Tyrone's gaze was fixed on his reflection as everything that happened a while ago haunted his jumbled-up mind. He felt like he was going insane, he felt confused and betrayed.
No one mentioned anything like an auction to him before he agreed to strip on that stage that tore his life away. What was he? A piece of unwanted and discarded object that could catch the attention of someone else? Tyrone huffed and ruffled his hair, filled with indignation as he spun around and faced Sally. Sally gave him an indifferent stare before tilting her head sideways. “Get ready; the queen is waiting for you," she muttered, and Tyrone scoffed in disbelief. He couldn't believe that she was acting unbothered after everything that happened. “What exactly am I?" He snapped as Sally began to walk away. His outburst froze Sally and forced her to switch her attention back to him. Her chestnut eyes dimmed and she clenched her fist, glaring intimidatingly at Tyrone. “You are a stripper, you are a helpless object that can be used by any of the Mafia lords!" Tyrone's heart constricted as he stared blankly at Sally. “A helpless object?" He gasped out, biting his lips in anger. Sally sighed and grabbed his arm, forcing him to look into her eyes. “We don't have a choice. If they want you, they will do anything to have you obey their commands." A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she bent closer, staring keenly into Tyrone's confused orbs. “Sometimes, we end up controlling the obsessive ones.” She straightened up and glanced around the empty showroom before whispering words that only Tyrone heard. "Queen Selena is the most dangerous Mafia in the underworld. You have to go to her if you want you and your loved ones to see the sunrise tomorrow.” Tyrone's eyes widened at Sally's words. He stuttered in fear, his mother's face constantly popping up in his mind. "Is she… is she…” he stuttered and felt sweat break on his body. "You'll also get paid for it, so you'll have nothing to lose,” Sally said and patted Tyrone's shoulder fondly. "You are a good boy, Ty, a good boy,” Sally whispered, and the feeling of discomfort fled from Tyrone. A sharp knock on the door made the both of them jump. “The boss doesn't like to be kept waiting," a man muttered in a terrifying voice that made Tyrone shudder slightly. Tyrone glanced at Sally who gave him a nod before brushing him towards the door. As he trailed after the man, his mind lingered back to Sally's words and his throat knotted. All through the ride, different thoughts ran through Tyrone's mind. He was determined to verify that woman's identity. At one point, she looked like the college professor, and at some other point, she looked like what everyone called her: a cold-blooded and ruthless woman. The man led him past several dimly lit corridors till they stopped in front of a large door. “She is in there," the man said, waving at the closed wooden door before stepping back. Tyrone swallowed hard and slowly reached to twist the knob and open the door. Before he could twist the knob, the door swung open and his brows snapped up in surprise. He peered into the dark room yet saw no one. “Go in," he muttered behind him. He took in a deep breath before stepping into the room, his heart in his hand. “Shut the door!" An eerie voice spoke up in the dark, making him jump in fear. He nodded at the darkness and pulled the door close before turning around to glare at the shadow on the wall. “Who are you?" He muttered and a low chuckle responded to his question. The lights in the room flickered on and relief washed over Tyrone. He swept his curious eyes around the luxurious room, admiring the expensive furniture and the large, comfy-looking bed. He thought of the last time he had had a good sleep on a good bed. “I thought you wouldn't show up,” the familiar voice spoke up and Tyrone swerved his head in the direction of the enchanting voice. He felt his heart stop beating as he stood face to face with the woman everyone called ruthless, the woman who bought him for a million dollars, his professor. “You?" He gasped out and staggered back as the shock made his legs wobble. Selena smirked and took a step closer while he cringed back. “You are the first person to see the face behind my mask, and you'll definitely be the last," she muttered, and Tyrone shook his head in disbelief. “You are a gangster?" He gasped in awe. A sinister smile tugged at the corner of Selena's lips as she shook her head in disagreement. “I am not a gangster," she covered the space between them and pushed Tyrone to the wall. She pinned his hands above his head and glared into his eyes as she whispered words that made chills run down Tyrone's spine. “I am a Mafia Queen." Tyrone wanted to breathe but couldn't, he tried to speak, but no words slipped forth from his trembling lips. Selena was slowly crushing him down to hell with her aura. “You… you are my professor!" He blurted out and Selena shrugged indifferently. No matter how hard Tyrone tried to deny it, the striking resemblance always pulled him down. She was the one, even her behavior said it all. He wondered why he never noticed all these while. The tattooed hand, the cold behavior, the strong and intimidating aura, and a sudden interest in him during the first time of their meeting. He failed to notice that there was more to this woman than what people saw. “You are a criminal," he spat out, struggling to get his hands off from her grip. Selena cocked her brows and grinned evilly. “Is that what you think? The government has more than enough, it won't hurt if I try to have a tip of it, will it?" She cackled and Tyrone's lips turned up in disgust. “What do you want from me?" He asked, hoping he would get away from her sooner. Selena threw a mischievous smirk at him before running her fingers along his tempting abs. “I want you," she leaned forward and whispered. Tyrone's eyes darkened in dismay. “Me?" He gasped. Selena glared at him and stepped back, turning her back to him. “You think I gave that club one million for charity? Sorry, honey, you belong to me now," she said, and Tyrone scoffed “Are you crazy?" He couldn't help but blurt out before he realized it. Selena's fist clenched but she refrained from doing what was on her mind. On a norm, whoever dared make her upset, always ended up lying dead the next minute, but somehow, she found out she couldn't bring herself to hurt the poor, confused soul behind her. She forced a smile into her face and looked at him. “You still don't understand, do you, honey? You are mine now." She covered the spaces between them and the false smile on her face faded. “Pull off your clothes and pleasure your queen!” Tyrone's eyes bulged out in horror and his throat knotted. "What?" Tyrone scoffed and frowned, "I won't do it. A deep frown swept past Selena's face as she clenched her fist for the second time. She wanted to push the anger away but couldn't succeed the second time. She glared murderously at him, but he didn't flinch like he always did. "You will have to obey me or–" "Or what?" Tyrone snapped, cutting her off. Selena's brows raised in awe, and she chucked darkly. "This is the kind of boy I'm searching for," she muttered under her breath and sneered at him. "Obey me or your mother dies tonight." Tyrone's heart constricted and he felt his blood freeze. "Are you threatening me with my mother's life?" "Are you pulling off your clothes or not?" Tyrone swallowed hard and bit his lips till they began to bleed She had caught him in her snare and the both of them knew that. Tyrone slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Selena smiled and sat down in the bed, staring lustfully at him. "Strip the way you did on the stage!" she ordered, her dark eyes filled with unknown emotions. The only emotion Tyrone could make out of her eyes as he stripped according to her command was viciousness and raw lust. But to Selena, it was different, something she couldn't understand herself. His shirt dropped to the floor and a mere stare at his packs hardened her tits. He pulled off the belt strapped around his jeans and then slowly pulled the jean down, revealing the V line running from his waist down to his dick. Selena watched with full attention until his jeans were down and so were his briefs. She bit her lips the way she did the first time she met him. A dark smile dangled around her lips as she stood to her feet, taking slow steps towards him. "Tell me, honey, are you ready to satisfy your queen tonight?".Selena stroked his balls, gently squeezing them. Tyrone gasped out and held onto the table for support as he bit his lips, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to slip off his lips. Selena’s hands slowly moved from his balls to the slightly erected cock begging for some attention. She traced kisses on it and rubbed the shaft, running her tongue on the opening. Tyrone groaned out when he couldn’t control the ecstasy bubbling in him. He watched her grab his cock and stuff every inch of it into her mouth. Selena moaned out softly as she felt half of his cock down her throat. She started sucking it slowly, popping it in and out of her mouth. Tyrone’s jaws dropped and he gasped out as his belly churned. Selena increased her pace and began sucking it ferociously, squeezing the twin balls mercilessly and biting the reddened shaft in her mouth. Tyrone groaned again and gripped a handful of her dark hair. That was his first time experiencing that kind of feeling with
Selena sighed and reached out to touch Tyrone, but when she felt a space beside her, her eyes snapped open, and she sat up on the bed. Her lips turned up in anger as she stared at the space beside her. The door burst open, and she looked up expecting to see Tyrone, but to her disappointment, Gina trudged in instead. She sighed in disappointment and glanced at the clock ticking away in the silent, tense room. “Where is he?” She muttered, and Gina gulped hard, avoiding her dark, penetrating eyes. “He begged me to let him go,” she muttered and Selena scoffed, outraged. “You let him go?” Selena groused and threw off the lampshade on the bed stand. The lampshade crashed on the floor, shattering to pieces, Gina gasped out in horror and flinched back. “I bought him with a freaking million dollars!” Gina's eyes widened in shock and her jaws dropped open. “Bought?” She gasped, staring at Selena in disbelief. Selena ran her fingers through her hair and chuckled manically bef
Tiger shielded Selena's face with his large hands and the bullet wheezed into his hand instead. “Shit!” Selena spat as Tiger groaned and clenched his bleeding arm. Selena reached into her bag and pulled out the gun hidden inside. She stuck her head out and shot at the tires of the car. The cars screeched and crashed violently into each other. Tiger turned on the ignition and drove off with his uninjured hand, cursing under his breath."Who the hell did this?" he snapped, heaving loudly in anger. Selena cranked her head back, staring curiously at the thick smoke that rose from the cars. “Go back,” she muttered coldly, her eyes still fixed on the car that was almost disappearing from the distance. “Boss,” Tiger said in surprise. “Do as I say!” Selena snapped. Tiger swallowed hard and took a reverse back to the spot. Selena got out of the car and moved towards one of the cars. With the gun in one hand and her hand clasped around one of the doors, she pulled it open and
She wanted to get away from the dimly lit room, but the doors were locked, and there was no sign of a window on the rough wall. The air in her lungs was only sustained by the air conditioner in the room, which only had a bed and a few rags worn as clothes. She was only twelve, without knowledge of how she got there or what will happen next. The dirty-looking girl slumped down to the ground and buried her face in her palm, sobbing softly. Soon a heavy footstep echoed outside the door, followed by a killing silence. She raised her head and stared at the wooden door, filled with hope and anticipation. To her relief, the door burst open, and a man walked in. Her heart warmed up at the sight of a human being but when she peered closely at his face, the warmth disappeared and was replaced with fear. There was a mask over his face, a mask that resurrected memories of what took place before she slumped down into unconsciousness. She didn’t know who the man was or what
Selena came out of the car and put on her sunglasses, ignoring the sea of eyes that stared at her. She wore the angry face she had always been using and sauntered casually towards her office. “Miss Santa Cruz,” the most annoying voice Selena had always wished not to hear echoed behind her. She bit her lips and turned, forcing a smile into her face. “Hello, Mr. Rodrigo,” she greeted, glaring disgustingly at the stout potbellied man standing some distance away from her. “Mere glancing at you brightened up my day,” he chuckled, showing off his large teeth as he ran his lust-filled eyes over Selena’s body. Selena turned up her lips in disgust, clenching her fist in fury. If only they knew who she was, they wouldn’t dare talk shit before her. “Hmmm, I hope your day remains bright,” she tried to sound as polite as possible. “Well… if you’ll pull off those odd sunglasses, then it will shine brighter,” he grinned. “Well… I hope your day will remain dark forever!” Selena wa
Tyrone didn’t feel comfortable with the way the professor stared at him. He cackled loudly, and she snapped her brows up, reeling back to her senses. Selena batted her lashes and waved him off to his seat. Tyrone walked with his head down as he searched for a place to sit. As he walked, his back burned from Selena’s lust-filled gaze. Selena continued her lecture, hoping to get out of the class soon. The more her eyes fell on the boy, the wetter she got. She wanted him so badly that she thought nothing else but his face and body. She wondered how huge he’d be down there. Was he huger than Lorenzo? She shook her head and sighed as she distributed the projects for the week before picking up her books. Her eyes strayed towards Tyrone and she felt her clit throb. She stood there, imagining his hands on her clit, rubbing it ferociously. She bit her lips and looked away as she managed to successfully suppress the moan that almost slipped out of her lips. Selena walked away as
When Selena stepped into the dimly lit hall, heads turned and eyes worshipped her.She narrowed her eyes and headed for the private meeting room, ignoring the deadly pairs of eyes that tore her dark clothes away from her body.Just like the college, the sinner’s hall was another place where she always got showered attention and lust.She narrowed her eyes at the owlish eyes staring at her body and proceeded into the private meeting room.The others were there already, talking in low tones with thick cigarette smoke lingering in the air.Selena walked into the midst of the five Mafia Lords and took a seat, curtly waving off the pairs of eyes that stared at her when she entered.There were seven top-ranking Mafia Lords in the underworld; one of them was Selena, and the rest were Alonzo Santiago, who had been murdered; Nikita Anderson, who was Selena’s closest female rival; Lorenzo Luis; Miguel Luciano; Sabastian Morrill, and Gilberto Blackwood.Each of them came from a powerful M