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The Mafia's Captured Slave The rain
"Oh my god!! What to do now?" I was horrified to death but Mr snob just passed me an unconcerned glance.He tapped his suit pockets then shirt pockets and finally his pant pockets as slowly a frown etched his face."My phone...?" He trailed off and suddenly his eyes widened as he muttered a curse under his breath. "I left my phone at Mr Armstrong's conference room." Even I passed him an unconcerned glance.Stupid!! Who forgets their precious phone at someone's house.I don't but maybe he does.Idiot.."Do you have Dylan's number?" He asked.And I nodded.He stretched his one palm out and I sighed.I never give my phone to anyone but in this case, I had to.I unlocked my phone from the pass code before passing him my phone.He took my phone but suddenly my eyes widened as my face paled.Shit...shit...shitty..shit...double...shit.Stupid girl.I have saved Dylan's name with his name plus with a red heart.Before I could pull my phone from his grasp, was already on my contact list follow
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The Mafia's Captured Slave A pevert
We reached the said Motel within twenty minutes, it was still raining. It was a small two story building with a the words Motel written on top in neon colours with disco lights on every angles.I grimaced at the sight in front of me.So tacky.Harold strode forward as I raced to keep my pace with him, specially for the umbrella as he was holding the shaft of the umbrella.He closed the umbrella as we reached inside the motel. We walked towards the reception as I looked around the interior. This motel was too old, with the creaked old wooden doors with a cracked wooden staircase. The ceiling also had some cracks as the water droplets were tipping down on us.Even the customers in here looked terrifying. At the sides of the staircase and on the corridors were big bulky men, wearing a tank top and ripped jeans, tattoos all over their arm. They also had the piercings in their ears and nose.They looked like a cheap gangsters.But no worry.I have a mafia king with me.I scoffed inwardly.
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The Mafia's Captured Slave Sleeping together in the room
A white long sleeve tshirt.Beneath his white shirt, he was wearing a white long sleeved tshirt.I wrinkled my nose.Who wears a t-shirt beneath a shirt.I mean, atleast he could have worn a tank top, I could've atleast seen his biceps tattoos.He turned around. "Here,.." he passed me his white shirt. "What happened Miss Nolan." He raised a brow."Nothing." I took the shirt from him and turned around."Wait!!" He called as I again spun around to face him."What?""Here, take this." He took his coat from the bed andhanded it to me."Tie the sleeves of this coat around your waist so that you can be comfortable and decent. The shirt would be too short for your preference."I forced a smile and bobbed my head up and down.I turned on my heels and marched towards the bathroom. I removed my wet clothes and changed into his shirt.Mmm, shirt smells really good.It had that masculine cologne smell with the fragrance of musk, mint and sandalwood.I took the coat from the cloth holder, I tied
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The Mafia's Captured Slave Drugs
The driver dropped me home as I was too exhausted to even move. As soon as I entered the house, I collapsed on the couch, inside the lounge.I was a mess already with my hair frizzy and my clothes half wet and I was also kind of stinky. I needed a quick shower but I was too tired to climb upstairs.Suddenly the bell rang as I groaned.Gosh!!! Who is it?I very well know it's neither Dylan nor Harold because they never use the bell. They know the passcode of this house. So it's probably someone unknown.I sighed and got up before marching towards the door. I threw the door open, revealing a simple looking delivery boy."Yes?" I raised my brows."Hello ma'am, there's a parcel for Mr Harold Kingston." He had a medium sized box in his hand."But he's not here." I reasoned out."But I have to deliver this parcel to him today." He also reasoned out."You can give this parcel to those security guards." I pointed towards the guards, who were pacing back and forth near the automatic gates."Bu
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The Mafia's Captured Slave Knows spanish
A plant.He took a simple looking plant out of the box. The plant was inside a transperant pot with water filled in it. The roots of the plants were dangling in the water and the leaves were of light green colour, it also had a weird looking maroon colour flower.He had a cute innocent smile across his face as he gazed at the plant.Well, he's not innocent though."A plant?" I wrinkled my nose."Yes, isn't it beautiful?" His eyes were still on the plant with smile on his lips. "I won this in an auction for 1.7 million." He said as my eyes widened like a saucers."Dollars?" My jaw hung low as he nodded with a smile still with his eyes on the plant."It's worths two million." He said as my jaw dropped onto the floor."Dollars?" I asked again as he nodded again.Seriously!! Is he nuts?"You paid 1.7 million dollars for this plant." His eyes were still on the plant as he gazed at it adoringly."Yes."This time I almost had an heart attack."I would have bought thousands of these kinds of
Last Updated : 2024-01-01The Mafia's Captured Slave He feels guilty
Ahh!! Finished.I just completed watching a romcom movie, I checked the time on the wall clock as it was 2am. It was already midnight as I stretched my arms above my head.It's been two days since I cursed Harold in Spanish and also made a fool of myself.What a shame!!I shook that thought off. I was really parched but my water bottle was empty. I sighed and got out of my bed with my water bottle. As I passed by, my gaze fell onto the alluring moon. It was a full moon and glowing brightly in the midst of darkness.I had this song in my head, I sit by myself, talking to the moon.I know I'm all alone here but I don't feel that loneliness in here, maybe because of Dylan.But Dylan rarely visits this house.Oh Dylan!! When are you gonna come meet me.I'm just like Juliet waiting for her Romeo to come meet her.I sighed.Go and fill the water bottle.Yeah.. yeah.With that I descended downstairs, everything was dark with no lights illuminating. I walked towards the kitchen and in silence
Last Updated : 2024-01-02The Mafia's Captured Slave New house maid
Ohhhhhh!! I'm tired..I do nothing yet I am tired.God!!! Day by day my laziness is worsening.I broke my knuckles and stretched my neck.I need a strong coffee to shoo away my indolence..Nowadays...... Mr Harold Kingston has been ignoring my presence after the day I witnessed him having a nightmare.When did he acknowledge your presence??Inner Naomi butted in like she always does.Never. He never acknowledged your presence.True..... I agreed with her.But he's acting strange. Maybe he didn't like the fact that I witnessed him having a nightmare or maybe he's embarrassed.He better be embarrassed..I tried to join the dots and came up to a conclusion....which is, Harold had a girlfriend in his past, who was killed by his rival mafia gang. So Mr mafia king is still in guilt, blaming himself for the death of his beloved girlfriend.Simple..Well, he is in blame for her death.Poor guy..I really pity him.I clicked my tongue as I shook my head.I have a coffee to prepare.I descended
Last Updated : 2024-01-03The Mafia's Captured Slave Stay away from him
Card,..I was still staring at the Card, which Marcel left on the counter for me. Marcel Dèlacourt.... I guess he's the rival mobster of Harold. Maybe he's the one who killed Harold's beloved. But why?I was standing infront of the stove as I was preparing spaghetti for myself for dinner but my mind was still deep rooted into this card as I was trying to join the dots... to solve the mystery.Come on Naomi, it's the same cliche mafia story, you can solve it.Right..So I think it was a love triangle, Marcel and Harold both loved the same girl. But the girl chose Harold over Marcel, maybe because Marcel is too old...I guess so. And Marcel didn't like the rejection because it hurted his ego and in vengeance he killed the girl.Maybe Marcel's thinking was same like of those mafia villains.If she cannot be mine, she cannot be anyone's.With that he killed Harold's beloved.But why didn't he kill Harold.?Yeah, in most of the sad ending movies, the villain kills both hero and heroine. Aga
Last Updated : 2024-01-04
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The Mafia's Captured Slave Good mood
EMILYThat evening, I returned to work, going about my shift at the hospital as though nothing had happened the night before, answering my coworkers' questions about the time I'd spent with my sister but not mentioning to them that I had stolen her identity and ended up at a party that was more amazing than any- thing I had ever experienced before.I ran through my list of patients, taking care of each one as needed. Each person I took care of only served as a reminder of the path I had chosen in life. Sure, I was pleased with my career, and I found it incredibly fulfilling what I could do in the lives of others.But, when it came down to it, I was feeling incredibly envious of my sister. I wanted her life. I wanted to be invited to those parties and to meet those men. I wanted to be the one everyone knew from the cover of a magazine. I wanted to be wanted once again. Try as I may, there was no way I could get Kyle Cun- ningham out of my mind, and each time his face appeared in the ba
The Mafia's Captured Slave Lost memories
KYLEI left early that morning, letting Emily sleep in. I didn't know much about her, and I didn't want to break the spell of the night we'd spent together by talking about things that we didn't need to talk about. All too often, I would wake up next to a woman only to hear how she was getting back at her ex-boyfriend, or that she was doing something to bring drama into some relationship she was having.There were those who were lonely, and those who merely wanted to get a taste of what it would be like to be with a man like me. Sure, they were all intended to be one-night stands on my end, too, and I hadn't ever formed any real opinion about any one of them. But, at the same time, I didn't want the woman cur- rently in my bed to wake up and tell me something about herself that would change the way I felt about her.That thought filled me with confusion.I liked doing what I did and splitting the next day. It was the ego boost I needed; a modicum of fulfillment in a life that I wasn't
The Mafia's Captured Slave Want to see her
."Maddie please, don't do this." He sighed raising his hands in the air in a defence position taking another step forward.I opened my mouth and met out a piercing scream, it lasted for around twenty seconds. Long enough for Dylan to back away from me and the lady around the till to come rushing around.It felt as if the next few moments were played out in slow motion the women had barley reached me when I heard the door of the cafe slam open the impact a lot larger than mine that it caused the glass on the door to shatter.My eyes shot to the doorway which was being took up by Fours large stance who's whole body was clenched his chest heaving up and down his golden eyes set on me before flickering to Dylan.My eyes widened as he took no time before he stalked over his long legs carrying him to my side where he reached out grabbing ahold of my arm pulling my into his large chest blocking my view from the rest of the cafe.I felt heat radiating of his body as his chest huffed and puff
The Mafia's Captured Slave Okay with everything
EMILY"Now, tell me absolutely everything. I'm shocked that you even went, and I want to hear how you held up with the rest of the crowd." Maddy said as she walked in through the door.I smiled and shook my head, also unsure of how I had managed to do so well with the situation I had put myself in. I wouldn't have said that I'd handled things perfectly, but I had certainly held my own in the club. "You're not mad at me, are you?" I asked as the two of us walked into the kitchen.Maddy laughed."I have to admit, I thought it was a little strange when you hopped into myride but when you didn't answer my call, I figured you knew what you were doing." She shook her head with a mischievous grin and I smiled, too. I still felt the ex-citement in my chest, and I was eager to relate to her what had happened.Maddy took a seat at the counter and I handed her a glass of iced tea beforegrabbing my own glass and settling in to begin."Well, as you know, we arrived at that mansion up on the hil
The Mafia's Captured Slave Relief
EMILYlopened my eyes, slowly blinking as I looked around the room. I had a headache from the champagne the night before, and it took me a moment to remember where I was exactly. Slowly, the events of the previous day came to mind, and I began to piece together what today would hold.I remembered having the disagreement with my sister, and began searching for my phone. I then remembered that I had dropped my clutch out in the living room, and figured my phone must be inside. Looking around the room, I could see that Kyle was already gone, having gotten dressed while I was still asleep.I hurried out to the living room in nothing but my underwear and, sure enough, found my phone inside my clutch. Kyle had been kind enough to pick it up off the floor and leave it sitting on the coffee table for me, and I ignored the feeling of embarrassment that threatened to swell up in me.I was a grown woman, and I was allowed to do anything I wanted-includinghaving a one-night stand with a person t
The Mafia's Captured Slave Can I stay the night
KYLEIhad to admit, I wasn't entirely sure what had come over me. I'd had many one- night stands in my life. In fact, it was my preferred way of doing things— get the girl in bed, have fun, then get away from her as fast as possible. Miss Shadows, on the other hand, had piqued my interest.I hadn't had any real expectations when I'd taken her up to the party upstairs, but seeing her reaction first to those who were enjoying each other, then seeing her in bed with me, sparked an interest in me that I had never experienced be- fore. I had no intention of committing to her or making any kind of promises that I would ever see her again, but I did wish to get to know her body a littlebetter and that wouldn't be possible if we stayed at the Gathering. There was a little voice inside my head that warned me to be careful taking any woman home, especially one like Emily. Not only did I feel a connection to her, but I could sense that she was feeling a connection to me.It had become easy for
The Mafia's Captured Slave Feel good
EMILYIwalked quickly and silently next to Kyle as we made our way through the hall. I wasn't sure how he knew the rooms in the house, but I trusted he knew what he was doing, and he wasn't going to take me anywhere I wouldn't feel safe. The rooms were all dark, with some dim lights lining the hallway.It was clear that, though there were many people in the room behind us, it wasn't entirely encouraged for people to be in these back rooms. I didn't even know for sure who owned the house, nor what their connection was to my sis- ter. For a moment, I hoped I wasn't doing anything that was going to get her in trouble. The feeling was a brief one, however, as Kyle kept his hand on my back, guiding me past room after room.The sounds that came from inside several dark corners revealed that we weren't the only two people to have this idea, but it was clear that Kyle didn't have any intention of exploring my body in the shadows of a doorway like some high- schooler. He wanted to take me some
The Mafia's Captured Slave Can't wait
KYLEIkept my palm on the small of Emily's back as we headed for the staircase, fresh drinks in hand. There were a few men and women scattered along the way- some engrossed in conversation, some busy watching the events on the dance floor.As for me, I had come to the conclusion that if you've seen the dance floor once, you've seen it a thousand times, and I felt I wasn't missing out on anything tak- ing her away from itI knew this was her first time at the Gathering, but Emily seemed to be enjoyingherself, in spite of the nerves she must be feeling. I had to hand it to her, shedid manage to fit in with the rest of the guests, though it was evident she hadn't done anything of this sort before. I could feel a slight tremble in each step she took as we mounted the stairs, and I added gentle pressure to my palm on her back. There was no doubt in my mind that she was going to be fun in bed, but Ididn't want her to feel nervous taking this next step in her night. She was sobeautiful,
The Mafia's Captured Slave Full of anticipation
EMILY"Please, call me Kyle."The man they'd introduced as Mr. Cunningham sat at the bar next to me, sip- ping on his whiskey and smiling at me as though I were the only girl in the room. Every now and then, he would turn his attention to the other guests, but I never felt like he was focusing on anything but our conversation."But that really is enough about me. I'd love to hear about you; I don't recall see-ing you here—or in any other club around here for that matter," he said, look-ing down at me as he lifted his glass to his lips and took a drink.I immediately felt flustered and began stumbling over my words. I had kept upmy sister's identity throughout the entire evening, but now that I was with aman who not only found me attractive, but didn't recognize me as my sister, I felt I had the opportunity to drop the act and tell him the truth."My name is Emily Shadows. I'm a model." So much for telling him the truth.Kyle looked at me for a moment with raised eyebrows, as thoug
