CHAPTER THREE: TRAPED BY THE MAFIA KING

“Help!!!” I yelled, trying to get my voice to go higher than the music.

“Help!” I tried again but the cars close by were moving too fast to notice and music was too loud.

“Please don’t take me to him.” I begged the driver. He just smiled at me sympathetically and kept on driving. I was completely helpless, what does this man want from me? Is it not enough that he has taken Lorenzo away from me forever? I could not stop myself from crying, I hate Diego Fernandez so much but I can’t do anything about it, I wish I could plunge a knife through his chest and watch him die!

We stopped at what looks like a penthouse, the man pulled me out of the car and into the elevator, the people around did not seem to see anything wrong with the way he was rough handling me, they just carried on with they were doing like this was completely normal, even though I was bawling my eyes out.

We walked into a room marked’A11’ after the man had typed in a code.

“Leave us.” Diego said to the man immediately we got in. I begged the man with my eyes not to leave me with this beast but he just shrugged and left.

“Take off your clothes.” Diego said immediately the door was closed.

“In your dreams.” I replied stubbornly even though my heart was beating so fast. He chuckled.

“Sidney, does that name ring a bell?” He asked. What the fuck?! Sidney is my sister!

“I swear if you hurt her I’ll kill you!” I said glaring. 

“Just like you did when I killed your little boyfriend Lorenzo?” He smirked.

“Take off your clothes. I’m not going say that again.” He added.

 I stared into Diego’s eyes with a flirty smile as I took off my clothes. If I am going to do this I have to feel like I have some sort of control. I have to somehow gain his trust and then destroy him.

“Yes… Master.” I replied. He looked a bit confused for a split second but immediately regained his composure. I stripped all the way to my bra and panties and then paused.

“These too?“ I asked seductively.

“Yes.” He replied with his voice thick with desire.

“Get on the bed.” He ordered again. I did as I was told. He pressed a button on the wall and hidden shelves that had not been in the room at first started to come out from the corners of the wall, there were a lot of… tools… BDSM tools on them.

He took out two pairs of cuffs, and a ball gag from one of the shelves.

“What are…” I started saying.

“Shhh pretty face, I’m going to take care of you.” He replied as he gagged me with the ball gag. Against my will I could feel my pussy starting to get wet, I am supposed to hate this man! Why is my body being so responsive!

He moved down to my feet, kissed his way up, paused a little when he got to my breasts before going up and cuffing my wrists with the handcuffs. Before I knew it my legs were already cuffed and hooked to the two posts that stood a few inches from each other. My clit was starting to feel tingly with anticipation as he caressed them with his thumb , his lips soon rested on my pussy and that tongue started to put in the work. I wanted to moan, scream, call his name as his tongue rubbed, slid and sucked me. I wanted to hold on to head, urging him to continue but I couldn’t, I felt trapped but the pleasure kept on building until I felt like I could take it no more and I came.

“You taste so good.” He said as he sucked all the wetness away. I gasped.

He moved upwards and took one of  my nipples in his mouth, caressing the other with his finger. I swear I could see heaven.

He unhooked the cuff on my legs, turned me over, dipped his fingers into my pussy from behind, he then slid a Condom on before he started thrusting his big hard dick into me in doggy style with the handcuff and ball gag still in place. I adjusted a little giving him more access to my body, I felt like I was floating. My pussy wrapped tightly around him, the pressure was starting to build up until I felt like I could take it no more, I heard him make a sound of satisfaction before pulling himself out of me.

I Laid there which my boyfriend’s murderer trying to catch my breath, smelling like sex and orgasm.

“Get up. Get out of here.” Diego said gesturing to the door. I silently picked up my clothes, and hurriedly put them on. I felt so angry, how could me use me and just discard me like this? I opened the door angrily and then I saw him.

“Damian?!” I said suprised. What is he doing here. This man who was my first boyfriend, this man who had broken my heart so mercilessly.

“Valentina what are you doing here?” Damian asked, looking from me to a naked Diego.

“Oh brother! You are here already!” Diego said to Damian.