a reality when my dad walked in with Joseph Rossi, the largest mafia boss in the state. “Selena, pack your things, you are going to be living with Mr. Rossi from now on.” I did not understand what was going on. “Why dad? I do not understand why I am going to live with him.” Mr. Rossi cleared his throat “You are going to live w