Chapter 4
The Present
Alicia's POV
“Mother, this isn’t the fucking stone stage. You can’t sell me off like some sheep” I cried, my eyes hurt and I winced as the result of the severe migraine.
My stepmother leaned over the door lintel with a blank stare, “We are trying to pay the debts of your father”.
I pumped my fist on the wall in anger, “This should be a joke right? First, you bury my father without my consent and then lay claims to his properties. Then, you start up a club and use me as a toy. You’ve treated me like thrash”.
“My daughter, things change” She teased.
“Fuck off, I’m not your daughter! You are acting like you’ve always wanted my father to die. See you, exhibiting everything you’ve always planned” I was trying to control my breath.
She walked over to me, “Look baby, in the grand scheme of things, you don’t fucking matter”.
“I matter, I matter! I won’t let you sell me off to some strange man and be whisked over to Chicago”.
A slap connected to my cheek and I spat out blood.
“Stepdaughter, I won’t let you talk to me like that. Have some respect for me” She replied.
“I won’t have any respect for you because you lost it when you used me as a whore in your club”.
Her large hands covered my face and she pulled on my hair. Her knee connected to my ribs and I tumbled to the ground. She placed her hand on my neck and pinned me to the wall. I tried to struggle but her strength overpowered me. She spanked me again and I felt blood trickle down my nose.
“I’ve watched you live like a Princess, I’ve watched you live like you’ve got the world in your palms. Your Dad gave you the liberty to mess up and that will be corrected” She spanked me again and I fell to the floor.
I groaned as I tried to stand up but my hands felt very feeble, blood trickled from my nose and I wiped it off. I crawled towards my bed and rested I was on it. I couldn’t believe that my stepmother would choose to sell me off like a slave. This wasn’t how I planned my life to be. I wanted to head back for my master's in Spain and then plan a vacation in one of the African countries. But my Dad's death changed everything. I had a nagging feeling that my stepmother was responsible for his death. But I had no proof, I knew it had to run.
The sound of a clicking shoe jolted me off my thoughts. I thought it was Becky returning but this time, it was a male shoe. As the shoe sound got closer, I lifted my face to see a strange man. There was a knife scar on his face which stopped an inch close to his mouth. His eyes were cold and emotionless. His lips were black and he looked like an agent of death. His black polo hugged his body tightly like a second skin. He had a mystical aura that I couldn’t comprehend. His imposing physique sent a cold shrill down my spine. For a few seconds, I was in awe of the man. But then, my alarm bells went off.
“Who are you?” I asked.
He smiled, revealing a white pair of dentitions. Then he pulled out a stick of Cuban from his pocket.
“Alicia Donalds, I overheard you talking with your stepmother”.
My body trembled in fear, “Don’t hurt me, my stepmom has all my Dad's money”.
He chuckled, “I'm not here for your Mom's money. I’m here for you, Miss Alicia. You are coming with me to Chicago”.
My heart skipped, “I am going nowhere with you”.
He grabbed me by my waist and I screamed as a sharp pain spread through my back. He then tossed me to the bed. I winced as I felt a burning on my flesh, his Cuban had grazed my skin. He pulled out a knife and the memory of my father being slaughtered came back again. I shifted into the bed, tears streaming down my eyes. My mouth shivered as I tried to beg for my life but I couldn’t say anything coherent.
“Alicia, I don’t take shit from girls. I had a deal with your stepmother and it’s concluded. So, we are moving right away. I don’t like saying things twice” He warned.
His voice was low but it was accompanied by tremors, “You bought me like a slave?”
He nodded, “Alicia, you are my slave”.
He nudged at me to get up and I followed him immediately.
“If you do as I say, we'll be fine,” He said and inserted the Cuban into his mouth.
“Now, strip” He barked, his cold grey eyes locked on my glassy ones. Sending shivers down my spine as I trembled in both fear and disgust.
As my hands trembled on my
dress, the door burst opened.
Chapter 5Dominic's POV The soft blues filtered through the stereo as I leaned over the seat. My nose widened as I took a deep puff of my Cuban cigarette. My head almost jerked forward as my consigliere stepped on the brake pedal. I spared him a cold glance and he mumbled a word of apology.“Boss, there’s a checkpoint” He whispered.I nodded and pulled out my pistol from the holster, I tossed it under the car seat and adjusted my leather jacket. I pulled off my hat and placed it on my knee. Chris rolled the car slowly and stopped. A cop knocked on the windscreen and I clicked on the button.“Officer, have this for your lunch,” I said slowly and reached for the side pocket of my leather jacket. I pulled out a few bundles of notes and tossed them to the cop. His eyes brightened and an uneasy glance then spread across his face. I knew he was somewhat scared of the money.“It’s yours, officer!” I tried to force a smile.“What do you do for a living?” The cop asked.A deep breath escaped
Alicia’s POVI squealed as my body landed on the bed, my tormentor tossed me off with so much strength and I felt like a piece of paper on flight. I stared at his face again, those cold eyes and sharp burns were very sexy. But his charred lips and muscular physique made me cringe in deep fear. I wondered what my Dad did wrong, this wasn’t the kind of life I deserved. There were a million questions on my mind but I just couldn’t ask them. This man before me was so intimidating and I needed to avoid his cold glare. “This is your room as from today,” He pointed. His cold bass sent a shiver down my spine and I trembled like I was in a cold room. He smacked his lips and a smirk etched on the corner of his lips, but disappeared almost immediately as though it was never there, and his expression became dark and serious again. Immediately, I felt so self-conscious. His eyes squinted and I could feel his piercing gaze trailing my body. I shifted away from him and nestled in the corner of t
Chapter 7Dom's POVTupac Shakur's song banged all through the stereo and I kept nodding my head. I have always been a fan of Tupac's songs. I was in the large center room and my long revolver was on the table. Music was what I always used to calm my rage and it had always worked for me. I kept glancing at my gold watch, mumbling impatient phrases. My face was blank but there was rage trying to build up inside of me. The door yanked open and Chris dragged a man and threw him into the centre of the room. A light smile spread on my face and I reached for the pack of Cuban in my leather jacket. I slowly lit it up and stuck the stick in my mouth.“Fucking traitor” My cold voice rang out. “Did you think I wasn’t going to find out?”The man shivered, there were traces of blood on his face. His mouth was swollen and he shivered in fright.“Chris” I stared at my consigliere, “Pull the tape off his mouth”.Chris inched closer to him and pulled off the tape. It made a slapping sound and the ma
Chapter 8Alicia's POVFor a moment, I felt my life flash in front of me. My head was pinned to the wall while his hands tore my dress. I tried to struggle but I was completely powerless. He rested his weight on me and I could feel the obstruction on my windpipe. I tried to scream but it seemed I had lost my voice. I felt his rough palm tailing the outline of my ass. He grabbed me, turned me over and carried me off my feet with a single swoop. He threw me to the bed and I winced loudly. I crawled to the end of the bed with a pleading gaze.“Please, don’t hurt me” I begged. I never knew my plans would fail. I had a perfect strategy; the broken table was a perfect weapon. For a moment, I thought I had him. I could see the side of his head. With a sharp timing, I swung the wood. I anticipated the wood crushing his jaw. But how he quickly dodged still baffled me.“Little lamb, you don’t know what you’ve just done” A smirk already across his face. He wasn’t angry, he was just unfathomable.
Alicia's POVHe got off the bed shaking his head with an unreadable expression. He looked as calm as ever but my heart still couldn't help but skip in anticipation of what he intended to do with me. I just wanted to stay alive till I found out the reason why my dad was brutally murdered that night and how my stepmom switched from an angel to a black demon as if, she never loved my Dad.Staring at his every move in fear, I didn't know when I gulped at the site of his perfect torso. It was as if the scars on it had become fine lines or a work of art that spread like tattoos, and when he turned around, I gasped as my mouth opened agape...he had a dragon tattoo at the middle of his back and it's feathers sprawled to his left shoulder. I watched him in a daze as he got off the bed, having just his black plain pants on and his belt already unbuckled. I could feel my face heating up and turning red from just looking at this work of art standing before me, barely clothed. I couldn't help but
Chapter 10Alicia's POV TwaapMy eyes widened and tears streamed out of them as a belt landed across my back with the tip hitting my buttocks like it would slash it."I like it when you cry. You shouldn't feel good. Not yet. Cry for me, Alicia." Dom wound the belt around his palm and came closer to me, squatting in front of me, his free hand grabbed and pulled my chin up. My eyes were already wet and puffy, satisfaction evident on his face as he stared into my ocean eyes."I'm gonna make you ripe, make you beg, begging me to fuck you, and I'll fuck your brains out. Till your pussy goes numb. I'm the only one who can see your tears. I'm gonna feel you up with my cum. You belong to me, Alicia." He said with an expression I couldn't read.I continued sobbing seeing the look that was etched across his face. It seemed like his anger was reducing as my pain heightened."I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to feel good. I don't know, I don't know what you did to me." I begged, panting,
CHAPTER 11Alicia's POVAs Dom raged out of the house, I rushed to the window, my curiosity piqued. Who was Desmond, and what had ignited Dom's ire? I spotted Desmond, his smirk evident even from afar, and sensed the dark, menacing aura surrounding him more dominating than that of DomDom's body shook with rage, while the man who had accompanied him stood by, exuding fear. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I beheld the scene unfolding before meDom's POVI raged out of the house, slamming the door behind me. with my brows knotting, my gaze fell on my brother, presumed dead, yet standing before me. I had thought that it was a prank- not that my consigliere-Chris, would dare pull a prank on me but, it was just too sure to be true. but seeing him standing there, resting his elbow on his car- the sheer audacity of his presence was staggering. I drew my gun from the pocket of my coat, cocked it, and aimed it at him"State your business, or this bullet will find its mark. Trust me, brot
Chapter 12Alicia's POVI felt something cold poured on me as I gasped and at once, my eyes fluttered open greeted by a searing ache on my head. I was drenched from head to toe, it felt cold and it was dark. I tried to get up but I couldn't find or feel my hands. It was as if my hands had gone numb from the impact of the rope that was used to bound my wrists together. Tied to the back of the chair where I was tied to.Realising that I was tied, I felt uneasy. Fear crept through me, I swallowed hard and bit down on the inside of my lower lip to keep the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes. Oh God, I was tired. So tired. Why..why me? Why's everything against me? Where am I?' My whole body trembled from both the cold and fear. It was so dark and errie. I whipped my head to every angle, trying to see the person who had poured that water on me, but it was all dark and I couldn't see. And suddenly, the memories of the previous night flooded my being. And my heart thudded hard
THBM EP 170~DOMINIC~ *******A MONTH LATER*****It's been exactly a month since I lost my consigliere in that unforgettable encounter, thanks to my late twin who is also wandering around right now in his ghost form or probably burning in hell. A month after I let Alicia into the deepest depths of me, no one, not even I, was aware of their existence until my little fireball came. She's also been the reason why I didn't go insane after I lost my best friend. Chris did say he'd visit me in my dream and he did, he did come to me once, only that he was smiling and not being a worrywart as he'd normally do when he was still here with us, and I still couldn't, up till this moment, help the pain that coursed through me, the hard throe he left behind in my heart, they're still as new as the day I last saw him. The day he left forever, the day my consigliere's eyes shut closed forever. Death in the Mafia was inevitable; he knew what he was in for when he became my right-hand man, but he n
THBM EP 169~DOMINIC~"Fuck. You didn't have to do that to my heart and cock, Alicia. fuck." I growled ferally. Arousal dripping from my husky voice, halting her words as i flipped us over effortlessly in a flash, Her back meeting the soft mattress as i hovered over her. A smile grazed her lips But her plumpy pink lips morphed into an erotic loud moan that traveled its way into my head, fusing with my brain and sending signals to my heart that couldn't stop running wild and rampant against my chest as I peppered her face with kisses, taking the time I didn't have and yet, I needed to savor her flavor, her scent and every reaction she made. I needed to embed myself into her skin; I needed to engrave her into my memory, my skin, my cock, my heart, and my sanity. Alicia fucking Donald, The woman who brought down my walls, barged her way into my heart and not only found a spot there but occupied the entire thing and made it listen to her every binding. And I was going to make sure I did t
THBM EP 168~ALICIA~A startled gasp escaped my lips the moment I unlatched my lashes and that was because of the face that hovered over mine in a dimly golden lit room. My heartbeat that skyrocketed skittered to a halt the moment the haze in my eyes dissipated and I could make out the owner of the face that ate up my entire vision.Dominic. Only that, he looked viscously regal, and considering the deep contour between his brows, he was angry as he glared daggers down at me, the deadlines of his piercing glares were like mysterious hypnotizing drums that filtered into my ears, went straight to my marrows and settled on my heart that resumed it's haunting, vigorous rampant marathon against my tender ribcage.Getting hold of myself and fighting the tremors that engulfed my body in violent shivers and the multiple aches that exploded through my body, I tried to draw to a sitting position but my eyes bulged and welled when his hand shot straight to my throat and wrapped his fingers around
THBM EP 167~ALICIA~"B-Boss. I'm sorry...I'm glad you're okay...you made it, and that makes you a powerful mentor I'd want to have in my next life. I wanted it to be you whom I protected with my life...but I was late and so...I had to save her first...I'm sorry...she wanted to meet you...urgh...fuck..." Chris groaned in pain, choking on the enormous amount of blood that splurted out of his mouth, eyes drooping as he fought to keep them open. My blood boiled like molten lava, erupting and rupturing through my veins as I glared viscous daggers at the thick metal that pierced through his guts, compressing him to the wall while a huge wall squashed his lower half to the ground, my consigliere's blood was streaming like a waterfall in front of me and I couldn't save him, all I could do was tremble in rage and pain, a harsh lump of tears knotted in my throat, vigorously constricting my breath as I watched my friend breathing his last."Why did you come back for me, Chris, why?! fucking how
THBM EP 167~DOMINIC~"The exact hell you seeing, dear brother." Desmond growled through his loud snickers. My heartbeat accelerated abnormally in fear, raw fear, not for my life, but for the fact that I might not be able to see the face that kept flashing across my head.No, I needed to go back to her, and there were no signs that Desmond was joking. I wouldn't die in the hands of this wanker, he lured me into his lair to blast us both off, huh? The beeping sounds from the controller in his hands intensified and his sniggers turned more nefarious and sinister as he clutched it closer to his chest.Taking a step to bolt out of the room, his voice rang again, halting me in place."Dream on, Dominic. There are only forty seconds left, and the whole house has been mounted. I knew you would come, but I still wanted to try my luck to see if I could get out of the country before you arrived, blow the house off, and get the Media to fake my death so I could reemerge a few years later, just l
THBM EP 165~DOMINIC~The tyres of my black van screeched to a halt in front of a gigantic white paint house. The same house where I almost lost Alicia yesterday, the same house where the blonde fucker had her take his ugly shaft, the same house where his blood was going to spill today.Sliding my black shades on, I stepped out of the car through the door that was already left open for me. Darting my gaze between my two most trusted men who were currently in black holsted pants, sleek black turtleneck polos that exposed their rippling biceps, and black boots with knives at the tip, Ethan in black shades who's outfit mirrored mine, while Chris held his hair back with a black band around his head. I had checked into a hotel on my way out of the hospital to take a quick shower in an attempt to get rid of Alicia's blood that clung to my skin and reminded me of her pale face, the flames, and the tentacles that held me hostage and turned me helpless and that was eating at my sanity a bit to
THBM EP 164~ALICIA~"Let's go." Nelly uttered frantically, nodding at her; I tucked my hair behind my ears and swallowed hard to keep my wit in place as I waltzed behind her and headed out of that room.Nelly had reembarked with a pair of black leather heels and a matching peach-colored pencil skirt with a small parting at the back, and blouse.It wasn't the best outfit for such shenanigans, but it was the spare she had in her car, and I had to go with it as we made our way out of the hospital room and blended perfectly with the few patients and nurses on board until we got to the parking lot of the hospital."Get in." She Uttered. Pulling the passenger's door open. Nodding curtly, I slid into the passenger seat and let her slam the door close before heading to the driver's seat. Fastening my seatbelt, she got in and did the same before starting the ignition. My heartbeat racing in both apprehension and anticipation. My head was a jumbled mess and a chaotic frenzy as I rested my head
THBM EP 163~ALICIA~The faint beeping sounds of an electrocardiogram machine seeped into the darkness that swallowed me whole a decade ago, sounding like a fractured, distant melody, ripping through the dark fog in my ears as it prowled its way into my head, intensifying by each beep after another. Unlatching my lids, my eyes squirmed and squinted as they came in contact with a white ceiling, and a harsh ache split my head in two at the blinding glow from the elegant chandelier above me. I tried to move my muscles, but it seemed excruciatingly impossible, and all I could do was dart my eyes around the ceiling; the electrocardiogram machine accelerated rampantly as my heartbeat accelerated abnormally.Where was I? I knew I was in a hospital, and the only indication was the sound of the machine that echoed loudly in the luxurious, unfamiliar-looking room. Parting my lips to speak, a scorching ache registered in my throat and channeled its way down to somewhere on my chest, growing itch
THBM EP 162~DOMINIC~I've lived my life on violence and adrenaline. I've always thrived for control and viewed the world through a red lens because crimson was my favorite purging method. Killing was the only way to satiate my demons and drive them back into that dark abyss whenever they resurfaced, and I loved every bit of it all until now.Until I had to watch that fucking crimson gush out of the one person I never wanted to see it from. Until I lost control over my own self and couldn't move and just fucking cried like a kid until I was thrown back into that burning house with my eyes wide open and legs rooted in place as I watched crimson streaming out of my two parents and still couldn't do anything.I've always thought I was heartless until it came to Alicia. There was an unbearable pain exploding somewhere behind my ribcage, eating and gnawing at the organ that pumps my blood in ruthless tugs.The fact that I couldn't save her kept scratching at my sanity in harsh tugs, leaving