The whole ballroom stood up with respect. Only the rustling of clothes was audible in the room otherwise the whole room was silent. All looked at the other end of the room where a tall chair was kept. It was like a throne for the Supreme Boss. It was built on a high platform so that the Supreme leader could have a visual of the whole room.
A tall man walked in with two women on either side. The man had a certain aura about him. His one look was enough to grab the attention of the people. The black suit he was wearing was about to burst due to muscles. Even though he was old, his handlebar moustache and his hair were black.
He never asked for it, but everyone bowed at him the moment he stepped in. He commanded the love and respect of all. After all, he was the man who made SMS, what it is now. He started the auction ring and made all the money for SMS and made it the most ruthless gang in the world.
Tikhon Kuznetsova, the ruthless boss of Siago Mafia Syndicate, SMS, was extremely cunning, a rule follower to a fault and exceptionally business-oriented. He had a smile on his face, yet that smile was fear-inducing.
On his right side was the extremely beautiful and sophisticated lady, Nika Kuznetsova, his wife. Her anorexic body was somehow carrying her clothes. Even though she had a teenage daughter, Yekaterina Kuznetsova, she didn’t look like a mother or even married. Only the fine lines on her face would tell anyone that she was getting old.
On the left side of Tikhon was a beautiful brunette, Aurora Anya who kept her head low and was not looking at everyone. She was the first ever slave, Odalisque, Tikhon ever bought. She was the one with whom the tradition of auction started.
Tikhon could leave Nika at home for once, but he never left Aurora alone. She was supposed to accompany him wherever he went. She was his property. She had to be with him, always.
He smiled and gestured everyone to sit down. After everyone settled down, a man entered the arena. The rat-faced man, Stephan Borisov, was the leader of the consigliere of every Cosca. It was years since he had been serving under Tikhon. Everyone respected him for his intelligence but at the same time hated him as he was extremely racist and misogynist. The combination of his average height and his bulky body made him look like a fat rat.
“Hello and welcome all! Supreme Boss is so happy to see you all. We all know why we are here and don’t worry I won’t bore you with my words for long. We all want to see the samples, our hero for the night, Severino Moretti, brought for us all. He was attacked by vigilantes, but he fought tooth and nail and brought the shipment safely and securely to us. THE AUCTION WILL HAPPEN TONIGHT!!” announced Stephan with a grin on his face.
The whole arena roared with applause. Michel was the only one who kept his hands lowered and didn’t even make a gesture to clap. He just looked at Severino as he was being praised and smiled at him.
“I will now let the Boss talk,” said Stephan and stood behind Tikhon. Tikhon stood up and with him, Aurora. Nika made no gesture of the sort. She kept sipping her bubbly champagne and smiled at everyone. Aurora stood up as she was not allowed to sit in presence of her master.
“Ahem…” Tikhon cleared his throat. Everyone looked at him with awe. His presence was a commanding one. The only thing making him look weak was the plain presence of Aurora. Her fearful look and her shivering body told a different story, cast a different aura against the commanding aura of Tikhon.
“Good evening, everyone. Thank you all for coming. I have been working for SMS for, I don’t even remember, how many years. In my mind, this is the only work I have been doing. But now, I too need rest. These old, brittle bones need rest and peace. I want to retire to Siago Slandna and live my life reaping the benefits of the seeds that I sowed. And as you all know, yes, I am looking for the next Supreme Boss,” said Tikhon and again there was applause. Some even hooted at the mention of the next supreme boss.
“Calm down! Calm down! Don’t get too excited. In order to become the new boss, you all have to follow some rules:
1) You must be a male.” Aurelie Babineux, from Frenwan Cosca, scowled at the first rule. She knew she was very well capable of handling the business singlehandedly, but Tikhon was a patriarch. He always thought that elder son must be the heir. Fate had a funny way of teaching people things, Tikhon never had a son. Even though he raised his elder daughter, Afanasiia as a boy, he himself gave the order to kill her.
Tikhon continued, “2) I will nominate the nominees, if you want you can back out but that would mean that your Cosca will forfeit the chance forever.
3) The nominee must bring more money to the SMS than other nominees, starting today till the announcement of the winner.
4) The nominee must have more social and professional connections.
5) The nominee must buy an Odalisque in Auction. No prior Odal will be considered. You will have to buy a new one.
6) The nominee must have a high kill count. The higher the number, the higher the chances of becoming the Boss.
7) The nominee must know some form of combat skill, it can be any martial arts form, hand-to-hand combat, or expert in any weapons, except guns. Even a fool can wield a gun. I want an all-rounder.
8) The nominee must never do drugs and I would like to thank Ishida Masayuki, from Limiri Cosca for that. His strict rule that no one must have drugs greatly influenced me.
9) The nominee must not be married or in love with anyone.
10) The nominee must not fall in love with their Odal.
11) The most important rule is to eliminate the vigilante that has been trying to put a stop to the auction ring all these years.
People who can follow these rules are eligible for the nomination. Now I will take the name of the nominee and you must stand up to show your face so that others can see their competition.
First nominee, Renart Babineaux,” announced Tikhon. Renart, the spoilt brat of Frenwan Cosca stood up. Aurelie grimaced again.
“Second nominee, Marcellus Carter,” The whole Caspian Cosca applauded and hooted for him.
“Third nominee, Treyton Carter,” announced Tikhon. Again, the Caspian Cosca applauded.
“Fourth Nominee, Ishida Yoshiro, I like you, son,” said Tikhon. All other nominees look at him with jealousy. “Fifth nominee, Zhao Xiaojian, sixth nominee, Zhao Changming, seventh nominee, Zhao Guang, eighth nominee, Narciso Venturi and last but not the least, Michelangelo Venturi.”
Severino patted Michel’s arms after hearing his name. “Stop it!” snapped Michel.
“Let the race begin. And let’s start the AUCTION!!” shouted Tikhon, happily. Again, the arena exploded with applause.
“Wow! My both sons are nominated. I am so glad,” said Vittore Venturi, his chest swelled up with pride. Narciso was grinning from ear to ear but Michel pointed out, “every male heir is nominated, Dad, or did you just not see it? Everyone knows that Aurelie is far better than us, but no one is ever talking about her."
“Shh! Don’t let anyone hear that. One of my sons will be the new boss, I can feel it in my bones,” smiled Vittore.
“Yeah, maybe Narciso. This job is suited for him. I don’t want any part in it,” snapped Michel.
“Michel! Stop it!” scolded Vittore.
“Dad! I am here so that Tikhon could see me and not wage a war against you. I am here because I care about you and my stupid people. That does not mean I am going to buy a poor person being displayed in front of us or going to kill innocent people. I want no part in this game of blood, money and drugs. I have my own business and I am happy. Please don’t expect me to get in your ugly world,” explained Michel.
Michel! Please, don’t say that! You are the best for this job. You have made your construction brand a global one. You can do that for SMS too,” said Vittore.
“You want this chaos, this ugliness, this slavery to happen all around the world?” snapped Michel.
“It is happening all around the world, wake up! If you won’t buy an Odal, that does not mean no one else will buy it. People are being abducted every day so that our auction ring can run at its pace. The auction ring brings more than anything. See all these rich people? They have their own jet, their own luxurious cars, their own yacht, their own bungalows, they are still here because they love owning people too. You cannot change their mind. There is demand so we supply,” educated Vittore.
“No, we supply, that’s why there is demand. If we stop, they too will shift their attention to other things, Dad. Don’t you realise that?” chided Michel.
While they were chatting with each other, the auction started. Girls clad in bikini and boys clad in tiny underwear were being displayed for all to see. Not only see, but they were also testing, prodding, tasting the girls and boys like they were going to buy a product, not human beings.
Their clothes were getting ripped off, people were touching them everywhere, fingering them, licking them, kissing them and the people they liked were getting sold like livestock. And after being sold, they were branded with hot iron that had the word “Odal” imprinted on it. The sounds of cries were being muffled by the sounds of laughter, money, and bidding.
Michel was unable to see their plight any more. “I can’t… I just can’t anymore,” he said and stood up. Severino and his other bodyguards followed his suit and stood up. Without saying another word, Michelangelo walked out of the club.
“I need a drink,” sighed Michel.
“I know of a place,” smiled Severino and took everyone to a hidden bar in the thick of the city. It was there, that they all met with the five girls.
Severino was in his thought-land thinking about how he arrived in that apartment full of beautiful ladies. Ladies like them were present last night in the auction. Well, the ladies in the apartment were a little old for everyone’s taste but if they were presented in the auction, they would be sold within seconds. “What are you thinking?” asked Renata. “Nothing! Nothing! Just about last night. It was an adventurous one for me,” replied Severino. “He is done, superficially. I have checked all his wounds,” smiled Sameeksha. “Okay, tell me do you have trouble breathing?” she asked. “Um… no, I am fine,” replied Severino. “So, it hurts only when I press your stomach and ribs?” asked Sameeksha. “Yes.” “It’s just bruised. But it would be better if you get an X-ray,” said Sameeksha. “No, no, it’s fine.” “I can get you one in my hospital,” said Sameeksha, “for free.” She tempted him. “Ha-ha, I don’t really care about money. I feel good but I will take your advice and go to the ER if an
Michelangelo’s mind flashed back to the moment Renata approached him and praised him for being handsome. He was remembering how she was curled up against him inside the car. He could smell her lilac scent mixed with the orange flavour coming from her mouth. Her soft cheeks were on his shoulder. She kept mumbling things but they weren’t audible. All the other girls too were under the influence by then. They all were sleeping inside the car with their heads on each other’s shoulders. “Why are we helping them?” asked Severino. “Because they need our help,” smiled Michelangelo. “Michel! We came here to drink, not help someone.” “We can drink after we drop them, safe. So many women are being dragged into the auction ring by us. At least I can save these five,” said Michelangelo. “Do whatever you want. When have to listened to me,” pouted Severino. When they reached the address, Michelangelo flashed a smile after seeing the familiar building. He was glad that the girls lived in his bu
The new week arrived with so many promises. The girls woke up when their alarms rang. Some exercised, some did yoga and it was Renata’s and Valentina’s turn to make the breakfast. Renata was making tea and coffee for everyone while Valentina was cooking eggs and making toast. Renata poured the coffee into cups but her eyes fell on the blue cup that had touched Michelangelo’s lips. She gulped at the thought of kissing him. The way he sucked and kissed all over her body made her shiver. “Are you okay?” asked Valentina. “Yeah, yeah, fine. Why?” asked Renata. “Since your birthday you seem off.” “What? No! I am fine.” But she was not fine. She was having a very specific problem. Wherever she saw she could see Michelangelo. Whenever she would go to her bedroom, she could see him on the bed doing things to her. She could see him in the shower kissing her. She could see him on the couch sucking her breasts. He was everywhere she looked. And she was having a difficult time getting him ou
Renata kept blinking at the man standing before him. He looked like Michelangelo, he sounded like Michelangelo, he even smelled like him. Was he real or she was imagining again? She looked at Ryan and asked, “can you describe the gentleman standing before us?” “What?” shouted both Ryan and Michelangelo. “Ryan! Just do it. Describe him!” she commanded. “Well, he is handsome,” replied Ryan. “Ryan! Details. You are attracted to men, use your power,” said Renata. Ryan cracked his knuckles, took one look at the man standing before him and said, “broad forehead hidden by curls, deeper than sea blue eyes, extremely tall, sharp jawline, thick busy eyebrows complimenting the blue eyes, pale skin that looks untouched by the sun but I would very much like to touch him.” Renata heard the description and shouted, “oh, my God! You are really here?” she went close to him and softly poked his cheek with her finger. “Oh shit! He is real.” “Why would you think I am not real?” teased Michelangelo
The door was open. Anyone could walk in at any given time. Ryan knew Renata and Michelangelo were alone. But he had no idea what they were doing. Renata and Michelangelo were busy in their own time bubble. Michelangelo’s hands were moving all over Renata’s back. His tongue was inside her mouth exploring every inch. Renata was kissing him back with equal vigour. Their movements were mirroring each other. Renata didn’t know why Michelangelo had such a hold on her. Before him, she was only focused on her work and friends but now, she was getting pulled towards him. She would have never kissed anyone in the work place before and now she was kissing him in her boss’s office. Renata too wanted to touch Michelangelo. She let go of her tablet. It fell with a soft thud on the carpeted floor. She moved her hands over his neck and inserted one hand in his soft curls. He was smelling too good. Renata‘s mind went back to that night. He was smelling that good that night too. The smell awakened h
Renata was on the verge of panicking. She was frustrated as she didn’t get to finish her pleasure session and then she was inside her boss’s cabin and pantyless. Michelangelo took off her panty and threw it with all the clothes then where was it? She didn’t have any time to look for it. She straightened her bra and wore her blouse immediately. She looked at Michelangelo, he was on the verge of buttoning his vest. All he had to do was wear his jacket. She tucked her blouse inside her skirt and was ready to open the door. “Renata!” shouted Angela. “I am waiting.” “Yes, Angela, coming!” shouted Renata and moved towards the door. But before she could open the door, Michelangelo grabbed her arm and pulled her towards himself. She gasped with sudden force and before she could say anything, he smashed his mouth over hers and kissed her with his tongue. His tongue kept swirling around in her mouth tasting her, exchanging saliva. She remembered the feeling she felt inside her body when hi
Renata stood near her chair, watching Michelangelo walk away with a smirk on his face. She could not believe he had her panty in his pocket. What was wrong with him? Did he really mean he would frame his pocket square? No! No one does that, do they?She was in her thoughts when Angela suddenly opened the door and said, “Renata! Your tablet and your folder are here! Why did you drop your tablet? Thank God for my carpet, it’s not broken. Please take them away and start working on the AD.Renata exhaled loudly and walked into Angela’s cabin. She took out her laptop and folder and went back to her seat. She tried to sit down as soon as possible as it was extremely uncomfortable to walk without underwear. Michelangelo’s words about her ass looking good without one were echoing in her ears she felt as if every eye was on her bottom.For the whole day, she could not work at all. She kept fidgeting in her chair as her mind kept going back to what
Renata was not expecting to receive such a message. She has not been able to keep sex out of her mind and now this happened? Every drop of coffee she had in her mouth was now over Hazel’s face and on the centre table.Valentina ran to Renata and patted her back to ease her pain. Renata kept coughing and patting her chest.“What? What happened?” asked Hazel while wiping her face with her hands.“So…rry! Sorry!” spoke Renata. Coffee went into my windpipe.“No! you saw something and choked,” said Hazel.“Go, wash your face. It was a message from my boss to work on Michelangelo’s ad campaign. Nothing else!” said Renata, picked up her phone and ran to her room.She locked the door and opened the message again. She yelped when she realised what she saw the first time was right.Her own panty encased in glass was staring in her face through her screen. That idiot Michelangelo
One year later….Michelangelo snaked his hand under Renata’s waist and pulled her closer to himself. She moaned a little in her sleep but adjusted herself as the small spoon. He kissed on her neck and sighed happily.His love was sleeping close to him and there were no enemies around except the two alarm clocks, one boy and a girl, who could wake up at any time disturbing Renata’s beauty sleep. She needed that sleep to look good tomorrow. After one whole year of proposing, Renata finally said yes to him and they were going to be married tomorrow. He could not sleep due to excitement. He again looked at Renata. She had gained weight because of childbirth and her full figure made her look even prettier. If she was hot before, she was irresistible now.He lowered the string of her spaghetti top and started planting wet kisses all over her neck and shoulder. Renata groaned a little and tried to move away from him but he pulled her even closer and wrapped his arms around her tightly.“Mic
The big court was full of people. The head of coscas, Tikhon, Consiglieres, the enforcers, the footmen, everyone was present there waiting for their hearing. Tikhon was sitting beside his lawyer in his seat with his head down. After the death of Aurora, he spoke the bare minimum. He just opened his mouth to answer whatever was being asked to him. It was like he was broken from the inside. The woman he loved the most was dead. His vast empire had crumbled down. All the people working for him were under arrest. His wife, his daughter hated him. No one was with him, no one cared about him anymore. He was a broken shell of a man. The judge arrived and everyone stood up. The girls and Michelangelo were sitting in the back behind the Aagua State Attorney (ASA). Interpol had done its job and handed everything to the local government. After Aagua would be done punishing, Tikhon and the head of Coscas would go back to Siago to face charges there too. Aagua state attorney stood up first and g
The precinct was filled with people from SMS. There was no place inside the prison for their holding. Tikhon was still screaming for Aurora but she was dead. Nika was taken to the hospital and Aurora to the morgue. Yekaterina was not officially arrested yet she never left Renata’s side. She clung to her as if her life depended on it. Interpol people were reviewing all the evidence collected and matching names with everyone present there. The whole precinct was echoing with sounds like ‘I didn’t do anything’, ‘I am innocent’, ‘I never laid hands on anyone’, ‘I was just the bodyguard’, ‘let me go’, etc. “You need to sit down. I have to go to prison, Yeka,” said Renata. “You are not under arrest, you cannot come inside.” “But where should I go? I have no one left,” sobbed Yekaterina. “You have your mother. Prestige! Can you take her to the hospital? Yeka! You need to be with her. If you need anything say Renata Zyanya have sent you,” ordered Renata. “Who?” asked Yekaterina. “Renata
Aurora was not ready for what Renata was saying. What did she mean by she was four steps ahead? With one move Aurora was sure that she would make Renata bend her knees before her then why was she smiling and not afraid? Did she stop loving her sister? Did she not care about her? Was her hatred of her father so great that she was ready to sacrifice her sister? Aurora looked to her side where Renata was staring. What was she doing? Why was she looking at Yekaterina? “Bring her to me,” snapped Aurora and signalled Aurelie. Aurora looked at Renata and spewed poison, “You are against auction ring. Then see what I will do to your sister in the auction ring. I will sell her again and again to different people for one night each. She will be branded odal over and over again till we run out of the skin to brand her. I will turn your sister into a whore, a prostitute. She will live to pleasure men and women. Your sister will beg for death, but I will not allow her to die. She will be my whore,
“Fanasi! What…?” Vicktor was shocked to his core.“She killed Samiul, Vicktor, she killed him. She told everything to Tikhon. She told him how I wanted to shut down the auction ring. But it was the greatest source of her income. How could she let that go? She is behind everything, Tikhon is just her puppet, smitten by her. You think Tikhon hit her, abused her, no, he never laid a hand on her. Everything was a ruse.“You are such a great actress. Aren’t you? You made everyone believe that you were the victim, but everyone else was the victim. I hated Nika for torturing you, but you endured all because you had to get sympathy from everyone. The first odal!” Renata scoffed. “You sold yourself to show everyone how good the auction ring business was. He bought you because you asked him to.“You even let him brand you. You are the one who started this kidnapping, this torture, this buying and selling, this abuse-culture. How sadist are you? Just to get some money you are okay to sell young
Renata was shocked to the core. She could not believe what was happening. Tikhon was coming close to her. But it was not the way she hoped for. She had her mother in his grip. She was ready to kill his first odal just to get Renata. So many guns were pointed at her and her team. How was she going to get out of this situation? Tikhon was almost in her face. He grabbed her neck and brought her face closer to himself. His eyes were dripping fear but his hands were not afraid of her. He knew she loved her mother and would do anything to save her. “I am going to kill you. I will burn the skin off you and then chop you into pieces. This time you will stay dead. No one is taking SMS away from me. SMS will live,” he kept gritting his teeth. His saliva kept flying on Renata’s face. She never even flinched. “No, please,” Aurora begged. “Oh, but I forgot, you are pregnant. You daughter of a whore, you are pregnant. Are you sure your kid is Michel’s? or are you trying to trap him just like yo
The day was extremely bright that day. The day of the coronation arrived. Renata was locked in her house as she knew she was going to get her father. He was going to lose. Michelangelo had planned everything, and she was ready for it. But was she really ready to destroy her father and his empire? Her mind was occupied with Yeka and her mother, Aurora. She knew that Tikhon knew that she was coming, and he would definitely use them as a shield. Although she had a plan in motion, she was not sure if she would succeed. Something was going to be wrong she had an intuition. “Are you ready?” Sameeksha knocked at the door. Renata opened the door and exhaled loudly. “Woah! You don’t look good,” said Sameeksha. Renata raised one finger and ran to the bathroom. Whatever she ate last night, she puked everything. Sameeksha ran to the bathroom after her and kept caressing her back. Renata sat down on the bathroom floor after puking her guts. “Oh!” Renata groaned. “Feeling okay, now?” asked Same
Renata’s plan to irk them was working. Her plan to teach everyone a lesson was working.“You bastard! You daughter of an odal. You dare do this to us,” snapped all three at her and stood up. Vikentiy raised his gun at her.Renata lowered her eyes and took a deep sigh. She then raised her head to look at him and with fire in her eyes stood up. She walked up to him and put her head on the barrel of his gun.“Do it! Let’s see how much courage you have,” taunted Renata. “If you kill me, my people might give you your kids back.”“Ren!” shouted Hazel and a few of Renata’s team members stood up in shock.Renata raised her finger to shut her up. Everyone sat back down. Looking at her fierce eyes Vikentiy backed down. He lowered his gun and went down to his knees. “Please, not my daughter. She did nothing to you. Please let her go! She is just a kid.”Renata grabbed a chuck of his hair and yanked it hard, making him look at her. She lowered her face to look directly into his eyes and snapped,
Renata had to work fast. Even though she knew the abductees were safe in her place she didn’t want to give Tikhon a chance to rescue them. Well, no one knew where she was except her team and now Michelangelo. His plan was on point. On the day of the coronation, he would smuggle everyone inside the hall and then they could attack Tikhon as the security around him would be minimal. All eyes would be on Michelangelo that day, but Renata’s eyes would be on Tikhon. She knew her mother would be there, and he might use her. But Tikhon loved Aurora the most in his life, maybe he might not put her in harm’s way. The only person she was concerned about was, Yekaterina, her half-sister. She sent her people to keep an eye on her, but Yekaterina was surrounded by Tikhon’s people. It would be difficult to get her out. Her people had scheduled the meeting with Octavius, Zhaohui and Vikentiy. The meeting was fixed in a public place. A big table was reserved at a famous restaurant, and everyone was s