POWERS SERIES (BOOK TWO) ”I’m only here until my father’s debt is paid. I’m not your property,” I said, though my voice faltered under his piercing gaze. Owen smirked, stepping closer, his voice a low, dangerous growl. “Funny, because the moment you stepped into my territory, you became my property, mia cara, and I do not let go of what’s mine until I’ve taken everything I’m owed—and more.” Mae has spent her entire life trying to clean up her father’s messes. But when his largest debt lands her in the hands of Owen, the most feared Mafia Don in the country, her life takes a maddening turn. Owen built his empire on blood, power, and his unwavering belief that family is nothing but a weakness. Mae’s fierce loyalty and willingness to risk everything to protect her deadbeat father—and track down the mother who abandoned her—makes her more interesting than she already is. Trapped in a web of danger, desire, and impossible choices, Mae has to decide: How far will she go to save the people who’ve already let her down? And how long can she resist the pull of the man who claims to own her?
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"Ye deserve to be fucked in the arse by a man who knows how to do it proper!" That was Mr Marcello. He was not only a frequenter at the strip club where I was, but my father's former 'friend'. Their friendship which was built from going to the same gambling house sadly ended when my father decided to add him to the long list of people he owed. I forced a smile and took the old man's tip off his wrinkled hands, slipping the wad of dollar notes in my little bra with my eyes focused on his reddening face which was obviously due to his arousal. He grinned, flashing the best set of pearly whites I had ever seen in my direction. Obviously fake, but still beautiful… must have cost him a lot. "Two thousand for the night." He offered. I shook my head. "I only strip, Sir, nothing else. My colleagues here can take up your offer though, if you want." "Five thousand." His hand reached upward to feel my boobs which was only covered with a small, glittery, almost non-existent bra. I slapped his hand away but was pulled back to him with much more force. The smell of alcohol in his mouth made me nauseous. I tried with all my strength to push him away, but God, he was so fat… and of course, everyone else ignored me… "Look, my patience has run out. If you serve me well tonight, I will be kind enough to give your worthless father a little more time." He gasped heavily, looking at me with lustful eyes. I turned my head, desperately trying to escape from his sticky tongue on my skin. Suddenly, I felt his greasy fingers crawling over my body and even… down there. "Oh, no, no...” Panic surged through me. I lashed out, kicking the nearby sofa with all my might, hoping the recoil would give me some leverage. With my one free hand, I pushed against his hulking frame with all the strength I could muster.... My gaze landed on the bottle on the table. I struggled to grab it and without thinking, slammed it at his head. I felt relieved instantly and rolled to the ground. "Fuck!" He put his hands over his head and let out a howl of pain. The blood trickled down from to the corners of his eyes, making him more terrifying. Screams were let out by my panicked colleagues, and the sharp sound was particularly harsh in this room now. Then, hurried and disorderly sounds of footsteps came from far and near. Where was everyone when this man kept assaulting me? With a creak sound, the door is flung open and she appeared in front of it—Yuri. The mistress of the boss here who also doubled as the club's manager. She was a haunting nightmare for me. Yet in this frightening moment, her presence somehow brought me a sense of comfort. " Mr Marcello? Are you all right?" Yuri's voice was trembling, "Come quickly, take Mr Marcello to get treated!" While repeatedly apologizing, she eagerly directed the guards around her to help that bastard. I sat there like a lifeless puddle of mud, my mind blank, with no idea what I should be doing at this moment. Suddenly, a burning pain fell on my face. I touched my cheek slowly, realizing that she had slapped me. Before I could react, she pulled me up to my feet, then began to drag me towards the changing room. "How dare you!" She barked when we finally got there, her eyes were blazing with anger. I tried to ignore the burning pain in my cheek as I answered, "I told you, I'm not sleeping with anyone. My dad owes him—I'll pay it." "What about the debts I cleared for him that you promised to repay? When do I get my money?" "Please, Yuri, just give me time—" She slammed her hand on the table, causing me to jump. "I'm done with your excuses! You think your pussy is gold? Better than my other girls? I have hotter redheads, they are not as uptight as you are. You hit a customer, you bloody whore!" I tried to respond, but she wasn't finished. "Marcello was badly injured. That won't happen with anyone else here. Refuse one more man's advances from your next shift, you are out of here. Got it?" She didn't wait for my answer, just stormed out. I stood there trembling, a mix of anger and frustration bubbling inside me. My shift was over, thank God. I quickly changed into a baggy T-shirt and shorts, packed my tips without counting, and slipped out the back door before Yuri decided to tack on extra hours. I got a cab and started my journey home, just needing to cry myself to sleep tonight. I eventually arrived at the house, and groaned when the front door decided to pick today of all days to be messy with me, refusing to open. It usually got stuck from time to time, but damn, I was already too tired for this right now. I kept pulling until the door eventually yielded, almost slamming into my face. Inside, the familiar smell of stale beer hit me first, sharp and sour. I walked inside properly, taking off my slippers and my jacket, feeling warmer. Then, I took a quick glance around the old house. It was nothing to write home about, literally. The couch was lumpy and covered in cigarette burns, the cushions stained with… a lot of stuff, honestly. The kitchen table was stacked with overdue bills, sticky with spilled liquor I had gotten tired of cleaning up. Dad was in his usual spot, slouched on the longest couch we had, a half-empty bottle dangling from his hand. My chest burned afresh with the anger and desperation I had earlier felt. I dropped my bag on the floor with a thud, loud enough to make him stir. His head lolled to the side, his bleary eyes struggling to focus on me. "Mae? What time is it?" He slurred. I ignored the question and crossed my arms. "Why would you even care what time it is? Do you have to go anywhere? Work, maybe? Do you even care about that? Actually, do you even care about anything?" My voice was already shaking, and I hated it. "Okay, what's this about now?" He grumbled, slightly sitting up. "Marcello," I spat the name like poison. "The guy you said you owed money. 8k. He came to the club tonight." Dad rubbed his face, his fingers trembling. "Don’t tell me you talked to him. I told you I’ll handle it." "With what money?" I shot back, my voice rising. "You've been saying this for months, dad, but every fucking day, I'm the one working, breaking my back every night, and you just sit here and drink!" "Don’t you dare talk to me like that." His voice cracked, but it wasn't with power—it was panic. He waved dismissively at me, "I'm your father, Mae. I'll fix it. I'll pay him back." Knowing that this was going nowhere, and there was no reasoning with him when he was obviously almost passed out from drinking, I sighed and spun around, taking the wooden stairs up to my room. I barely shut the door before the tears came. I stood there, back against the door, trying to steady myself before stepping into the room—a small box with a bed and a drawer. The walls were bare except for a faded beach poster of a place I'd never see. I painted, but my paintings were too depressing to hang, so I kept them tucked in the drawer. I slid down on the ground, tears dripping to my chest. I didn’t know how I can go through this fucking mess. I took out the phone, hoping to contact my only friend, Liam. He was not always around due to his busy schedule as a Lieutenant, but he still managed to keep in touch frequently. I unlocked the phone, but then locked it…It’s not fair for him to always share my distress. I looked up and stared at the ceiling, trying to distract myself by counting the squares or something. I had not sat there for long before yelling erupted downstairs. My stomach twisted as I grabbed my phone, listening closely until I heard Dad's voice—pleading, followed by threats, then the sickening sound of a slap. "Oh, hell no," I muttered, leaping to my feet and rushing out. I froze at the top of the stairs, my heart pounding as I figured out who was downstairs.MAE"Thank you very much, you have fed me properly today." I took a large gulp of yoghurt. My stomach was really full."That's one of my responsibilities to you." He wiped the corner of my mouth with tissue."What's today?" Suddenly I remembered about my medical checkup."Today is Friday. The end of the month.""Damn! I have my antenatal checkup today.""Really? There's still time. Tell me the schedule the doctor told you." He brought out his diary, waiting for my response."Every four weeks for the next seven months, and every two weeks till the ninth month.""Fine. I will have to be reminding you from henceforth." He closed his diary after taking note of it.Owen took me to the hospital, the exact one where I was told I was pregnant.It was same doctor that told me I was pregnant. She recognized my face."Hey Rivera. Hello." She greeted Owen and I."Hello Doctor.""Please, take your seats." She gestured with her hands. "How are you both doing?""We're doing very fine. We're just a
MAE"O... Owen, you're here?" I stuttered. Why was he here? Is today not supposed to be his wedding? He wasn't supposed to find out this way. The look on his face made me swallow hard. He was mad angry."You're not answering my question, Mae. Are you pregnant?" His face has no expression.Scar quietly excused herself, leaving me to deal with my problems alone. So much for female solidarity."Yes Owen. I am." There was no need lying now. He must have heard everything by the door. Lying would escalate to more problems that I wasn't ready for.I could see a flicker of happiness in his eyes for a moment before the annoyance took over. "How long are you gone?" His eyes went to my stomach. I had no bump yet."A month. I found out about it early last week." I said quietly, my eyes avoiding his."For that long, and I'm just knowing of it now! Mae, what other things are you hiding from me?" He folded his arms. " I have finally figured out the reason you have been avoiding me. You think I won't
OWENAfter I agreed to let Mae go to Joan's house as an insider again, I instructed Marco to find someone that will have an eye on her, some sort of a bodyguard. Since it was only two times a week, I would only be worried for those two days only, unlike before where worry was my best friend.We made love again bringing those sweet feelings to my heart. After I had dropped her off at Casa Eleganza. I went back to my club. I wasn't done going through those footages. The pictures I have so far were mostly those working as servers in the club.Eric would have a lot of work to do.I went through the last parts of the footages, new faces were that of the security men, Marco and a woman.I zoomed the video of Marco and the woman. It was same woman I had seen him with when I had my first meeting as regards to Joan's disappearance. He was holding hands with her and saying things that are barely inaudible.It felt strange though. Marco had never shown interest in woman. I wonder what this woman
MAECongratulations, Ms Rivera. You're three weeks pregnant."The doctor's words kept ringing in my ears on my way to my apartment. I couldn't describe what I was feeling.While in her office some time ago, I even had to tell her to check the name well."Mae Rivera." The doctor read from the piece of paper in her hands. "Is that not your name?""It... It is." I stammered."Why are you... Wait, you are not ready yet?" She read my face."Yeah, kind of." I said."That's okay, Mae." She smiled again. "Since you're not ready and we discovered it early enough, you can take it out."I'm keeping it, Doctor." I said firmly. The last thing on my mind at this time was getting pregnant, but since it has happened, I can't kill my baby. I have to beat the consequences of my actions."Your husband would be happy.""I'm not married." Do I looked married? I'm not even wearing a ring."Ohh, I'm sorry for the assumption." She apologized. "I hope its father would be happy.""He would. He was even the on
MAEIt was morning already and I was in Owen's arms. Making love out in the open was such an adventure. But we have to leave."Owen." I tapped him lightly. I remembered Eli. He would have been waiting for me to come back."Go back to sleep, Mae." He pulled me closer."It's nine thirty." I complained."I know." His eyes were still closed.He knew. He must have woken up before me.I succeeded in removing his hands."Mae, come back." He tried reaching out for me."Owen, wake up. We can't stay here all day." I put on my denim gown back."Staying with you makes me want to do nothing." He was fully awake now."That's sad, but I want to do something.""Ouch." He stood up from the bed.He had actually woken up, because he had his boxers on. He put on his shirt and trousers."I will be going over to Joan's today." I stated. I didn't want to waste time at all. My last meeting is with Joan was when he told me I had a bigger job to do for him."Really? Wait awhile. We just agreed yesterday.""I d
MAE I can't believe I just forgave Owen after all the promises I made to myself never to. When Eli has told me he saw Owen, I thought he was joking. But he did show up at my door, went as far as bringing me out of my hiding spot by threatening to kill Eli. This man brought weakeness to my knees by saying that the words he went to me last week. I was now convinced that he was the one who wrote them. He had a way of softening me up. I even agreed to go out to dinner with him. When he left, Eli came out of the bathroom. "I'm sorry." I could not control my laughter. "It's not funny, Mae. I nearly peed on myself." "I'm so sorry." I said again, going to him to rub his back. "So, you guys are back together?" Eli asked me. "Yeah, somehow." I shrugged. "I heard liplocking sounds and you agreed to go on a date with him. That's not a somehow. You like him, don't you?" "I don't know, Eli. My head and heart are not friends at all. I decided I would never talk to him again, and now he sa
OWEN"Where does she live?" I asked. It was two minutes past six am in the morning of the next day.Last night I was supposed to sleep like a baby because my woman has forgiven me, Scar turned it upside down by telling me news about Eve's death. I was happy, no doubt but a part of me was on high alert. I had some thoughts. It's possible that Joan's kidnapper could also be Eve's killer. And whoever did this wants to keep me to my toes.I decided that I would meet with Scar, Eric and Marco tomorrow morning, very early."Not that far from Joan's. Sometimes she sleeps at her house, sometimes Joan's." Scar replied. We were sitting on a round table.I had want to set this meeting only with Scar because I put her in charge of Eve, but then I did some thinking, it's best if Eric and Marco were aware of this as well. This was a clear sign that someone has their eyes on us."Did you ever speak to her?""Yeah, I did, just two times. The first time I met her at a pharmacy store, we didn't really
OWENI was so prepared for this moment. I had two things on my mind. It was either Mae was lying or she was back from her grandparents' and her roommate has refused to tell me when she returned.At this point, nothing else mattered. I only wanted to see Mae. That was the main problem I was facing now.I walked stealthily to her room, having a rethink of what I would say to her. I got to her door front and knocked.No response as usual.I knocked again.Eli answered.I wasn't supposed to see Eli. Mae should have been the one here. It meant one thing that he must have seen me coming here and decided to alert her."I'm here to see Mae." I stated."Mae is not around. You were here this morning." He said. "She's in the hospital with her grandfather."I gave a weak laughter. It had been a lie all along."She is. Let me in." I said simply."She isn't."I looked him dead in the eye before I shoved him and forced myself inside. In a split second, I had my elbow over his neck. He chose the hard
MAE"About Joan, what is the latest on him?" The last time Owen and I spoke about Joan. He did not tell me the details of his plans."Owen wants to go for Javier and Don Paulo. And Eve too." Scar said."Eve? I haven't heard that name around here?""She is an insider. She was the one who told me about Joan's schedule on the day we were meant to capture him. Owen suspects her.... Wait, why am I even telling you this? You are no longer with Owen. You have no business knowing about his affairs.""I'm already involved in this. There's no way I would be left out.""I'm sorry, Rivera. I can't say past that." Scar stood up from her seat.I feel that she was keeping her loyalty to Owen. She was right. I'm no longer with Owen and Owen is no longer my boss. So, I'm invariably an opposition or enemy.I went back to my apartment. Atleast, she told me a vital part of what I wanted to hear. I needed to eat pizza so I made an order for two boxes."Did you go to see Owen?" Eli questioned."No, why wil
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