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OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON SHE TOOK IT LIKE A GOOD GIRL
NIGHTINGALE*He thought there was a choice here, but there wasn’t. The first option was definitely out of the question. There was no way that I was going to stay in this house for three days without his touch. It didn’t matter how hard he wanted to spank me, I know I can take it. Besides, despite his words that it won’t be done for my pleasure, I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back. I trusted him not to hurt me beyond what I could bear, and I knew he would still take care of me after he was done.I got up, and walked the three paces to his desk on wobbly legs before bending over it, just like I had already fantasised before now. The only difference was that I was getting spanked, not fucked. But maybe I would get lucky, and he would fuck me after the spanking. I hoped so. I turned back to look at him and licked my lips as I saw the look of hunger in his expression. This time, he didn’t bother hiding his desire from me. This man could have any woman he wanted, yet it was me with all
Last Updated : 2024-05-26OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON HER DECISION
NIGHTINGALE*I woke up feeling really warm. I tried to move away because my bladder was full, but I couldn't because I was being pinned by an arm over my stomach. I already knew who it was, being held in his arms made me feel safe. I was tucked into his chest, while he cradled my head, and breathed against my neck. I wiggled to try and escape his tight grip because I really needed to pee, but he only held me tighter. "Nightingale." He called my name with a sleepy, husky tone that made me shiver slightly, especially since his words were spoken against the back of my neck and his warm breath tickled my sensitive flesh."Where are you going?" He asked as he pulled me even closer so my ass was firmly pressed against his growing erection.The thick curtains were closed, and the clock was on his own end of the nightstand, so I couldn't tell what time it was. He was still insatiable after fucking me to within an inch of my life. But I guess I was just as bad as him because my nipples were
Last Updated : 2024-05-26OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON SOLD
AUTHOR’S NOTE: The chapters for Hakan’s backstory will be written in his POV as a child. It will continue from where chapter one stopped, you can read chapter one again to refresh your memory. I wrote it this way for better understanding, instead of just writing Hakan narrating it in third person to Nightingale. I really hope it won’t be confusing.HAKAN ~There was a creaking sound as the container door opened, and the first thing I did was take a deep breath of fresh air right before a gun was pointed at my face.“If you’re still alive, walk out slowly.” The man with the gun ordered.Walk out? I barely had the energy to breathe, let alone move. One of the male children tried to obey the man, but collapsed to the ground and smacked his head on the container floor. With the amount of blood flowing from his head, and the fact that he obviously wouldn’t be receiving medical help, he was as good as dead.“We have to remove them ourselves. They haven’t eaten in days. I’m honestly surprise
Last Updated : 2024-06-25OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON IN TROUBLE WITH THE BOSS
HAKAN**We lined up as we were ordered to, and no one dared try to run again even when our captors were obviously distracted. They gave us all clothes to change into; shorts and singlets for the boys, and gowns for the boys, all in the same colour, grey. Some had clothes that barely fit them, and some had clothes that were too tight, but you just had to wear whatever you were given. They didn’t bother trying to match the clothes to our body types. We were then given bread that tasted weird, with water that had a funny colour, but no one dared complain. We were all starving, and would gladly have more of the food we were given no matter how it looked. The portion we were given to eat barely filled my belly, but I was smart enough to keep a small piece of the bread for later, just in case they didn’t feed us for long again. The water was served to us in an open bowl, and not a bottle, so I couldn’t save some for later. As soon as we were done, we were separated into the various trucks
Last Updated : 2024-06-25OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON NICE DOC
HAKAN**I was chained up in a dark, damp room. I had no idea how much time had passed, or whether it was night or day. I didn’t hear any more sounds, so I assumed I was alone. My head still ached fiercely, and I almost assumed I was blind because of how dark it was, but then someone came in to drop food for me, and I could see with more light in the room. My meal was stale bread and water that had a funny taste, but who was I to complain. They must be feeding me just once a day because my meals were spaced over several hours. My headache got worse, and I became so weak that even to open my eyes was a problem. My last meal lay a few feet away from me, and I had no energy to crawl to it. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe death would be a mercy compared to basically being treated like a dog. I thought of my mother and siblings often, wishing I would wake up from a bad dream and still be back with them. Somedays I even dreamed of being at home, and every time I woke up to see my reali
Last Updated : 2024-08-06OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON THE SLAVE THAT BECAME A KING
PROLOGUE***LOVE… The rubbish people deceive themselves with, to blind themselves to reality. Its only use is to sell novels and sell out movies and groom weak, delusional people. I was deluded once, thinking love conquered all. My family was dirt poor, but it didn’t matter to me as long as they loved me and we had each other. But I was just ten when I was sold like I was a piece of bread. That was just the beginning of my torment, the rest would come on my journey across the ocean to a strange land. The end, well, It would be my retribution to the world for turning their backs on me.***HAKAN***Filth, blood, piss, tears, and death. The stench was so thick in the air, it was impossible to separate one from another. I was in a container with about a hundred other children of varying ages, being transported to an unknown place. Some of them had been kidnapped, but some like me had been sold by parents, relatives or friends. There was no way to tell time inside the air tight container,
Last Updated : 2023-11-15OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON A BAD FATHER
NIGHTINGALE***My cheeks stung and there was a ringing sensation in my ears as his hand connected with my cheek. My eyes watered, but I refused to let the tears drop. I haven’t cried in front of him since I was a teenager. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he made me cry as an adult.“GIVE ME THE MONEY!” He shouted and spit flew from his mouth. I moved backward to avoid getting sprayed and to put some distance between me and the stench coming from him. He stank of alcohol and sweat. I doubt he had even showered in the past few days, but he didn’t care and neither did I, not anymore.“We need it. We haven’t eaten today, you took my morning pay and I had to go work for this so we wouldn’t starve to death.”His palm connected with my cheek again, this time it was hard enough to send me to the ground.Don’t talk back at me, you filthy piece of shit. Give it to me.”I yelped as he dragged me up by my hair and pinned me to the wall with a hand wrapped tightly around my throa
Last Updated : 2023-11-15OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON DOUGHNUT
NIGHTINGALE***As Quetzal’s eyes widened when she informed me that I was bleeding, I looked down at myself. I was indeed bleeding. I saw a few drops of blood on my arm and touched it, but the blood wasn’t from there. I knew where I was bleeding from when Quetzal touched my lip. Usually, our father avoided hitting me on the face where his abuse would be visible to anyone who looked at me. But today he seemed more edgy than usual so he had no qualms about it. Maybe he had realised as I had that nobody would really care what he was doing to me, and if they actually cared even a little, that there was nothing they could do to help me.We lived in a rundown neighborhood where everyone had their own problems, and everyone minded their business. Someone could be getting killed and the neighbors would just shut their curtains and pretend like it never happened. Gangs operated around the area and clashes were normal so everyone tended to stay out of their way. The only somewhat normal person
Last Updated : 2023-11-15
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OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON NICE DOC
HAKAN**I was chained up in a dark, damp room. I had no idea how much time had passed, or whether it was night or day. I didn’t hear any more sounds, so I assumed I was alone. My head still ached fiercely, and I almost assumed I was blind because of how dark it was, but then someone came in to drop food for me, and I could see with more light in the room. My meal was stale bread and water that had a funny taste, but who was I to complain. They must be feeding me just once a day because my meals were spaced over several hours. My headache got worse, and I became so weak that even to open my eyes was a problem. My last meal lay a few feet away from me, and I had no energy to crawl to it. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe death would be a mercy compared to basically being treated like a dog. I thought of my mother and siblings often, wishing I would wake up from a bad dream and still be back with them. Somedays I even dreamed of being at home, and every time I woke up to see my reali
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON IN TROUBLE WITH THE BOSS
HAKAN**We lined up as we were ordered to, and no one dared try to run again even when our captors were obviously distracted. They gave us all clothes to change into; shorts and singlets for the boys, and gowns for the boys, all in the same colour, grey. Some had clothes that barely fit them, and some had clothes that were too tight, but you just had to wear whatever you were given. They didn’t bother trying to match the clothes to our body types. We were then given bread that tasted weird, with water that had a funny colour, but no one dared complain. We were all starving, and would gladly have more of the food we were given no matter how it looked. The portion we were given to eat barely filled my belly, but I was smart enough to keep a small piece of the bread for later, just in case they didn’t feed us for long again. The water was served to us in an open bowl, and not a bottle, so I couldn’t save some for later. As soon as we were done, we were separated into the various trucks
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON SOLD
AUTHOR’S NOTE: The chapters for Hakan’s backstory will be written in his POV as a child. It will continue from where chapter one stopped, you can read chapter one again to refresh your memory. I wrote it this way for better understanding, instead of just writing Hakan narrating it in third person to Nightingale. I really hope it won’t be confusing.HAKAN ~There was a creaking sound as the container door opened, and the first thing I did was take a deep breath of fresh air right before a gun was pointed at my face.“If you’re still alive, walk out slowly.” The man with the gun ordered.Walk out? I barely had the energy to breathe, let alone move. One of the male children tried to obey the man, but collapsed to the ground and smacked his head on the container floor. With the amount of blood flowing from his head, and the fact that he obviously wouldn’t be receiving medical help, he was as good as dead.“We have to remove them ourselves. They haven’t eaten in days. I’m honestly surprise
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON HER DECISION
NIGHTINGALE*I woke up feeling really warm. I tried to move away because my bladder was full, but I couldn't because I was being pinned by an arm over my stomach. I already knew who it was, being held in his arms made me feel safe. I was tucked into his chest, while he cradled my head, and breathed against my neck. I wiggled to try and escape his tight grip because I really needed to pee, but he only held me tighter. "Nightingale." He called my name with a sleepy, husky tone that made me shiver slightly, especially since his words were spoken against the back of my neck and his warm breath tickled my sensitive flesh."Where are you going?" He asked as he pulled me even closer so my ass was firmly pressed against his growing erection.The thick curtains were closed, and the clock was on his own end of the nightstand, so I couldn't tell what time it was. He was still insatiable after fucking me to within an inch of my life. But I guess I was just as bad as him because my nipples were
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON SHE TOOK IT LIKE A GOOD GIRL
NIGHTINGALE*He thought there was a choice here, but there wasn’t. The first option was definitely out of the question. There was no way that I was going to stay in this house for three days without his touch. It didn’t matter how hard he wanted to spank me, I know I can take it. Besides, despite his words that it won’t be done for my pleasure, I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back. I trusted him not to hurt me beyond what I could bear, and I knew he would still take care of me after he was done.I got up, and walked the three paces to his desk on wobbly legs before bending over it, just like I had already fantasised before now. The only difference was that I was getting spanked, not fucked. But maybe I would get lucky, and he would fuck me after the spanking. I hoped so. I turned back to look at him and licked my lips as I saw the look of hunger in his expression. This time, he didn’t bother hiding his desire from me. This man could have any woman he wanted, yet it was me with all
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON WHICH WILL SHE PICK
NIGHTINGALE~The toys he ordered arrived almost as soon as we got back home. He told me to walk out of the car and follow him up to the house naked. I was surprised because he was usually so possessive of me, and my body. His men usually patrolled the house on guard duty, and he didn’t care if they saw me naked?It turned out that I was afraid for nothing. He had actually ordered them all to move away from the entrance of the house when we arrived. So as I walked behind him inside the house, I didn’t see a single soul. Even when he was angry with me, he still wouldn’t share me with anyone else. It put me at ease, and made me trust him more. I was determined to take whatever punishment he had planned without complaint.I regretted saying I could take whatever he gave to me as soon as I knew what my punishment was. First of all, he was really serious about not laying a hand on me for the rest of the day. He always kept a few metres between the two of us, even as we walked together insi
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON WITHHOLDING HIS TOUCH
NIGHTINGALE*When we got back to the car, Hakan didn't sit close to me. Usually, he always makes me sit right next to him, or he would carry me on his legs. Now he just ignored me and focused on his phone. I wrapped my arms around myself and stared out the window till the silence became unbearable. So I tried to apologise."Kan, I'm…""Save it, Nightingale. I don't want to hear your excuses. You did what you did, and that's all there is to it." He cut me off without even looking up at me."I'm not trying to make excuses. I just want to apologise." I replied to him."Your apology won't appease me either. I'm so mad at you right now. But more than that, I'm disappointed. Today was supposed to be for us, I took you out to make you happy. I had a whole day planned just for you. Yet, at the first chance you got, you wanted to leave me. The best option for you right now is to leave me be. I can't even look at you right now without feeling anger."I hated his silence. I missed his attention
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON HE'S DISAPPOINTED
NIGHTINGALE*I had no idea what Hakan had planned, but apparently, my body didn’t care. This reminded me of the time when he bent me over a couch at home and had his way with me. Despite the fact that we had an audience, I was still aroused. In fact, I think the fact that Marina was watching me made me even more turned on than usual. I like that he had tied her up, and I was the one he was touching, not her. She thought she was better than me, yet, I’m the one he desires. It made me feel powerful.I heard a snick behind me and turned, only to see Hakan unsheathing a small curved dagger. I knew he carried guns, but I had no idea he also had a dagger on him. It was a pretty dagger, there was a scorpion engraved on the black hilt, while the blade itself was a shiny silver. I wonder how many lives he had taken with the blade. My question must have been written on my face, because he replied to me.“Don’t worry. This blade has never taken a life. It's new. I was going to give it to you wh
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON BACK TO THE STORE
NIGHTINGALE The universe hates me. There is no other explanation why as soon as I jumped out of the window, and was ready to escape, I bumped into the very same man I was trying to run from. It turns out that the important call Hakan went out to answer, he had stepped out to the side of the shop, right by the alley. I was trying to keep my head down so no one would recognise me, that was why I hadn’t seen him until I bumped into him. I expected him to bget angry and start yelling at me, instead his reaction was much worse. He looked at me with a deadpan expression and grabbed my arm. “Where do you think you’re going?” It sounded like a rhetorical question, so I didn’t bother answering. There was no emotion in his voice at all, and it was more terrifying to me. I would have preferred if he had shouted at me. Now, I could not read his expression and try to guess what he was thinking. Would he kill me for trying to escape. “What’s in the bag?” He asked and stretched his free hand out
