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The Mafia's Captured Slave He wants revenge
Buzz!! Buzz!! Buzz!!.My eyes slowly flickered open. It wasn't the telephone, it was my alarm. I sat straight on my bed and stretched my arms above my head before turning off the alarm.I made my way towards the bathroom and did my morning routine. Coming out of the bathroom, I wrapped a floor length robe on me to look decent enough infront of Harold.The sun has not rose yet, it was five in the morning but still today I woke up really soon. Because today I'm going to cooking myself a delicious breakfast.I slowly tiptoed downstairs, it was dark and the lights were off and Harold was not yet out. I made my way towards the million dollar kitchen and switched on the lights.Gosh!! I can't believe today I'm going to cook here.I opened the cupboard and took all the required ingredients. I started preparing my breakfast with my whole heart.Finally it was done, I sliced strawberries in two and placed it beside my delicious looking pancake. Then I poured some maple syrup on the pancakes be
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The 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
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The 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
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The 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
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The Mafia's Captured Slave Bad weather
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
Last Updated : 2023-12-30The 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
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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
