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FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 7. DANGEROUS GAME
Rax was quiet the whole way back, a silence that made me fear, fear I couldn't explain because uncle Rax had always been one person I looked up to. He had left and made a life of his own. The house was even colder as we stepped in. I scrambled to my room and stayed there for the remainder of the night. At some point loud moans filled the house and all I could do was bury my head under a pillow until sleep claimed me. I woke up, took a shower and dressed in jeans and a large worn out t-shirt. Time hadn’t been specified for when Slade would come and pick me up. My nerves were at it again, hands running down my t-shirt, the best I could do. I wanted to scream in embarrassment, color having left me pale. I couldn’t hide in my room all day so I slowly crept out of my room and found the house abandoned. There were alcohol bottles everywhere. I picked them up and decided to do a bit of cleaning while I waited. A door jerked open, pulling a scream out of me because I thought I was alone.
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 8. OPERATION TAME A BEAST
I passed the lingerie shop, my nerves keeping me from going in. My hands were pale, Slade imposing right next to me, the guards not helping as they overshadowed us. This part of the mall had a few more people who turned with us as we passed. “Here,” I bit my lower lip, walking in. I picked up a basket, my eyes going over the shelves and wow, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. So many tiny beautiful bottles. I was in awe, feeling embarrassed but still giddy. My feet carried me to the first aisle and my eyes glazed over the bottles, reading through. Brands I did not know, face wash, toners, serums. My smile widened, touching this and that as I lost myself in reading each bottle, seeing what that product’s purpose was. “Hello,” A sweet voice greeted us. “Yes, help my woman. What are you looking for Daisy?” Slide seemed relieved, wanting to get this over and done with. I threw daggers at him and he stared at me, narrowing his eyes but I just snapped from his gaze to st
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 9. FIRE HAS BEEN SPARKED
“I am going to the office now.” I stared out the window as the car took a turn and somehow I knew he was taking me back to the house. I felt something drop in the deepest part of my stomach. “Can I come?” It seemed his mood turned from frustration to anger. “Why?” “I want to see where you work. You did say you would show me around the city.” I shrugged my shoulders, staring at him innocently. He narrowed his eyes, trying to figure me out. I kept my face blank and just stared at him. “And besides, it’s boring in the house. I want to know you better. We will be getting married in a few weeks.” I pushed on, smiling. He went quiet for so long. “ Take us to the office, I have a meeting to get to.” Slade said to his driver. “ Yes sir.” I nearly peed myself, barely held the squeal in. Was I crazy or was I getting addicted to having my way? The sensible side of me sent warnings in my head. I would never get a man like Slade to fall under my spell. I was only braiding my own rope to
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 10. IN HIS DEN
Hunger. Disappointment. Need, burning need. I stole another glance at Slade who sat quietly at the other end of the seat. My heart still hadn’t settled down and it felt as if it would forever gallop from then on. My body hummed, begging for something I had no idea how to acquire. The jersey was gone from Slade, his shirt unbuttoned, the sleeves folded up, showing his powerful arms. “I will break you little wife and no one will save you.” The words still echoed in my head, seeing the hunger in him, feral hunger as his hand squeezed around my neck. Then, he had pushed away and told me we were leaving. I was buzzing and I had never felt so alive in my whole life. I turned to stare out the window only to hold my breath as we left the city behind, darkness all that wrapped around the car. Another followed after us, filled with guards. No one talked, and I welcomed the silence that allowed me to run back to the office over and over, absorbing Slade’s heat, his scent, his imposing figu
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 11. MINE
A door closing stirred me from sleep. My eyes fluttered open, ears listening but nothing came to me. I closed my eyes yet still listened. I didn’t have a clock but I was sure it was too early. My head pounded hard from reading all night long. Slade himself had slept very late, maybe four hours ago. I had dragged through until I reached halfway through my book and gave up because there was no way I was finishing it. I had probably gotten two hours of sleep. My eyes begged me to close them but there was a grinding sound then silence. Slade was awake and something prompted me to slide out of bed. I quickly rushed to open my door and marched to the stairs just as I heard the front door open. I broke into a run and stopped at the edge of the stairs, looking down as Slade walked out the door. It was still dark outside.“ Hi,” I called, wrapping my arms around my frame because it was cold. Tall, handsome, wearing a suit, his leather bag in hand and his phone on the other. He turned, givi
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 12. BLIND TO THE DEVIL
DAISYAs soon as the door opened, I jumped out the bed and rushed to flunk the door open. The shock of seeing Slade in a matching sweat set left me just standing there for a second before I recovered. “Hi. There are things I need. Can I please order them online?” I asked, walking after him, taking in the fresh after shower scent he carried with him. His silence did not deter me even a little. He opened a door and I followed in. He turned on the lights and I stared in awe at his office. It was large, a humongous desk with a large chair just ahead. A bar stood at the corner, book shelves packed with books on the left and large lazy chairs here and there. It was like a mini library and it was stunning. “Wow,” I could see myself spending all day there, buried in a book. The place was warm and smelled of Slade. I closed the door, my eyes running to him as he sat behind his desk. Since he came back from work he hadn't uttered a single word. Was he angry? I could not read his face to sa
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 13. REJECTED
My book hid me away but more often than was healthy I peaked up, stealing a glance at Slade who hadn't said a single word to me in days. It perplexed me because the first day we met he had said his fair share of words but suddenly he barely even stared at me. I didn’t mind, I just wondered what ran through his mind. I sucked in a breath, reminded of the cheque I had found on my bedside two days ago. I was still shocked to say the least. I had spent two hours just staring at it before I accepted that he had given me so much money. I had never held so much money in my life and to me it seemed like the final shackle that bound me to him.Had my father received it and the letter I sent through mail? I had asked Slade to post it home for me. What would my dad say, there was no way to explain fifty thousand dollars. My eyes ran back to my book which I had been pretending to read for the past two hours. Yet, a second later my eyes ran up to Slade again. He was still in his suit, typing and
FORCED MAFIA BRIDES 14. TIME TO LEAVE
It took thirty minutes to get to the club. I could hear the loud music from where I was but all I could see from where we were was the metal service door. The cars were parked in an alley and the guards opened our doors. I walked out, clutching my book. Slade marched in without even looking my way. What did I do? I rushed after, my heels not meant for the pace he had set. We walked into dark passages of the club and took one corner after another until we walked up a pair of stairs. My ears were already throbbing from the loud music. I was not used to it and my eyes were having a hard time adjusting to the dim lights. We went past doors then another set of steps until we walked past empty booths. I could not see much in each booth because Slade was walking so fast. He turned, walking in one of the private booths. I followed suit only to pause as my eyes fell on a girl, sitting on a man, grinding on him. The air smelt of smoke and something I could not describe. It was so hot and st
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