AlessiaI locked the door and pulled out the keys before carrying my bag and heading downstairs. The big living room was quiet as usual. And I doubt the housekeeper has woken up since it was still pretty early. I dropped my bag on the couch and then headed to the kitchen. I decided to make breakfast for Ryan before leaving. After the call with my Mom, she later handed it over to my Dad. I felt some kind of peace talking to them. It made me realize no matter the hardship, if you have your parents' good support, you won't lack anything. I don't remember when last I entered the kitchen to cook. I had trouble locating some things in Ryan's kitchen because I hadn't even been inside before. The housekeeper is always busy in the kitchen. Now that I have it to myself, it felt strange. The refrigerator was loaded with groceries of all kinds making it hard for me to know what to make. After some research on the internet, I decided to make chicken broth and noodles with some salad.With the he
AlessiaExhausted yet excited, I finally stepped out of the airport terminal, my trolley clattering along behind me. A sharp breath escaped my lips as I took in the sight before me, my eyes wide with disbelief. Italy. I was actually in Italy, and what's more, the trip wasn't putting a dent in my bank account. Winning this all-expenses-paid journey was a dream come true, even if Italy wasn't exactly my top bucket-list destination. Still, the attraction of the country had always held a special place in my heart, thanks to the countless pictures I'd seen on the news and social media.Just as I let the thrill of the moment wash over me, my phone rang, jolting me from my reverie. With a smile tugging at my lips, I swiped to answer, holding the phone to my ear. "Hey Mom," I greeted, my voice a mix of excitement and fatigue. "I've arrived safely. Don't worry, I'll fill you in on everything once I'm settled in my hotel room. Give Dad a hug for me. Love you, Mom."Before she could respond, I q
Alessia"How... how do you know me?" I managed to whisper, my voice trembling, the question hanging in the air like an unspoken promise. There was something inexplicable in the way our gazes had locked, as though an invisible thread connected us, binding me to this enigmatic man who now held my destiny in his hands.But he didn't answer. Instead, he turned his attention back to his phone and began speaking in rapid Italian, words that slipped through my grasp like elusive whispers. My heart quickened when I heard him mention something about bringing women. I clenched the hem of my dress, my fingers trembling. Perhaps he assumed I couldn't understand Italian. This could be my chance, my only chance.As the journey stretched on, every minute felt like an eternity. Panic coiled within me as the car continued to speed through unfamiliar territory. We had been driving for more than an hour, and my heart raced with uncertainty.Suddenly, breaking through the tense silence, the man turned to
AngeloMy mind raced with a ruthless decision. I hadn't bid on her for nothing. She was the price, the perfect pawn in this twisted game of revenge against that despicable mafia boss, Dominic. I needed something to even the score, and she was the potent weapon I now possessed.I watched with a predator's gaze as she stripped down naked before me, her fear rendering her body weak, exactly as I wanted it to be. She had dared to defy me, to claim she wasn't a whore to my face. She was in no position to question me.As she stopped before me, my eyes devoured her body with a hungry, lustful gaze. My arousal grew undeniable, and my shaft hardened at the mere sight of her. With the commanding authority in my voice, I ordered, "Come here."Her eyes widened, and her body quivered as I discarded the covers from my body, exposing my rock-hard shaft, demanding release. "Be on your knees," I commanded, my voice dripping with dominance. I saw the fear in her eyes deepen, and I relished in it. "Giv
AngeloA sinister smile curled on my lips as I saw the fear in her eyes, just as I desired. I was a man in control, and no one defied me. "Clean yourself up and get ready to join the maids." I declared.Alessia's shocked expression clouded her eyes and she stuttered "M...aids?" I cast a cold look at her and affirmed, "Yes, from today, you'll be my maid and also my sex slave." She should prepare herself to serve me. Mercilessly. "Please let me go. I have a life ahead of me. My parents, my career. I promise not to tell anyone what I saw. I swear on my life." She began begging, pleading for her freedom.But her pleas fell on deaf ears as I slapped her hard, making her stagger back. I warned her, "Next time, I'd cut off one of your fingers if you mention anything about me letting you go."Leaving her in the room, I stormed out, my mind already plotting the next move in this twisted game.I made my way downstairs, and as I did, my personal guard, Kevin, approached me with a look of urge
Alessia"Put the knife down, Alessia." The maid made slow advances towards me, yet I held the knife firmly over my neck. Maybe if I pulled a stunt, Angelo would let me go. There was no way in hell I would sit idle and allow him to control my life. I couldn't sleep last night, kept thinking about my family back at home. I was sure they had tried reaching out to me. If I knew this was what I would go through, I would've declined the trip offer."Don't take a step, or I swear I will slit my neck," I warned, holding the knife tightly."Do you know you're endangering your life by holding the knife on your neck?" The maid said but didn't make another move."Oh, you know the weapon I'm holding is dangerous. Isn't my life here a danger already? Let me go! I don't want to be here!" I shouted on top of my lungs. As I took a step back, my body hit something hard."Put that knife down." A surge of weakness passed through my body onto my legs as Angelo's deep voice attacked my ears. That made me l
AlessiaI have never showered so fast in my life as I did today. Angelo's warning rang in my head as I got ready for God knows where he was taking me. I opted for the same style of dressing – jeans and a top. I didn't care to apply lotion or powder to my face; I didn't see the need. This was going to be my first time seeing the outside since Angelo took me. I won't sit back, and I don't know how I was going to do it, but I'm going to give it a try."What is this you're wearing?" came Angelo's voice as I descended down. His eyes raked over my body from head to toe. I did the same. "Clothes, of course," I answered."I know they're clothes, but you look like an orphan.""What?" I said in disbelief, anger building up inside me. The dots connected in my head. I looked at him straight in the eye. "Well... I guess you made me an orphan. I'm here against my will when I have a family out there. You can actually call me an orphan," I said bitterly. Something flickered in his eyes – a familiar r
AngeloA smile of satisfaction dangled at the corner of my lips, seeing the fear in her eyes. I don't know why I get excited whenever one succumbs to me. There is this inner feeling inside me knowing I was in control. My eyes darkened as I pulled down her jeans. I was sure shivers had run down her spine. I could feel it at the tip of my fingers. I leaned over and whispered to her ears. "I love the way your body is reacting to my touch." She squirmed once again."If you behave well, I don't have to tell you what to do." She said nothing. My smile grew wider, and I withdrew back. "Wear this." I said, draping the dress on her shoulder. I left the room without casting her another look. At some point, I wanted to punish her for even having the thought of escaping but found myself not doing anything.I fished out my phone just in time Elijah's message came through. "Boss, we're running out of time."I sent a quick text to Kevin to buy out time before we arrived. The sound of footsteps got m