Chapter 5: London Don

Victoria's Pov

I woke up and could feel the soft sheet against my bare skin. A cold air grazing my exposed bare butt.

I want to move unfortunately I can't.

My legs can't move.

My fingers can't lift.

My vagina is sore as fuck.

My whole body is numb from being thoroughly used last night.

I blink my eyes to see the sun's rays pierce through the close huge window.

I stay there for another hour, not moving until my body can function again except for my vagina. There is nothing I can do about it.

I look from side to side and find myself in an unfamiliar place.

"Where am I?" I try to think of what happened last night.

Shoot! I cuss when memories starts to stir up and all I could recollect was the deal with Michael and then agreeing to the deal. Of course I remember complying with the unknown man's demand.

Me grinding on him while I was naked and then things go way ward and it never stopped there in the club.

I held my mouth with my hands before turning to the left side of the bed. It's empty and a bit cold.

I stop shuffling around and listen if I could hear him in the shower. However, there was no noise coming from inside the shower.

A relief wash over me and I relax a little.

After a moment I try to get up but I struggle to because of the ache between my thighs.

Ouch! I gritted my teeth as I try to hold in my painful cries. Once when I am good and the pain is lessen I try again to get up.

Successful I got up and look around for any sign of my clothes. Fuck I don't think I even bought one. I mean I only have my trench coat to cover my body and then that was it.

When I see a shirt on the ground I pick it up and pull it over to cover my body. I then quickly made my way to the room's door which I never made it so far as a hoarse voice stopped me.

"Don't even think of escaping" I turn around and came face to face with my nightmare.

My one nightstand is sitting at the corner of the room. The curtains almost made it impossible not to see him and I guess that's why I didn't see him when I woke up.

Gosh I know this cannot be good. I swear it was the tequila that totally cloud my vision last night.

"You" I stutter when I look at him.

Fuck! don't tell me it's him I was sleeping with. I sound so stupid but why didn't it occur to me that I've seen his face before and I've heard of his name once from my brother and ex lover's mouth.

The man who had compete with the Gambinos brothers over the years.

"Hunter Dominic Adkins" I gasp, staring at him in shock for a moment before turning around and I try for the door but it's locked from outside.

"I heard intriguing things about you" he said, making me stopped and turn around to face him. He took out his cigar and lit it.

I wonder why was he is doing in New York. The Gambinos run America dirty business not him. If I could recall he was the heir to the London mafia.

He is the London Don.

I sigh knowing very well what rumours he is referring to. I cross my hands in front of my chest pushing my breast up.

"What do you want from me?" I ask him in a whisper.

He blew out his cigar content and look at me. In that moment I felt fear creeping all over me.

"Sit down, while I'm being nice Victoria" he said with a warning lace in his voice. At the same time his eyes moved to the guns before him.

"Ouch!" I wince at his words. I recall that he didn't call me by my full name when he fuck me over last night. Gulping my saliva nervously I went and sit opposite him.

"Good girl" he said and blew it out before he rest the cigar on the x tray.

He blew out a smoke right in my face and I hold back my cough. I hate this kind of stuff. It usually suffocate me.

"What do you want?"

"Now that's not a nice way to repay someone who got you out of that hell hole"

I raise my brow at him. "What do you mean?"

"If it wasn't for me you wouldn't be here stellina. You really think a parole would bail you out" he scoffed.

Color drain from my face and I look at him in shock. I knew that something was not right when they let me out of jail.

"So you've been stalking me" I said.

"No. Bitch you ran away before I could get my hands on you. You didn't make it easy and I've been hunting you and.... I've never plan to have a whore warm my bed. Well...can't complain because it was nice fucking your pussy"

Shaking my head I muttered to myself "I'm not a whore....dont talk like that...Damn it! you're supposed to be a one night fling. Gosh who would have thought this will it turn out to be."

Fuck my life. I heard so many sexy and good stories of one nightstands and I guess I'm one of the unlucky one.

How many other choices do I have to regret again? Oh fuck no. I want to be in peace.

"I'm 100% that you were satisfied by it" I raise my brows. He heard me.

"You have something I want" he said up straight afterwards.

"Look I don't know what I've stolen from you because I've never stolen anything from anyone since the day I was born" I fire back at him.

"Oh but you did and you gave it to that lover boy of yours." I cringed before I scoffed at his words.

I hate the douche whom I used to call lover. Fuck him, because of him I had spent 10 fucking years of my life in that prison. I wasted my life because of some sick love I believe in.

"And I don't remember ever giving him anything" I defensively told him.

"Bulls shit! You know you did on your stupid act of love. Now you're going to get it back" he furiously said and I furrow my brow.

"What do you mean?"

He flick his hands and the door burst open with two dangerous men in suit sauntering their way inside.

Fuck.

When will this horrendous ever be over for me. Can't this one nightstand see that I want an out from this world.

I wonder what is this dick was up to. They came and stood next to their Don and before I could speak, one of them pull out a knife and the other man took out a stack of paper from the suitcase he's been holding.

He place the case on the ground and handed the papers over to Hunter. I could tell that it's a contract.

No. I shook my head from side to side. "No..you can't" I stood up to go but I was force to sit down. My right palm was forced to place on the table.

"No" I struggle to get away but I can't move.

"Don" the man with the knife move forward handling it to Hunter. He then came and help the other to hold me down.

I look up with pleading eyes. "Please... No..." I cry and Hunter only gave me that evil smirk.

"As much as I enjoy fucking you last night but this is purely business stellina," he said and raises the knife in the air, ready to cut off my hand.

"Please" I beg and immediately shut my eyes, waiting for the pain to come.