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The Mafia's Captured Slave Kawela bay
It was my another boring day in this haunted luxurious house. I ruffled my hair in laziness and descended downstairs to cook myself a dinner. It was eight at night and I was in no mood to cook. Day by day I was just getting lazy and lazy. A yawn escaped my lips as I reached downstairs.Why the hell did I reject his ordered food?Harold was sitting on the dining area with his laptop and a pile of files on the table. He was so engrossed in his laptop screen.I entered kitchen and took a bowl. I filled the bowl with the cereals before adding milk.I sauntered out and took a seat across him in the dining area. As he felt my presence, he lifted his head up."Miss Nolan, can you get me a glass a water." He asked, his face calm.I scowled,"Are you ordering me?" He didn't reply so I continued.As I said earlier, I'm not working for you anymore." I'll throw my resignation letter on your face as soon as I reach New York, Harold."Why did I even bother asking you?" He sighed heavily."Yeah, wh
The Mafia's Captured Slave You coming with me
Why?? Why? Why Dylan isn't coming to kawela.I almost fainted at his statement, my grip on my phone loosened as my phone was also about to fall.About to. Fat huge sweat droplets appeared on my forehead as anxiety feeling overwhelmed me.All my excitement died, it's been forty minutes of me sitting inside this car just to have sone alone time with Dylan in kawela bay."Naomi, are you there?" I heard Dylan's voice."Naomi?""Yeah....yes." my voice was wavery."Actually at the end moment an emergency came up and I had to stay back. But you don't worry I'I ask the driver to take you around the city of kawela bay." He said."Hmm." I hummed.To be honest, roaming around the city was just an excuse. All I wanted Was some alone quality tũme with Dylan."And you have nothing to worry about, king is there with you," He continued as I sighed in defeat.That is the MAJOR Problem."Hmm""Okay, take care. I'll talk to you later." With that he disconnected the call as I pulled the ear plugs out in
The Mafia's Captured Slave The meeting
"What? No..!!" I whined."Tm not gonna come with you.""Stop whining like a kid, Miss Nolan." He said with a grim expression."And don't you dare embarrass me infront of Mr Armstrong. I have a very important deal with him.""But--" I was cut off."And if anything happens because of your immature behavior, you have to face theconsequences, Miss Nolan." He was kind of intimidating as I gulped."Now follow me." He spun around and marched towards the large two mnahogany doors as I followed him suit like a lost puppy.Why the hell didI even wake up at 6:30. I should have woken up at nine or ten am..Darn it.Stupid foolish Naomi.We entered inside the large house which was more like a palace, with marbled flooring and expensive furnitures and portraits hung on the wall. In the middle of lounge, there was a huge spilt staircase leading upstairs.A woman came and guided us towards a room, which looked like a conference room. Harold and I entered inside as Mr Armstrong and some other men and
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Joey waved his hand at us before sauntering inside.Harold and I walked side by side towards the car as I thought of making a stupid conversation."Why didn't you build yourself a big mansion like Mr Armstrong's?" I was just curious and I very well know the word curiosity doesn't exist in my vocabulary but still.For a while there was no reply and I thought that he just ignored me like he always does but then he opened his mouth."A man needs a family to stay in mansion.... you know a mansion should be full of people..... family and I'm all..... alone, I don't think I need a mansion. My house is perfect for me." He said with a hint of sadness."Don't worry!" I tried to console him. "Find a girl and make a family, you know the process right or should I explain...." I faltered as he shot me a glare.Oh...uh.Shut up Naomi..... shut your damn mouth.Harold reached the car and opened the door before sitting inside the driver seat. I walked around the car and opened the door to the back se
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
The 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.
The 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
The 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
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