I heard the loud thud of footsteps and the sharp slap of shoes against the hallway floor, followed by my name being shouted."Claire!"Immediately, I jumped up and scrambled to hide the evidence of my rebellious plans scattered across my bed. It was always part of my routine to clear everything within thirty seconds of hearing my name echo through the apartment hall—before Luciano could let himself in. No matter how many times I asked him to lower his voice so as not to alert the neighbors, he never listened. He never listened to anyone.I barely managed to shove the last of the documents under the bed before a heavy knock rattled my door with enough force to nearly knock it off its hinges. I knew exactly what that knock meant. After all this time, I could tell it could only be one of two things: Luciano was in a bad mood, or he was in an absolutely terrible mood—and I didn't even want to guess which it was today. The red silk tie that went flying across the room as I hurried to the d
My eyes well up with tears that burned my eyes and I gagged from time to time when his thrusts hit the back of my throat. Yet I didn't close my eyes neither did he shut his till I finally felt the veins of his member tighten and his muscles flex hard. He's close. He didn't stop thrusting into my mouth until he came with a loud satisfied groan while muttering a string of curses and the evidences of his release sputtered out of him and into my mouth. I swallowed everything and lapped at the ones that spluttered all over his member, my mouth and covering my bossom. I milked him dry till there was nothing left. And till I left him breathing erratically. I waited dutifully on my knees in front of him while he came down from his high and preparing myself to be roughly taken against my bed, the floor, the walls or wherever Luciano sees fit. When he reached down to pull his pants up, I knew that wouldn't happen tonight and thanked my stars because I was even yet to heal from the rough pai
“That bastard was here again wasn’t he?”“Hello to you too Nick”I was in the middle of ridding my room of every trace of Luciano’s presence partly for my own sanity because just the smell of him disgusts me. I had rushed to the bathroom the moment he left to wash his sticky essence off of my body yet it feels like it’s still all over my body and crawling all over my skin.But cleaning the room to get rid of Luciano’s scent is mainly because of my best and only friend who hates Luciano’s gut more than I do. Nick has a temper and his greatest trigger had to be the thought of Luciano coming here to use me again without him being able to do anything about it.“Answer me Claire, that bastard came here again?”I was past lying to Nick because he could smell a lie from a mile away. Besides,the room still stunk of his release and seemed a little too strong for the air freshener I sprayed in the room.“He was only here for a few minutes” I said, turning my back on Nick and crouching by my bed
Nick gave me a smile that emphasised his boyish charm. “Have you gotten anything?” Nick asked, nodding towards the files scattered on my bed. I shook my head. The files here have the records of luciano’s men but none had enough information that I could make use off. I stole the file from his office on the very day he let me go. I had been planning for revenge ever since then but the chances of actually getting my revenge on Luciano seems slim.I know nothing about him or what to use against him. He’s like a ghost. Unknown to anybody. I don’t even know where he stays or the place he locked me up at because I was blindfolded the first day he abducted me and the day he released me. Neither do I know any of his clubs even when I know that he owns a fleet of them here in the city. All of his operations go by without anyone’s notice. His always the monsters who blend with people the most and Luciano is a dangerous monster. “It’s going to be fine. It’s only a matter of time.” Nick s
I try not to think of how miserable my life is as i work everyday. To everyone at the cafe and bar, I’m the sweetest lady they’ve ever met.I was a lady with the brightest smile and without a care in the world. Alex made it especially clear that he hired me two years ago because he thought my smile could light up the room. Everything people think of me is just a contrast of who I really am. I bear so much hate, so much anger and so much bitterness inside of me that I try to hide. After Luciano let me go three years ago, I realised that if I wanted to be free totally I had to start from somewhere. I couldn’t stop him from getting an apartment down town for me where he could come and go as he pleases but he knows damn well he couldn’t stop me from getting a job and at least pick up the pieces of my life and put them back together. It was hard. First, no one wanted to hire someone who didn’t even complete her high school diploma. I stopped going to school right after Luciano took me
Slowly, he started to make his way towards me. I looked frantically at his hands. He held nothing. Not the whip. Not the iron ball and definitely not the iron he uses to burn me. Somehow, that didn’t bring me any sort of relief. It was always better to know that one of those three things would happen to me in the torture room. But now that i don’t know what to expect at all, my heart raced so hard and i thought it would burst out any second. The closer he got, the harder my heart beat. And the bastard stalked towards me ever so slow as if knowing what he does to me just by doing that and prolonging it. He does know what he does to me and I hate him for that. He finally stopped in front of me and stood, hands in suit pockets. The room was barely lit but I would recognize his sinister look anywhere. My body moved on impulse to protect my body from his prying eyes but I was tied on both limbs. Helpless and hopeless. “Why do you keep testing me Claire?”He asked. His voice thick
Claire“10 PM. Black Hay Bar. P.S: Don’t be late. ~Luciano” I was confused. What does Luciano want with me? And why was he asking me to come to a bar to see him when he could just show up at my place any time and impose his will on me? It was definitely unlike him. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the first time Luciano has sent me a letter. Actually, all he ever does is send me letters and the only reason I could attribute to it is so that he doesn’t get my phone tracked when he calls me. I don’t know where he comes from or where he returns to. He just shows up out of nowhere and disappear again until a few more days or sometimes weeks when he comes to me again. Those times, I don’t even need anyone to tell me he comes to me whenever he’s had issues or lost something or just plainly pissed by some illegal operations that don’t work. All he does is fuck it out on me like I am responsible for whatever misfortune he encounters.
A few minutes to 10PM,It took all of the courage my entire being could muster for me to not actually back out of my own plans to go meet with Luciano as he asked. I was this close to chickening out and totally backing out of everything but I remembered that I’d rather obey Luciano than have him come down to my apartment to torment me again. I returned to my apartment from Nick’s after a series of lesson of all the things I need to do and the things I shouldn’t do and after losing an argument on if he should drive me to the bar tonight and there was no two ways about it. I had no choice but agree but only with a condition that he wouldn’t go into the bar with me. In fact, he would drop me off blocks away from the bar because I can’t risk Luciano or his men finding out that a man followed me. I didn’t want to put nick in danger because of my own issues with a deadly mafia boss. The girl I brought home wasn’t there when I returned. I looked around for her but it’s clear that she wa