Chapter 2

Giulia's POV

“Where are we going?” I asked as Lorenzo led me down a dimly lit alley.

“My boss has got a special job for you.” For the first time, I saw Lorenzo smile, and it sent shivers down my spine.

The alley led us to a nondescript door. Lorenzo brought out a keycard and swung open exposing us to a stairway.

As we descended the stairs I adjusted the annoying short black dress I was forced to wear.

We climbed until we reached a door. The bouncers outside gave a slight bow to Lorenzo and pushed the door open.

The door revealed a smoke-filled room, and my stomach churned. I had never seen a place like this.

“Welcome to Black Heaven,”  Lorenzo said as he gestured for me to go in. I was hesitant and my legs felt too numb to take a step.

Before I realized what was happening, Lorenzo grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.

The clamor of clinking glasses, unpleasant laughter, and shuffling cards overwhelmed me. The air reeked of smoke and desperation.

“Follow me,” Lorenzo muttered to my hearing as he let go of my arms. I could feel the burning stares of both young and old but I dared not look around.

Lorenzo halted in front of a sleek black counter and a man with tattoos and numerous piercings walked out of the shadows with a package, his eyes not leaving my body.

The tattooed guy eyed me for quite some time as he dropped the package.

“Thank you, Raymond,” Lorenzo said as he opened the package and beckoned me to look inside. It contained several bags of white powder.

“Your job is to sell this.” He instructed, his tone firm but low and intimidating “every one of them, before tonight runs out.”

I was speechless. I knew Antonio was ruthless, but compelling his so-called companion into selling drugs for him was extreme. I burned with rage but there was nothing I could do other than obey. This was worse than I had imagined.

Lorenzo handed the package over to me and led me to a crowded table. My heart sank.

“Smile, Giulia. You don't want to chase these people away”

I forced a smile to hide my anger.

Lorenzo took a few steps backward and watched me do my thing. His presence was unbearable.

My hands trembled as I exchanged packets of powders for wads of cash. All eyes were on my body; the men seemed like they were waiting for an opportunity to devour me.

Not long after, I felt cold fingers running through my lap, and I shivered. I looked down to find the middle-aged man who had his fingers on my body watching me.

I was scared to pull away. His fingers ran around my lap for quite some time and he began to move them up to my undies.

My eyes widened in shock as I turned to look at Lorenzo. A sly smile hung on his lips.

“The boss has ordered that no one touches her,” Lorenzo called out to the man from where he stood.

“I didn't get to have a taste of you, my darling,” the man said as he moved his hand away, letting a deep frown rest on his face.

I quickly moved away from the table.

 My heart raced uncontrollably as I walked around. Both eyes of old and young were on me and they kept calling out to me.

I am not a slut for crying out loud! I yelled mentally. 

The only thing that kept me intact was my master's order for me not to be touched.

All I wanted was to quickly distribute the drugs and leave the atmosphere. It was becoming intoxicating and I was exhausted.

Just when I was about to lose it, Lorenzo nodded towards the exit.

“Time to go,” he said, collecting what was left.

I let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked out of the room grasping for a feel of fresh air. Lorenzo followed from behind.

“I'm letting you relax because this is your first. Next time, you'll finish distributing it all.”  Lorenzo said as we entered the car.

I turned to look at him for quite some time and kept my head straight. Did he hate me this much or was this my master's order?

***

“How did she do?” Don Antonio asked, his eyes roaming my body immediately after we got to the dining room.

“Better than expected, Boss,” Lorenzo answered without sparing me a glance.

“Good… If you were so good at this, then there's more you could do,” Antonio said, rubbing his palms together.

My heart skipped a beat. There was more I could do? Tears immediately flooded my eyes. This wasn't as easy as I thought.

I immediately felt the urge to run away but how easy was that?

“Go and freshen up Giulia and join me at the table… you did a good job this evening”

I took a look at the table and it was filled with varieties of meals I had always wanted to taste.

“Yes, master,” I answered with a slight bow and walked away. I could feel Antonio's stare from behind but I didn't look back.

“Giulia” Don Antonio called the moment I got to the door. I turned to face him but his eyes were on his food.

“You'll join me in my bedroom, too, as my companion after dinner.”

I stood there dumbfounded but he never looked up. I slowly turned at walked out.

“Your bath is ready, ma'am,” a slender-looking lady in a white apron said as I walked in.

I went to take a bath and I felt better. I walked out and found that a dress had already been prepared for me.

I picked up the dress and saw that it was shamelessly transparent.

“I can't wear this.” I blurted

“This is what the master insists on ma'am”

“Tell him I'm no slut and can't wear this to the dining room” I yelled, throwing the dress back on the bed.

“Is that so?” A deep, familiar voice asked, and I froze.