Semua Bab Owned By The Devil Himself : Bab 1 - Bab 8

ORTENSIA “Forty million?” Even I was shocked at the amount someone was willing to pay to buy a human. I heard the bidder call out, “Forty million going once… twice… three times… we have our buyer!” Fear gripped me. I had never been this terrified in my entire life. Did this mean I was now his sex slave? Then firm hands grabbed me, lifting me off the ground. I was carried into a car, and we drove off. My heart pounded against my ribs, the fear suffocating me. Minutes later, the car came to a halt, and rough hands dragged me out. I had no idea where I was, but the moment the door shut behind me, silence filled the air. I was still trapped in the hooded sack, unable to see anything. My hands remained tied, but at least my legs had been freed. Moments later, the door creaked open. I heard approaching footsteps. My body tensed, dreading what would come next. Then, I felt my hands being untied, followed by the hooded sack being yanked off my head. Blinking against the dim light, my

VITO“I don’t like repeating myself,” I warned, but she stood frozen. I took a step toward her, but a knock on the door interrupted me. “Don V, I need a minute with you,” Enzo’s voice came from outside. I exhaled sharply. “Okay.” Ortensia let out a quiet sigh of relief, but I wasn’t going to let her off that easily. “You’re wrong if you think I’m fucking done with you,” I said venomously. “You better wait for me. We are not done.” Her face paled with confusion. I grabbed a pajama shirt and trouser, threw it on, and stepped out of the room to meet Enzo. “Che diavolo?” (What the hell?) “I’m sorry, Don V, but I need to show you something quickly,” Enzo said, handing me a file with details about Ortensia. It stated that she didn’t know her biological father. I arched a brow. “So what are you implying? That Ortensia might be innocent?” I let out a cold laugh. “You amuse me, Enzo. This is exactly why we should suspect her. They’ve hidden her real identity so well that no o

Content Warning Dear Readers, Starting from this chapter, the story delves into darker and more intense themes that may not be suitable for all audiences. This includes explicit sexual content, BDSM dynamics, strong language, graphic violence, blood, references to drug use, emotional manipulation, and other mature or potentially triggering material. Please proceed with caution and take care of your mental and emotional well-being. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This story is intended for a mature audience (18+) and explores complex relationships and emotions within a fictional context. Thank you for reading responsibly.******** Ortensia closed her eyes tightly and prayed silently. She had a phobia for darkness. The ground was too cold for her body, and she couldn’t endure it any longer. The room was dark as night and she couldn't see anything. She tried to stay calm, but her heart was beating too fast. She stood up from the bed with weak legs, walked to the door, and s

His cock? Just hearing that made my heart jump. I quickly tried to pull away from him, but Vito was too strong. I struggled, panicking, and in the process, I slammed my leg hard against the wall below the mirror. A sharp pain shot up through me, and I screamed… loudly. Even Vito looked startled.It didn’t feel like I had just hit a wall. The pain was too much. Like something had already been hurt and now it was worse. Vito quickly turned me around to face him.“What’s the matter?” he asked, his eyes narrowing. For a second, I thought he looked worried. But then his expression changed, like he caught himself and pushed the concern away.“My leg… please, stop the pain,” I cried out, the tears already burning in my eyes.I slowly lowered myself onto the cold marble floor, holding my leg tightly. The pain was pulsing now. Vito bent down beside me and examined it, then sighed.“See here, Doll,” he said. “There’s a red sore. Looks swollen. Did you hit it somewhere?” he asked, his voice calm