All Chapters of Desired By Three Mafia Lords : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"I am tired of living like this," Brenda said to Carla angrily. "Why would he keep doing things like this to me?""Calm down, Brenda," Carla said, shifting closer to her. "Our parents are crazy, but we don't have to become like them. We just have to work harder and live the life we want.""How on earth am I supposed to do that?" Brenda asked, shaking her head. "I have done everything possible to make my family better. I have sacrificed everything just to get out of this place. Yet, the more I work, the more everything gets worse. I am tired of being this way." Carla remained silent for seconds, thinking of the best way to calm her down. She understood how Brenda felt and wished she could help her out. It wasn't the first time she was complaining about her family. As her best friend, she knew some of the problems they faced, and it hurt her that she couldn't help her best friend. "Have you tried talking to him? Maybe he will listen to you and change." Carla suggested. Brenda chuckle

"How could you? How could you do that to me?!!!" Brenda yelled at her father. "I was in a tight spot! You can't blame me for that!""You were in a tight spot?" She asked, her eyes wide with anger and her face red. "Then you sold your daughter to a man thrice her age? Is that what I am to you? Another gamble piece? Is that what I am worth to you? Answer me!!""You do not have a right to talk to me like that," Alex yelled back, combing his fingers through his hair. "I was desperate and he was going to kill me. Do you think for one second that if I died, you and your sister would have survived? Do you think you would be going to college or have a roof above your head?""Oh, spare me that crap! Spare me that f*cking crap!" Brenda yelled, her voice echoing across the room. "I have gotten where I am without you. I work my ass off every day to afford college and take care of Ralia. And what do you do?""I try—""You steal from me, lie to me, and make our lives more miserable. That's what yo

At the sound of the man’s voice directing orders to his men, two of them immediately rushed to pick Brenda up roughly from the couch they had placed her on and where she had just woken up from. They dragged her to a smaller room where a chair was placed right in the center of it. The room was dim and empty except for the chair and a few broken items. She was dragged and dumped hard on the chair and the men began to pace around the room, she glanced around and soon realize that she had been brought to a place where enemies or offenders where tortured till they talked, just as they were about to do with her that moment, taking her for a spy.“Please! I am not a spy!” she let out again trying to convince both men who walked round the room and occasionally around the chair she sat on.“Shut your mouth bitch!” one of the men screamed at her as he slowly brought out a penknife from his pocket before walking towards her and landing her a painful blow on her mouth.She screamed painfully when

For two more weeks Brenda remained confined inside Damien’s mansion. They had stopped the maltreatment and tortures towards her already. Now they fed her well, gave her clothes and let her do what she wanted except leaving the house or roaming in the compound unescorted. She was restricted to just her room, the kitchen and a few other unrestricted areas. Everyday, still bent on finding a way out, Brenda failed to see a way possible. Regardless, she still studied all who worked there and every activity that went on inside the house. There were maids who provided her with anything she needed – she suspected they were doing so under the instructions of the master of the house. They served her food and gave her medicine for her wounds, a doctor was even called to check up on her. It was still very unclear what Damien wanted with her, she had begged him so many times to let her go but he would have none of it.Aside the maids, the guards and other workers inside the mansion like the garden

Damien left Brenda’s room quite in a haste after telling her that she was safe with him. He told her that until he figured out what to do with her, she was going nowhere. What kind of trouble was she in? What sort of prison has he placed her in? Brenda went deep into thoughts for the next few minutes after Damien had left her. She wondered the magnitude of danger she was now learning that her captor was a mafia lord too. It explained a lot to her but it also disturbed her. She had been running away from one dangerous man and had ended up in the hands of another one, worse, they both were enemies, which placed Brenda right in the center of it.She began to think of what Damien had in mind to do with her. She could not understand what he thought of her to keep her in his house with no clear purpose. She concluded that it might mean or eventually lead to her end, everything seemed to crumble the moment she thought it was going to be fine. She needed to get out of here, she needed to be r