31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY

“Stop worrying, Jess, Toby is okay, he’s probably on one of his useless road trips.” My older sister, Joyce told me as she patted my cute three year old niece to sleep. Joyce was a lawyer, married to a handsome six figure earner. She was four years older and was more of a mom than a sister to me since we were kids.

Our parents died when I was only four but luckily, we got adopted by Lola, our wonderful foster mom who lived in the outskirts of the city.

“But it’s never been like this, he hasn’t called or texted for days.” I was really worried that something bad might have happened to my boyfriend.

“You should seriously break up with this guy, he’s no good to you. When was the last time he took you out on date?” She asked and I couldn’t answer that because it’s been almost a year since we last went on a date.

“Don’t say that Joyce, he’s a… great guy.” I tried to defend Toby.

“You’ve caught him cheating twice, how is he a great guy?” She frowned.

Joyce was a strict person, she was the type of girl that never settled for less—probably why she ended up with a loving and handsome multi millionaire. She was the IT girl in high school and college. She was super beautiful with honey blonde hair, big blue eyes and a body that could belong to a Victoria secret model. I, on the other hand, had a curly darker blonde hair, bright green eyes but too short and pudgy to be called a model.

“Alright, let’s not talk about him.” She said, getting up with her little girl snoring softly on her bosoms.

“I’m gonna put Lily to sleep and make us dinner, okay?”

“Alright.” I nodded and waited until she was gone before picking up my phone to call Toby again for the one hundredth time.

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I lived alone in a nice apartment which was about a twenty minute walk from my college and fully paid for by Joyce. I was on a brief holiday from my last semester. I was studying literature, I wanted to be an editor and hopefully a successful author. I wasn’t popular in school and I didn’t have much friends, I also never had good luck in men. Sometimes, I felt like I was meant to be single forever and Toby’s sudden disappearance from my life was like a huge sign.

“Damn it!” I hissed as I dropped my keys on the floor and just when I squatted to pick it up, a hard pungent smell came over my nose and I went unconscious.

I woke up with a light pain in my head, squinting around and wondering wherever I was. My wrists were bound in a rope and my mouth sealed with a tape.

My heart rate sped up when I realized the obvious— I’ve been abducted!

“Yoyo is dead meat when he comes here to save that girlfriend of his..” I heard a manly voice say as I crawled closer to the locked door.

“I pray he doesn’t so we can take turns on her, she’s a sexy little thing. Do you think she had a tit job?” Another manly voice spoke.

“All natural, boy. I wanted a grip on it so bad, I got hard just watching her unconscious in the car..” The first one replied. I felt so disgusted.

“The boss might just fuck her tonight, she’s a sight for sore eyes. Yoyo is one lucky bastard.”

I wondered who Yoyo was and most importantly, what boss? God, I was in serious trouble. I was being abducted by some men who were talking about their boss having me for the night!

“You know the boss. Since Theresa died, he doesn’t look at any woman twice.”

“It’s just a fuck bro, what man would say no to a fuck?”

“You should know Vincenzo, he’s the most controlled man I’ve ever met.”

Vincenzo!? Did I just hear Vincenzo!?

Vincenzo of the Black cross mafia!?

That was their boss!?

I was so dead!

What in the world did he want with me!?