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
Chapter 152~ALICIA~"Fuck...So fucking tight...so fucking perfect...such a lewd, soaking wet cunt...urgh...what the fuck did I tell you about talking about your death, hmm?!" He groaned ferally as I felt the twitching of his cock and the warmth from his pants and I knew he'd cum too from the toughness of his pants and ragged breathing.His head lulled down and nuzzled into the nook of my neck as his twitching intensified and his growls and groans of pleasure died down, his hold loosening around my neck as he leaned up, released my leg that was hung on his arm, midair, his grope on my neck shifted to the back of my nape and he pulled my head backward, raising my chin and colliding his gray, softened orbs on my moistened green ones, his eyes searching mine for a tidbit before they strayed to my trembling, reddened lips."They're all swollen and red now, beautiful too." He mumbled hoarsely, his other thumb brushing soft strokes on my bottom lips. Eyes gleaming with the feral need to pou
Chapter 151~ALICIA~"Failed, again." Desmond's gruff voice rang behind me, before spinning around and swiftly heading over the barrier counter that separated us from the bullseye target in his shooting range where he was training me. Or preferably, where he had been training me for the past two weeks now.Two weeks, it's been two weeks since this training, and the fire of vengeance that bubbled through my veins hadn't waned the slightest bit. It's been two weeks and I hadn't managed, not even for once had I been able to get the plaguing thoughts, of what I had signed up for, the horrific, gruesome image that haunted my nights and dreams of the Man I murdered in that car the day I ran into this irrevocable alliance. Two whole painful, lonely, yearning, and torturous weeks of trying to get the voices, the face, and touches of Dominic off my head and skin, my core, even. Two weeks of prepping myself and getting ready to throw myself into the dark, scary, impending, and awaiting fangs o
Chapter 150~ALICIA~"A good thing you're not one naive little kitten. Then, I won't have to hold back or Beat around the bush in an attempt to not scare you?" He Uttered with a dark edge as he raised a toss at me who stared blankly back at him with a titter, while my heart accelerated at the sinister darkness that took over his gray orbs, turning them frosty and soulless as he steadied them on me, all playfulness dissipating off his features. The ominous venom, rapidly becoming too suffocating as the silence lingered on, so I parted my lips and broke the eerie silence."And...does those price also include..." I whooshed out a shaky breath out of my lungs and nose as I averted my gaze from his and buried it in the food in front of me."Are you...going to fuck me...too-" I muttered in a shaky voice that was barely above a whisper. The words leaving a bitter taste on my tongue and throat as they rolled out."Eventually." He butted in, halting my words. His rigid voice forbade any attempt
Chapter 149~ALICIA~The Large, tall, white paint house was nothing short of luxurious and elegant. Royalty too. The only thing that was missing was the cozy warmth, air, and closure of home, and that home was with Dominic. Shooing that thought to the darkest part of my head, a part where I didn't visit a lot, a part where I kept the things I wanted so much to forget, a part where I hoped and prayed would smolder and consume the face and memories of Dominic, I let my nostrils flare as the delicious aroma from the vast, copious, different cuisines in front of me on a long marble table, wafted through the walls of my nose. The pendant black and gold three-set chandelier that almost dropped from the ceiling to the floor above our heads cast a warm glow on the foods and wines on the table, but none of that was enough to ease the uneasiness and bitterness that I felt, the self-loathing that gnawed at my soul, the trembling of my limbs and fingers as they wrapped around a pair of golden cu
Chapter 148~ALICIA~The rampant pace of my heartbeat from the moment Dominic barged into my room and caught me red-handed still lingered, and it was climbing frightening heights that I never thought were reachable until now. It was running so painfully hard that I was surprised when I couldn't see it ripping through my ribcage to find its way outside.The more things like the fluke that deterred Dominic's attention from the phone on my hand when he came, lunging straight at me in those bone-chilling strides earlier in my room when I thought it was all over for me and I'd been caught, The more I started to believe that whatever deity that could hear and see me out there was definitely on my side, and the thought of it only gave me more frightening courage to dare more, reach beneath myself, rip through my softness, tenderness, and find the toughness of an elegant, strong, smart, elusive woman who was shackled at a dark distance, wailing, clawing, screaming and begging to be released. S
Chapter 147 ~ALICIA~Hauling her out of her bedroom, I took the elevator back down the first floor and took the secret route from the basement, with her hoisted up on my shoulder, my left hand snaked around her thighs as I made my way down the black, metal few staircases of the secret passageway that led to the underground garage. Closing the camouflaged white tiled door of the escape route, I jumped down the case and a startled yelp left her mouth as my shoulder bashed vigorously against her abdomen, forcing me to put her down but it was downright risky as it stood and so, I quickened my pace and strode towards one of my cars. Wrenching the automatic door with my face biometric opened, I shoved her inside and strapped her seatbelt tightly across her as her befuddled, puzzled gaze locked on mine."You...""Shhh. Stay right here, Alicia. I'm going back there to clear the entrance, I'll be back in a brief. And if it gets too rowdy, I'll send one of my guards; he'll give you his name-Bor
Chapter 146~DOMINIC~"It's all done, Boss." My consigliere announced raptly. His eyes beaming brightly with pride as a heavy, long breath of relief whooshed out of his nostrils. He was standing in dark gray sweatpants and a light black sleek turtleneck that mapped his hard, rippled features tightly across my desk with both his palms on my desk while his eyes gleamed with the bright reflection of the gray-colored PC in front of him."Mm. But cross-check your work severely to make sure there are no mistakes or holes that that fucker can get hold of, Chris. I don't want no more surprises, got it?" I let out assertively. My dark, unfazed eyes that were securely hidden behind my crystal clear gold-rimmed specks were glued on the tablet on my right hand as I rested my butt on my desk, calculative twirly the vodka that I occasionally took tidbit of sips from, dangling on my other hand with my back against the office and Chris, while the city lights that protruded from the vast city, reflecte
Chapter 145~ALICIA~A week.It's been over a week since the nerve-racking discovery in Dominic's room, and a week since I passed out on the verge of almost spilling and divulging Nelly's name due to the bargain, his heartbreaking story that had me bawling my eyes out as he's words practically threw me into a frenzy. Who was I to believe? It wasn't as if I could go wake my father's corpse from his grave to tell me his side of the story, no.And all the words that Dominic trusted me with or told me out of anger, I wouldn't say I managed to get under his skin, no, he merely tried to clear the air, and also, he didn't sugarcoat his words when he bluntly told me how much he'd dreaded my Father, which he had every reason to, and how much he wished he was the one who killed him, and I was sure it would've been more brutal.After brooding over his words and the whole overwhelming dark secrets he let me in on, I realized that, while those were secrets he had kept from the whole world for so l
Chapter 144~DOMINIC~"Who was the boy and who killed my father?" She Struck with a feisty edge as if she could read it on my face, the darkness in my voice, and the thickness of the atmosphere. "Tell me, Dominic...hic...tell me that that story wasn't your biography, that that little boy wasn't you, and that you didn't kill my father. Because I don't know how I'd believe or who to believe anymore...please help me...my heart...it hurt...right...right here..." She choked out between her sobs, placing a hand beneath her left breast as she locked her streaming eyes on mine."Alicia-""Please...tell me, just tell me that you didn't abduct me to rape me to death, the same way my father did to your mother, are you one of them? Oh God. I don't know what to say anymore. Just tell me. Please...help me understand. because I can feel the pain of that four-year-old boy and I'm hoping that story wasn't cooked up because everything fucking hurts..."She wailed bitterly. Trembling vigorously like a le