Veronica POV
My first night in the room is oddly peaceful. Only one servant comes. He brings me something to eat, and then Roman checks on me. He watches me while I eat without saying a word. I wonder if I could get close to him and maybe get out of here.
"Are you married?" I ask Roman, trying to make some chit-chat and get him to open up to me. Roman doesn't answer me. He takes a deep breath and shakes his head. Roman's actions make me wonder how many women have been in this room.
After I eat and repeatedly try to get Roman's attention, the servant takes my dishes, leaving behind some wine. Roman stands behind me for a few minutes.
"I cannot help you. It would be best if you stopped trying to talk to me unless you need something. I will keep you safe. That is my order," Roman says.
I give Roman a half smile. "I understand, sir," I say. I will not stop. I will get Roman on my side. If I can seduce him, then maybe I can get out of here soon.
The upper door opens as Roman's side exit closes. It is Ezra. I wonder if he has come to fuck me. He said I would beg him, maybe I should just give him my body and be done with it.
I wait for him to come to me. I watch Ezra walk down the spiral stairs leading to my temporary prison. "Come to visit the inmate?" I ask him, smiling.
"You are free to leave, but you will be murdered by the time you reach the interstate by the men your father fucked over. Bad men are looking for you, Veronica. Not to mention the debt you owe me," Ezra says. He knows he is in control. Something about him being in control makes me hot.
"I owe you nothing," I snap at him.
I stand up and walk toward him. "Your father owes me. His debt is your debt. Now, you can stay here and let me protect you, giving me everything I want, or you can pay me or hope the others he owes money will take just pussy as payment. I have a feeling the Devour Brothers will want your head after they take your holes," Ezra says.
Erza touches my shoulder. His fingertip slid over my shoulder and up my neck. His right hand takes my neck, gently pulling me against him. I moan. "She likes it rough. Are you sure you are a virgin?" Ezra asks me.
I nod. I reach up and touch his hand on my neck. He presses his body against me, and we slowly move across the room. "You want me, dont you, Veronica," Ezra whispers.
Ezra reaches in front of me and grabs between my legs. I moan as he rubs against my pussy through my clothes. "Say it. Say you want me to fuck you," Ezra whispers.
"I want you to fuck me," I answer him, moaning.
Ezra turns me quickly, grabbing my face. "I knew there was a whore in there wanting to be fucked," Ezra says, smiling.
Ezra slowly backs me toward the bed. I feel as if someone is watching us. I look over Ezra's shoulders, and there at the side exit, I see Roman. Roman is watching. Should I say something or just let him watch? I decide to let him watch. Maybe my getting fucked by Ezra will be enough to convince him to help me escape.
I am nervous and scared as his hand wanders between my legs. My wet panties would tell a different story even if I had said no. Ezra backs me against the bed. "Undress except for your panties and get on the bed," Ezra demands.
I undress, leaving my soaking-wet panties on for Ezra to inspect. His hand slides over the dampness, and he is pleased. "Such a wet little whore for me to play with," Ezra says.
I sit on the side of the bed, and Ezra goes to his knees. He pushes my legs apart. "I need my dinner, Veronica," Ezra says, getting ready to dine on my pussy.
I lay as his mouth kisses my wet panties. Next, his tongue licks the outside of my panties and follows with his hand grabbing the center of them and pulling them off my body with one yank. I moan so loud I am sure the entire house hears me.
His mouth begins to suck my clit, while his fingers invade my pussy. My breathing grows harder, and my moans louder. The man knows how to please. I cannot wait to feel his cock inside me. "Please fuck me," I moan as I begin to cum on his face.
Ezra ignores me as my juices flow out of me and into his mouth. My body shakes, and I feel as if heaven opened up and showed me all its secrets. My body is electric. I am still shaking when Ezra pulls me off the bed. I am standing before him naked. He takes my mouth. He tastes like pussy.
He places one of his large hands on top of my head and pushes so that I’m forced to kneel before him. I am his, after all, and he can do whatever he wants with me, and right now, he is going to teach me to suck cock first. He quickly unzips his pants, and in a flash, my mouth is full of his huge throbbing cock.
I automatically start to suck and open my throat to accept him. He is so large I gag at first but quickly relax as he slides in and out of my throat. Ezra grabs the hair on top of my head and starts pumping in and out of my mouth. I look up at him, hoping it will please him to look down and see my eyes glowing up at him while his cock thrusts into my mouth.
He fucks my mouth until he cums in my throat. I swallow every drop of him. He quickly begins pumping in and out of my mouth, becoming rock hard again and ready to fuck me. He pulls me to my feet, with his rock-hard member between us.
"Are you ready to be fucked, Veronica?" Ezra asks, taking my mouth and pressing his cock against me.
"YES!" I moan loudly.
He spins me around so that he can have me from behind. I feel his fingers rubbing my soaked pussy and probing inside hard. I feel as though I’ll burst at the seams at any minute, and then his fingers are gone and back in my hair, this time at the base of my neck.
SMACK! Ezra smacks me on the ass hard. "Do you like that, kitten?" Ezra asks me.
"Yes," I moan. Ezra smacks my ass again. The sweet stimulation and the thought of Roman watching sends me into overdrive. I can feel the dampness sliding down my legs as Ezra smacks my ass again.
"Please fuck me," I beg Ezra. I want to feel a cock inside. I want to know how it feels, and I want it now.
Ezra leans over me, kissing the back of my neck. "On your back, spread your legs for me," Ezra demands.
I do as he says. I spread my legs as the mafia boss climbs on top of me to fuck me. I can feel him at my entrance. As he pushes inside me, I look over and see Roman watching.
"FUCK ME!" I moan as Ezra pushes inside me, taking my virginity.
Roman POV"Are you married?" Veronica asks me. I do not answer her. I know better than to get involved with anything Ezra brings into this room. This is his playroom. This is the room he brings a woman to break them and make them his for a little while. After he is done with her, he will put her in protection somewhere else. He will probably assign me to watch over her. After Veronica finishes eating and finally shuts up, I leave her. I know Ezra will be here soon. Ezra is coming to break her. Veronica does not even know that he is seducing her for his pleasure. He could care less about the money Veronica's father owes him. It is nothing but a drop in the hat. What Ezra wants is to take Veronica and use her up. Ezra will play with her and fuck her, all while I watch from a distance. I am not a creep. I do not always watch Ezra fuck his women. Sometimes I watch him fuck men. Sometimes I fuck Ezra. Ezra is electric. He could seduce anyone. He seduced me, and I have never been able to
Veronica POVWaking up alone is both confusing and amazing. I thought at least one of them would still be in bed with me. Maybe Ezra and Roman are in bed together. I knew it when I saw them together. I just had a feeling that they were more than the boss/employee. Now, I will find my ticket out of here if I can just get in between that. Roman is my way out. I can see it in his eyes. I will seduce him and have him eating out of my hand. Ezra will not be tempted easily by me, but if I let him have my hole any way he wants it, then I can seduce him without him even knowing what is going on. I lay in bed and think about last night. My sheets are wet, and I smell of sex. I can smell both of them on me. I can smell their sweet sweat and their cum. Roman knew he had to fuck Ezra and me. He knew how to turn up the heat. But Roman is the one I want more of, and soon. I want Roman to fill my gaping hole now.The side door opens, and it is Roman. A young woman joins us, bringing my breakfast.
Veronica POVThis morning, Ezra left me and never returned. I guess he got tired of me after fucking me. My lunch was not brought by Roman. A maid brought me my lunch and talked with me for a while. She was pleasant. Lila is her name, and she, like me, is a prisoner here.I was expecting Lila to return with my meal in the evening, but Roman surprised me. He enters the room through the side door wearing jeans and a shirt, which is not his usual business attire. He has a devilish appearance tonight, and I enjoy looking at him.Roman places my tray down and waits for me to approach him. "Thank you very much. Will you join me?" I inquire of him.I take a seat and pull out the tray. "I'll be here until you finish eating, then I'll leave," Roman says. He is matter-of-fact and distant toward me."Are you afraid I'll try to seduce you?" I ask him. I look at him and try to be as sexy as I can, but he's not having it from me tonight."You are the boss's property. Are you trying to get me shot?"
Veronica POVThe house is packed for my twenty-first birthday party. I cannot believe how many people came to wish me a happy birthday. The gift table is overflowing. There is live music from one of my favorite bands, Shadowlands. My father spared no expense for his favorite child. I am his only child, but I am his favorite. My father hands me a small box wrapped in a blue ribbon. Everyone is watching. They want to see what my father has spoiled me with this time. "Thank you, daddy," I say. I kiss my father on the cheek. I open the box revealing a beautiful diamond necklace. My father, Vincent Hayden, takes the blue box holding the diamond necklace from me. He removes the necklace from the box. I bend down, and he places it around my neck. "Happy birthday, sweetheart," My father says. For a moment, I am happy. Things have never been easy for us. My mother died when I was young, and he raised me. I can't say that he raised me alone. I have always had a nanny or someone looking ou
Veronica POVI drive for hours. I have no idea where to go or what to do. I am not sure if Mr. David is involved or the detectives, but I know I am not safe. I have to run but to where? I have nowhere to go. Everyone knows me. I keep driving until the car lights begin to blink off and on. What the hell is going on? I pull over to the side of the road, and the car stops. The doors lock automatically, trapping me inside the car. I begin to panic, and I cannot breathe or think. "Pull yourself together!" I scream as I bang my hands against the steering wheel. I look in the rearview mirror and then look ahead. I see a small roadside motel to the left of me just ahead. No one is coming yet, but how will I get out of the car? I pull on the handle, but the door will not open. There is one way out if it will work. I crawl into the backseat and pull the seat down. I slide carefully into the trunk. I pull the trunk emergency latch, and it opens. I reach into the backseat and grab my backpack
Veronica POVThe car comes to a stop in front of a mansion. I rise up to look at my surroundings. I am not familiar with this place or any of the people. A tall man waves my driver into the garage. I am frightened as he pulls into the garage. My driver gets out of the car. He stops in front of my door, looks down at me, mouths I am sorry, and then walks away. The look on his face was terrifying. I swallow just as I hear talking and footsteps coming my way. I look up to see a man in a black suit standing outside my door. He opens the door, never taking his eyes off of me. "Step out of the car slowly. You will walk with me into the house. If you try to run, one of my men will shoot you in the head," the man says. I nod and begin to get out of the car. The man grabs me by the neck. "I said do you understand, little girl!" He says as he leans into me. His breath is on my ear. I can smell him and feel his anger. "Yes, I understand," I say. He lets me go, and I step out of the car. I
Veronica POVRoman walks me to my new room. I try to pay attention to my surroundings as I walk down a hall and then down the steps. I feel like I am going under the house, maybe. I am not sure. The further we go, the darker it gets. I know this man is rich. Where are the lights?As we come to the end of another hallway, Roman stops. He grabs my face to make a point. "Stay here. Don't run. The guards will shoot your pretty little face," Roman says. My neck snaps back as Roman releases me from his grip. He turns and disappears into the dark for a moment. I begin to feel uneasy. I am too afraid to run in the dark. It is not just the thought of being shot by one of the guards. It is the terror of running into something or someone down here. Roman reappears, jingling a set of keys. He steps in front of me and turns the lock on the door. "Go inside, sweetie," Roman says. Roman stares at me as if he wants me to refuse. Maybe he wants to manhandle me. Maybe that turns him on or something.
Veronica POVThis morning, Ezra left me and never returned. I guess he got tired of me after fucking me. My lunch was not brought by Roman. A maid brought me my lunch and talked with me for a while. She was pleasant. Lila is her name, and she, like me, is a prisoner here.I was expecting Lila to return with my meal in the evening, but Roman surprised me. He enters the room through the side door wearing jeans and a shirt, which is not his usual business attire. He has a devilish appearance tonight, and I enjoy looking at him.Roman places my tray down and waits for me to approach him. "Thank you very much. Will you join me?" I inquire of him.I take a seat and pull out the tray. "I'll be here until you finish eating, then I'll leave," Roman says. He is matter-of-fact and distant toward me."Are you afraid I'll try to seduce you?" I ask him. I look at him and try to be as sexy as I can, but he's not having it from me tonight."You are the boss's property. Are you trying to get me shot?"
Veronica POVWaking up alone is both confusing and amazing. I thought at least one of them would still be in bed with me. Maybe Ezra and Roman are in bed together. I knew it when I saw them together. I just had a feeling that they were more than the boss/employee. Now, I will find my ticket out of here if I can just get in between that. Roman is my way out. I can see it in his eyes. I will seduce him and have him eating out of my hand. Ezra will not be tempted easily by me, but if I let him have my hole any way he wants it, then I can seduce him without him even knowing what is going on. I lay in bed and think about last night. My sheets are wet, and I smell of sex. I can smell both of them on me. I can smell their sweet sweat and their cum. Roman knew he had to fuck Ezra and me. He knew how to turn up the heat. But Roman is the one I want more of, and soon. I want Roman to fill my gaping hole now.The side door opens, and it is Roman. A young woman joins us, bringing my breakfast.
Roman POV"Are you married?" Veronica asks me. I do not answer her. I know better than to get involved with anything Ezra brings into this room. This is his playroom. This is the room he brings a woman to break them and make them his for a little while. After he is done with her, he will put her in protection somewhere else. He will probably assign me to watch over her. After Veronica finishes eating and finally shuts up, I leave her. I know Ezra will be here soon. Ezra is coming to break her. Veronica does not even know that he is seducing her for his pleasure. He could care less about the money Veronica's father owes him. It is nothing but a drop in the hat. What Ezra wants is to take Veronica and use her up. Ezra will play with her and fuck her, all while I watch from a distance. I am not a creep. I do not always watch Ezra fuck his women. Sometimes I watch him fuck men. Sometimes I fuck Ezra. Ezra is electric. He could seduce anyone. He seduced me, and I have never been able to
Veronica POVMy first night in the room is oddly peaceful. Only one servant comes. He brings me something to eat, and then Roman checks on me. He watches me while I eat without saying a word. I wonder if I could get close to him and maybe get out of here. "Are you married?" I ask Roman, trying to make some chit-chat and get him to open up to me. Roman doesn't answer me. He takes a deep breath and shakes his head. Roman's actions make me wonder how many women have been in this room. After I eat and repeatedly try to get Roman's attention, the servant takes my dishes, leaving behind some wine. Roman stands behind me for a few minutes. "I cannot help you. It would be best if you stopped trying to talk to me unless you need something. I will keep you safe. That is my order," Roman says. I give Roman a half smile. "I understand, sir," I say. I will not stop. I will get Roman on my side. If I can seduce him, then maybe I can get out of here soon. The upper door opens as Roman's side ex
Veronica POVRoman walks me to my new room. I try to pay attention to my surroundings as I walk down a hall and then down the steps. I feel like I am going under the house, maybe. I am not sure. The further we go, the darker it gets. I know this man is rich. Where are the lights?As we come to the end of another hallway, Roman stops. He grabs my face to make a point. "Stay here. Don't run. The guards will shoot your pretty little face," Roman says. My neck snaps back as Roman releases me from his grip. He turns and disappears into the dark for a moment. I begin to feel uneasy. I am too afraid to run in the dark. It is not just the thought of being shot by one of the guards. It is the terror of running into something or someone down here. Roman reappears, jingling a set of keys. He steps in front of me and turns the lock on the door. "Go inside, sweetie," Roman says. Roman stares at me as if he wants me to refuse. Maybe he wants to manhandle me. Maybe that turns him on or something.
Veronica POVThe car comes to a stop in front of a mansion. I rise up to look at my surroundings. I am not familiar with this place or any of the people. A tall man waves my driver into the garage. I am frightened as he pulls into the garage. My driver gets out of the car. He stops in front of my door, looks down at me, mouths I am sorry, and then walks away. The look on his face was terrifying. I swallow just as I hear talking and footsteps coming my way. I look up to see a man in a black suit standing outside my door. He opens the door, never taking his eyes off of me. "Step out of the car slowly. You will walk with me into the house. If you try to run, one of my men will shoot you in the head," the man says. I nod and begin to get out of the car. The man grabs me by the neck. "I said do you understand, little girl!" He says as he leans into me. His breath is on my ear. I can smell him and feel his anger. "Yes, I understand," I say. He lets me go, and I step out of the car. I
Veronica POVI drive for hours. I have no idea where to go or what to do. I am not sure if Mr. David is involved or the detectives, but I know I am not safe. I have to run but to where? I have nowhere to go. Everyone knows me. I keep driving until the car lights begin to blink off and on. What the hell is going on? I pull over to the side of the road, and the car stops. The doors lock automatically, trapping me inside the car. I begin to panic, and I cannot breathe or think. "Pull yourself together!" I scream as I bang my hands against the steering wheel. I look in the rearview mirror and then look ahead. I see a small roadside motel to the left of me just ahead. No one is coming yet, but how will I get out of the car? I pull on the handle, but the door will not open. There is one way out if it will work. I crawl into the backseat and pull the seat down. I slide carefully into the trunk. I pull the trunk emergency latch, and it opens. I reach into the backseat and grab my backpack
Veronica POVThe house is packed for my twenty-first birthday party. I cannot believe how many people came to wish me a happy birthday. The gift table is overflowing. There is live music from one of my favorite bands, Shadowlands. My father spared no expense for his favorite child. I am his only child, but I am his favorite. My father hands me a small box wrapped in a blue ribbon. Everyone is watching. They want to see what my father has spoiled me with this time. "Thank you, daddy," I say. I kiss my father on the cheek. I open the box revealing a beautiful diamond necklace. My father, Vincent Hayden, takes the blue box holding the diamond necklace from me. He removes the necklace from the box. I bend down, and he places it around my neck. "Happy birthday, sweetheart," My father says. For a moment, I am happy. Things have never been easy for us. My mother died when I was young, and he raised me. I can't say that he raised me alone. I have always had a nanny or someone looking ou