3

Salvatore 

‘You shouldn't be here,’ I thought but I refused to listen. The underground club at Arena Glitz was like nothing I've ever seen. The air in this particular one was stuffy,full of dirt,kink and sin. Rumours had it that they catered for men who wanted young , sexy and sometimes untouched women. This alone was enough to make my prick hard.

The men seated by the table were mostly business men. It was already late, so their ties were crooked. I could smell their sweat mixed with both cheap and expensive cologne. It was evident that the men here were rich, powerful and horny. I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt and took a seat in one of the booths too. 

A humming sound erupted somewhere in the room before the stage went up slowly. The light in the room was switched on. Everything in the room became clear but it was opposite for the women on stage. It was too harsh for them. Some of them tried covering their eyes but the men on the stage wouldn't have it.

Blood surged through my veins as women of different sizes and different ages lined up on the stage, all naked. From where I sat I could taste their desperation and their eagerness. 

I love desperate women. They are easier to control and break.

Most of them were trembling, others stared into space while the rest had an unreadable expression on their faces. More like they had resigned to their fate.

I checked my wrist watch, I knew I should probably be on my way to meet my Stefano but I didn't move. I didn't come to ArensGlitz for some fun. I came with my brother because we wanted to nab Massimo in his games. The bastard had picked here because it'd be easier to blend with the crowd. Massimo is my brother, Stefano's arch enemy. The two have been rivals since I could remember. I stood up, ready to leave and then I saw her.

All plans to stand up came tumbling and I sat down again. 

A red-hair.

She was the only one with that shade of hair in the room. Even though most of the women were frightened, she looked the opposite. She seemed to be enjoying the show. As if she could read my mind,she looked up. Our eyes met for a second and she looked away as if my sight was burning her.

Fuck me.

Her wavy red hair cascaded her shoulders, almost reaching her navel and covering her breasts but not totally. I thought that was all but then I saw them.

Her eyes

They were emerald green, inviting and matching the green necklaces on her neck. My eyes roamed all over her body and then I saw her hands shake a bit.

“Gotcha,” I muttered. She was only pretending to be undisturbed by the crowd of men. She was trembling as she should. No one wouldn't be, especially in that situation. I could tell she was barely hanging on. That phase, just before one breaks down, that's where she was. 

No one seemed interested in her initially but everything charged the moment the auctioneer spoke.

“She is still in her factory settings. A tight virgin cunt for your dicks” he said with excitement.

The men roared with wants. Even my dick tightened up and I knew my juice was already leaking out of its holes.

Men began to call ridiculous prices just so they could get their hands on her. The thoughts that any of the foolish gambler would own her fueled my own response, making me propose the most ridiculous of prices 

“Fify million euros,” I blurted out.

The entire room fell silent and all eyes fell on me. It might look too much to spend at once but it was nothing for me; Salvatore Niccolo. The youngest of the Niccolo family, a long line of bloodthirsty,ruthless Mafia in Italy. I rule alongside my brothers Stefano and Vittorio, they love me and wouldn't mind me spending that much for fun, for something I wanted to own.

Neither the silence nor the look of wonder on the face of other men in the room got me like the one on her face. The red haired lady looked astonished more than anyone in the room. The composure she had earlier was now replaced with fear and frustration as she sat down on the floor with resignation.

“Sold” The auctioneer's voice resonated with eagerness. I stood up as red hair was being dragged forcefully. She tried to prove stubborn but her strength was unmatched to the man. He held her with an iron fist hand and dragged her out. I stood up and adjusted my wrinkled shirt and walked out of the room, following them.

Time to have fun.

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She was pushed into the room with force after they must have had her cleaned up. I smirked when her gaze finally settled on me. She walked up to me and balled her fist and began to breathe heavily.

She was angry.

Hmm. Feisty.

“How dare you!” She said, “Everything was working fine, just a bit more minutes and I would have been free from all of these. But what? A million euros? Just for a fucking minor!’

“You are not a minor, Red, " I said calmly, but that only increased her fury. “No minor will have such tits and curves,” I said. 

“ You are one crazy bastard!” She said but I smiled instead. She wanted to add more to the insult but I stopped her from doing so.

“I won't take such insolent behaviour from you, so you better watch what you say. I bought you with my money and that only means one thing.

“You now belong to me. You'll accord me respect or you'll regret your behaviour.” I warned.

“No, the only person who'd regret this is you because I won't succumb to your oppressions”

“Kneel before me,Red, " I said, not minding the trembling in her voice. She's one stubborn one and I'm going to enjoy breaking her into pieces. Very soon she'll understand who she was dealing with.

“Never, I won't kneel before you and stop calling me that! My name is Zi__”

“I don't care what your name is. You'll be Red henceforth and that is on period.” I said and stood up. 

She was still looking at me with defiance in her face but I had yanked her hand and pulled her down on my lap. She tried wriggle free but she only ended up grinding her butt on me. The effect was transforming because I became hard again and began to grind into her again. I was loving the feeling. She still wouldn't stay still, so I grabbed one of her breasts and fondled it roughly. The succulent feel on my palm was heavenly and I moaned with satisfaction.

“Let me go!” She screamed but I didn't. I paid no attention to her. 

"Leave me alone, please,” she added. She must have realised that I wasn't going to let go of her and that she had no control over her present situation.

As I did this, she fought me with all of her energy. Her dress had pulled up way past her thighs. The sight of her thigh was inviting and so, I placed my hand on her soft skin. I was about to move my hands up and slip my hands in her when__

Gunshots!

We both froze in our position and I pushed her off my lap.

“Fucking Vittorio. Trust him to show up with drama,” I muttered and stood up. I was about to dish out orders to Red when a movement caught my eyes.

For someone who was struggling frantically with her strength just now, s

he was too fast.

Fuck!

“Red!” I screamed out but it was too late.

She had bolted.