All Chapters of Bought By A Possessive Mafia Lord: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Author's POVKayla stifled a yawn as she copied the detailed answer written across the white board. The Arithmetic professor stood near the desk at the front of the class room, going on and on about how the class needs to be prepared well for the test next week. Half of the students had already fallen asleep but Kayla couldn’t afford to slack off. Not after she found out that her father was a gambling addict.Two years ago, she lost her mother and ever since, her father’s coping mechanism involved a lot of gambling and drunk nights. During day time he would find some small work around the neighborhood to gather money to buy food for both of them but the leftover money often went into gambling. Luck almost never favored him and he mostly returned empty handed.But there were times in which he won. On those nights he would come home so drunk that sometimes he fell asleep at the front door. Those nights are the worst for Kayla. In his drunk state, her father would break and smash anythin

Auhor's POV Kayla jerked awake when the car came to a stop and looked out of the window in confusion. It was a long ride and she had fallen asleep at some point, and now she was in a strange place, miles away from her city. Both of the men got out of the car and one of them rounded the vehicle to open the door for her. Terror struck her features when she realized that it was scar face who stood outside. “I see you had a great sleep” Bruce remarked as his eyes sized her up. Feeling his intruding gaze on her chest, she unconsciously wrapped her arms around herself in a protective way, depriving him of the view. Immediately his nose flared in anger and he reached to grab her wrist in a painful grip. “You will regret doing that” He gritted out and put pressure on her wrist, causing her to yelp in pain. “What’s going on?” Bradford asked from the other side of the car and instantly Bruce loosened his hold. “Nothing boss. She’s refusing to get out” Bruce replied sharply and yanked her

Kayla’s POV Mom was paying for the groceries as I waited with three shopping bags filled with stuff. She took back her card, grabbed the bill and politely thanked the cashier before taking a bag from me. She was about to take another one, but I insisted on keeping it. “You will always be my strong girl” Mom smiled and affectionately stroked my blond hair that was darker than hers. “Let’s go mom. Can’t wait to start our movie night” I chirped and rushed out of the store. Midway to the parking lot I realized that mom was far behind so I decreased my speed until she caught up with me. The golden embers of dusk scattered across the sky complimented my mom’s elegant features as she moved alongside of me. My mom was the most beautiful woman I have seen in my life and she was beautiful inside out. Today we are going to have movie night and guess what the best part is? We will be making our own snacks! Well, she will be making them and I will assist her in the kitchen. The energy and the

Kayla’s POV Swiping the sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand, I scrubbed the huge kitchen ware and then rinsed it under water. I drained the excess water from the tumbler and kept it aside before reaching for the next dirty utensil, which happened to be a frying pan. “Hey you, Blondy” a male voice snapped. I trembled, despite knowing that I did nothing wrong. A man I’ve never seen before came up to my side and leaned in to inspect the way I have cleaned. “Work your hands faster” he ordered. “Y-yes master” I replied meekly, just the way Nyra had taught me. He shot me a disgruntled look and walked away, finally allowing me to draw a normal breath. It has been more than ten days and yet nobody came searching for me. At times I imagined that my father would find a way to bail me out by assembling the money he owed Bradford. But as days progressed with me receiving no news regarding him, I’ve lost hope. I have tried to be strong in ways I could because the last thing I wa

*Trigger Warning - Mention of ra*pe* Kayla's POV “What are you saying?” I gaped at her, not believing my ears. “You heard me, Kayla. It was all an act I had to put up for you. And do you know why? It’s because Bruce asked me to take good care of you” Wait…. Bruce asked her to be nice to me? “What irked me the most was how he looked at you every time. I thought he would like me more if I treated you well. But nuh-uh. He was doting on you all along”. Nyra’s voice raised a few notches as her nails pressed further into my pale skin. She was taking her anger out on me and that too on something I didn’t do. “Why do you want Bruce to like you? He’s a monster!” I countered, praying that she understands the real face of him. “He is not that bad. To me he’s the best and the most perfect master ever. He took me in from the streets and gave me everything and in return all I had to do was serve his needs. All these years he only had one slave and that was Me”. My eyes instantly flew to