Cruel Mafia's Slave

Warning !!!Mature content (18+)The story contains scenes of abuse, B***M, s*x and extreme bullying. -“I said to you but you didn’t listen to me. She was not a good girl. Look what she did to you.” Eric, his friend, said to him, who was sitting with a stony expression.He had just been released from the imprisonment of the Mafia after four months, in which the biggest hand was that of his friend. These four months were like a nightmare in which he suffered a lot of torture, humiliation and pain and the cause was the only one that was the most important in his life. He left everything for her but she betrayed him.Why? What he did badly to her? Why did she do it? These were the words that he had thought four thousand times in four months, but the answer was nowhere to be found.“I'm ready to work for the mafia.” He said, his voice was very harsh. Eric looked at him in shock. His eyes were dangerous.“But didn’t you hate the Mafia and all that??” Eric asked, looking at his bruised fa

Emma’s P.O.VRobin held open the door to his secluded country cottage for me as I grinned. Up until that point, my evening had been wonderful; it had been even more thoughtful and attentive than usual, taking me to my favorite restaurant and filling me up with delectable food and pricey wines until I was full and my head was pleasantly muggy. Robin had purposefully avoided telling me the reason for the celebration all evening, only implying that he had some exciting company news to share with me.The food, the wine, and the expectation that after he told me the good news he had, we would go through to the cosy bedroom and make love made me smile as I took off my coat and kicked off my shoes. The thought of his hands and tips on my body as we shared mutual pleasure gave me a warm glow in the pit of my stomach. It wouldn't be the first time an evening had ended that way.He brought me a goblet of fine brandy as I sat down in a plush armchair. He then went to get himself a large whisky a

The night was getting dark. Today I took my first step towards revenge. She became my slave. I should have calmed down, but no, I was still restless. I wanted her to beg me, cry and scream, but she did none of that. That’s what was burning me up. I was very angry at her so I got up from there. If I stayed there for a moment, I would have killed her and I did not want that. I want to torment her every now and then. I have been eagerly waiting for this moment. I wanted to enjoy her longing, I don’t want to give her such an easy death.I rested my head on the back of the couch, taking a deep puff. There was a dim light in my luxurious and spacious play-room. In the third hour of the cold night, as much noise was in the quiet atmosphere of the city, many times more noise was spread throughout my being. The panic started to increase so much that I picked up the blue label from the table and poured it into the glass, then put the glass into my mouth and poured it into my throat. Even the ha

Emma’s P.O.V.I was still, looking at the door from where he has left.“Train this girl. She will serve me from now on. Train her in every aspect." His sentence was echoing around me. His disgusting words were humiliating me.Was he Aris? Was he really Aris?I put hands on my face and fell on the ground. I was crying, 'going through the excruciating stage of breaking down'. I remained as hard as a rock even on the biggest issue and never let a tear fall from eyes in front of anyone. I never felt weak in front of anyone. Everyone knew that this arrogant torch with a high nose can never cry, but today it is known that I have been dying drop by drop by his words.How much contrast is there in the outward appearance of the person 'with whom I was living'. I loved Robin but he betrayed me. Who do I complain to? From this monster, who had expressed his dirty thoughts many times? I was helpless. There was no one to trust. Love was unspoken but never ignorant.There was no winding up. There w

~Time skipThe rain fell in heavy sheets, each drop a chilling reminder that there was no escaping the inevitable. I ran, my heart racing like a trapped bird against my ribs. The world around me was a blur of darkness and glistening pavement. The cold wind bit into my skin, but fear provided a kind of adrenaline-fueled warmth that pushed me forward.I thought I had lost him, managed to break the suffocating chains he had wrapped around me. But now, as I stumbled through the alleyways and under the flickering streetlights, it was clear that he was still a relentless hunter on my trail. Every shadow seemed to reach out for me, every sound was a whisper of his laughter.My breaths came in ragged gasps as I darted into an abandoned building. I needed a moment, just a moment, to catch my breath and think. My mind raced, piecing together the fragments of this nightmare. How had he found me? How had he recaptured me so easily?I pressed my trembling back against the damp wall, my eyes scanni