Chapter One
Tomorrow I’m going out of my comfort zone and stepping away from the good girl I am to be the bad girl and letting my body have something it craves. Something that girls like me can’t have. Spending my entire life in the shadows, forced to stay hidden. Friends? Are people who are not trustworthy. Boyfriends? What the hell are those? Showing skin? Only girls that tend to fool around wear provocative clothing. My sisters and I are forced behind these walls of our house, School? Homeschooled. I’m the youngest of my siblings Jenna is two years older than me while Katrina is four. My father is forcing Katrina to marry a man twice her age just so he can have an alliance. My father only cares about one thing. His business. My mother has no say over anything. She lives in the shadow of my father. When I applied to be put on the Dragons list he had only one rule. I hate rules. My whole life revolves around them. But when I saw the Dragon on a video on his website I nearly bit my lip off watching him tease and fuck some blonde with big boobs. The way he made her cry and scream his name made me feel things I was always told were dirty. How he jerked a hand full of her hair forcing her to her knees where she licked her lips and opened her drooling mouth. The more I watched the more I wanted. That night I did something my sisters and I were taught never to do. We must be untouched for a suitable husband. No one wants a girl who touches themselves or is touched by another. But I didn’t care, I touched myself while looking into the Dragons bright blue eyes. I Knew lying wasn’t the smartest thing to do but on the application of the Dragon I had too. I had no other choice. My body longed for him to touch me, play my body like a violin and make me moan his name in pleasure. I can’t tell my sisters and risk my dad finding out. God only knows what he would do to me. Don’t think about that now. Shaking my head I continue to look through my closet for something to wear to the Dragons location. Knock Knock Shit. I tried to stuff all the clothes back into my closet before whoever was at my door would bust in and ask questions. The door opens and shuts fast and a worried Jenna grabs my shoulders and squeezes. “Myra,” Jenna says out of breath. She swallows hard. “The Judge is here,” My forehead creased. “What Judge?” Thinking back to the conversation father had with Jenna only a week ago about marrying her off to Judge Aspen. Father is always looking for people to get on his side and Judge Aspen asked for fathers help, but that comes with a debt he will never repay and father asked if he wanted to be a part of this family. Judge. Nicholas Aspen in his early forties liked the idea of being protected by my fathers men and so he agreed to marry my sister even though he is twice Jenna’s age. “Aspen,” I nod remembering the conversation. “Nicholas doesn’t want to marry me.” Frowning, because that doesn’t make any sense he was all for dad’s offer. “He doesn’t?” Jenna shakes her head. “He will only agree to helping father if he gets to marry you,” I gaped. Me? But I’m only nineteen. I can’t…. “ Jenna, I can’t marry him. Please you have to help me,” Jenna's eyes filled with tears. “It’s done. Come Monday, It’s being announced in the paper.” I cannot believe my dad is going to force me to Marry Judge Aspen. What about…The Dragon? I might not be able to stop my father from doing this, but Judge Aspen. Will not get an unused woman. Even though the Dragon doesn’t want virgins, he will take my virginity. He just doesn’t know it. I waited til I thought everyone would be asleep and I climbed out my bedroom window. Thank God for being on the first level. Getting past my fathers security wasn’t easy and I thought they would hear the sound of my heart beating so loud. But with steady breaths I made it out and grabbed a cab. A girl of my stature and reputation shouldn't be roaming the city of New York alone, it's dangerous. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The address The Dragon gave me for tomorrow was the address I gave the cab driver and I really hoped he would be there tonight. But mostly, I hope he is alone. The taxi driver weaves in and out of traffic causing me to slide all over the seat. My palms start to get clammy as the driver pulls up to the curb of the Winslet Apartments. Wow. This place must be over forty floors if not more. The tall building looked like it was made of black glass. It was breathtaking. “Sixty two dollars,” I tear my eyes away from the building and nod toward the driver. I handed him the exact money and stepped out of the cab and headed toward the entrance. An older gentleman was standing by the door. He had a black suit with gold trim and his name tag reads David. His hat matched his uniform, his gray hair showed at the side he greets me with a smile. “Are you lost Ms?” I shake my head. “I’m here to see the Dragon,” The man's smile falls and his eyes quickly look to the ground. He pulls out a radio and presses the button. “The Dragon has another one,” He Says on the radio before opening the door for me. “That’s four tonight,” Another male voice said back to him as I walked through the doors. I pretended like I didn’t hear that…But I did. I will be number four. Walking to the front desk the girl doesn’t even make eye contact with me as she hands me a piece of paper. “That’s the code for the penthouse.” I nod and walk toward the elevators. I entered the code on the pad that said penthouse code and I entered. 112303. How weird is it that The Dragon's code…is the same digits as my birthday. That’s crazy. The elevator dings with each passing floor and the more it would ding the more nervous I got. I start breathing heavily and it dawns on me what I was doing here and what I was coming here for. I can't do this! What the hell was I thinking? My father is the leader of the biggest mafia group in the states. Of course he will find out that I snuck out of the house and have his men search for me and god only knows what he will do to me when finds out that I brought my way unto the dragons list using every dime i had saved up so i could escape from beneath his dirty scheming ways. When the door opened I hesitantly stepped off the elevator. The foyer was big with glass windows all along the front and a couch that sat in front of the fireplace with a tv that hung neatly on the wall above it. The walls were white along with everything else even that shaggy area rug was white. The dragon sure does like white.chapter Two I took a few more steps and was about to walk towards the windows so I could see the view of New York from way up here when long fingers gripped my forearm and pulled me backwards. “What are you doing here? I never book more than three a night,” Well there goes the hopes of him believing that i was scheduled for tonight. “I have an appointment with you for tomorrow but…” “Then come back tomorrow,” “I cant please, it has to be tonight,” His blue eyes scrunched as he looked into my green ones like he was searching for something. My stomach tightened. crap! “If you can't make it tomorrow I’ll issue you a partial refund,” He lets go of my arm and walks toward a room to the left side. He was wearing a pair of gray sweats, no shirt and no shoes. His black hair was wet like he just stepped out of the shower. I was tempted to follow him wherever he went but my gut told me to stay put. He didn't seem like the type who liked to be disobeyed. Plus I was too busy g
chapter three. I really feel bad enough that the Dragon didn’t want to ravish me and I feel even more stupid that I kissed him out of nowhere and told him about my father forcing me into marriage. Maybe it's better I leave and never look back. But part of me wants to go back and force myself on him. I mean just from the videos watching him make all those women's desires come true only makes me want him more. fuck it all the hell Myra just stop…STOP it. The taxi pulls up and the man opens the door and motions for me to get inside. I climbed into the cab and gave the house number a few rows down from my own so I could sneak back inside without being noticed. It was 2:00Am when I arrived back at home and just when I thought I had made it back to my room without being caught, I was wrong once I climbed into my bedroom window. My mother was waiting for me. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. “Mom, what are you doing here?” Her perfectly trimmed brow rose and she stood fro
chapter four. Sergio carried me to my room and placed me on my stomach so my sisters could clean my backup. “Oh my god, there's so much blood,” Jenna tells Katrina. “Get a wet warm cloth and Ill cut the shirt off,” “What were you thinking Myra?” “I was thinking i wasn’t going to lose my virginity to an old fart i was going to pick the man that would claim it,” Katrina gasped. “Please tell me you didn’t?” “No,” I cried as Jenna placed the warm cloth on my back. “I didn’t get the chance, or i would have,” “Myra, why do you always have to fight his decisions?” It was Jenna that asked the question but I knew Katrina wanted to know just as much. “I don't want to marry judge Aspen. So i got dressed and climbed out the window and went to a bar and tried to pick up a guy,” It half truth half lie i did try to pick up a guy just not from a bar. “Why didn’t you tell us? we would have come with you,” Katrina says. “Yeah then we all would have got beaten to death,” “So
chapter five. Oh my god. he just gave me his number. Reply: Can I text you? Nova. His reply came almost imeddiatly. Reply: If you wish to. Dragon. I saved his number in my phone under Dragon, and then i sent him a text. No way, i was going to sleep now, not when i was texting with him. my stomach got this giddy feeling, and i was nervous for a reason i had no idea. Myra: Hi. I face palmed myself for saying hi, that's so generic thing to say, and im going to bore him before we even have the chance to start. I dont know why im praying for something to blossom between us, but i am. Dragon: Hi? Really aren’t we past that now? Myra: I kind of panicked. Sorry. Dragon: I see. Myra: I don’t want to push my luck here, but I have to know. Do you give your number to all your clients? Dragon: Of course. That's how you get repeat customers. You're not thinking your special are you? Myra: Of course not. i was just curious, is all. Dragon: We need to be clear before we go on f
chapter six Nicholas Aspen. Not everyone's life starts out a great one. You have to work hard and put in the time and effort to achieve the goals you set for yourself. My father Edward Aspen always said to me from such a young age that I would end up a homeless drug addict and always beg him for money because I would never amount to anything. Chase would be his golden boy who would achieve great things from life and give an heir to carry on the Aspen name. Unfortunaly for my father Chase died two years from a Herion over dose it seemed that my fathers world had crumbled and he lost his only son that ever meant anything to him. I couldn’t tell you how big of a disappointment I was when I told my parents I was going to be a Judge. “A judge? Great a job you can sit on your ass all day and do shit,” My mother Sarah wasn’t thrilled about it either but I had my reasons as to why i chose to be judge. Reasons that both my parents soon would find out about. My father Edward was doin
Chapter seven. Nicholas Aspen “Are you willing to help me?” “I could get in some real trouble over this,” I sigh shaking my head reeling him in more. “Only if your caught and I know thats not going to happen and I also know i cant do it without your help,” Bingo. “Whats in it for me? I mean im risking my neck here and laying my carrer and possile freedom for this,” “Ah,” Angelo said, leaning down on his elbows as he looked me in the eye to make me think that everything was going to be okay as long as I trusted him. “You would have my protection,” I laugh and he frowns. “Whats so funny? I offer you complete protection and you laugh,” “Yeah I dont want or need your protection what I want is to given a great deal of compensation for helping you out of this bind you in,” Angelo smiled from the corner of his mouth showing two teeth that overlap the other. Angelo pulled a pack of ciggerrets from his shirt and stuck one stick into his mouth before offering me one.
Chapter 8 “She's Not going,” Daddy tells Katrina. She said she'd help me get Out of the house tonight by telling Daddy that I'm having dinner with her and George. My appointment with the Dragon is tonight. “Daddy, George is cooking us dinner. You've let me stay at his place before it's safe,” Katrina tells him. “The answer is no! Not after the stunt she pulled yesterday, “ “Mr Benardi, I promise you my place is safe and I wouldn't ask but Mrya has been dying to try my homemade tortellini. Which is why I invited her. I had no idea she was grounded or I wouldn't have asked,” George tells Daddy. “Angelo, it Would be nice to have the house to ourselves. Jenna as at her grandparents and if Katrina and Myra are at George's house we can have a lovely evening, “ Mommy Tells Daddy. He sighs. “This doesn't Mean your ungrounded I'm just doing this for the evening per your mother's request,” I nod my head. “Thanks Daddy,” I hug Him and turn to George. “Do I get to help you co
Chapter 9. Torture room? Is this guy for real? On his website he never mentioned anything about a Torture room I mean who wants to be Tortured? I came here to satisfy my needs and not have the crap beat of me. I can get that at home. “Go,” The Dragon says once more i open My mouth to protest but he places his hand over my mouth and backs me to the doorframe and the wood is pressing hard in my skin. “Do not talk back to me. You'll do as I tell you no if’s or buts about it, got it?” His blue eyes bore into my hazel ones and he tilts his head. He leans in closer toward my face his hot breath prickles my skin. “Or would you rather I take you in the pleasure room?” He says and grabs my nipple between his thumb and index finger. The dress I'm wearing is so thin that such a small gesture of him rolling my nipple between his fingers has me weak in the knees. Not trusting my own words I nod my head. I want the pleasure room that's what I came here for. He twisted my nipple hard