Maybe A Dollar Bundles Or A Gun

I obeyed every of his ridiculous orders. Luciano laid with me that morning vigorously as if trying to weaken my whole body. I felt irritated myself because my hair was dampened and I was not even done bathing, yet he thrusted into me that stupid thing of his.

The session lasted for over twenty minutes and I just kept groaning in pain, trying hard not to shout. I bit my tongue tightly so I could suppress the pain I was feeling in my body but he was not helping situations.

The moment he got off me, I thanked God. I remained in that position, looking devastated, tired and unhappy. It was not as if he cared anyway and I did not need him to care about me either.

He buckled his belt, adjusted his outfit and faced me. "One of my men will deliver a package in a few minutes. Take it, and deliver it by 6 PM sharp, the address will be on the package." He instructed and walked out of the apartment.

As soon as I heard the door close after him, I let out a muffled sigh. I was in pain agains but I