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Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 1: I Will Never Follow You
Claudia Woods' Point of View "Are you Claudia Woods?" a dark manly voice caught my attention. He was hunk, had a huge tummy whilst wearing an all black outfit. I was in the corner of the dark lit room crying when I wiped my tears away when I saw him enter. Obviously, he's not a good person so I moved a little backwards like a trembling cat. The man behind him spoke. "She's the only one inside the room, man. Can't you see?" So there are two who came in. They began conversing toward each other using a different language I couldn't understand. They were fluent enough and on point as if these people are foreigners and came from a different native land. One of them commenced to take a step closer and then grabbed my hand with roughness on it making me squeal and shout."S-Stop…" I whimpered in a low voice. Tears pooled down my cheeks. Distinguishing their faces was hard enough for me to know as the room where they locked me was adequately dark. "Our boss wants to see you. Just com
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 2: Pay Us Back, Claudia!
Claudia Woods' Point of View Pay Us Back, Claudia! A few days ago… Despite my watery eyes, I managed to smile in front of the mirror. My boyfriend, Franco, requested to see me after my grandmother's death. I didn't have the energy to get out of bed yet, but based on the text message I received from him, I'm confident the matter we'll be discussing is urgent. I could still see my grandma standing there, smiling at me, as I gazed around our flat. But the notion of her being gone from this world hurts my heart. To keep from sobbing, I bit my lower lip while fixing my purse. My grandmother died from a terminal disease. There was an opportunity to prolong her life, but my cousin and I could not afford it. Fortunately, we were able to borrow a big monetary base from loan sharks located just around the corner. "What do you want to talk about?" While seated across from her in a restaurant, I probed. It's late, but I'm not going to let this precious day pass without even hearing from hi
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 3: How Much Money Is Your Worth?
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewNothing was visible when I awoke. Blindfolded, with my hands and feet bound, I was unable to see anything.One recognizable man spewed, "She's awake, boss."As I woke up, I recalled slamming with a man and then being surrounded by loan sharks.Additionally, my mouth was taped shut. I attempted to wriggle in an effort to free my hands from the knotted rope, but to no avail. Slowly, memories from before my blackout returned, and my heart started to pound violently.The tape covering my mouth has been removed, and the blindfold is no longer on my face. I noticed a lot of tattooed huge dudes with pot bellies. When I consider that one of them can break my neck with only one hand, I start to feel a little afraid."Young lady, where's the mortgage you took out?" The elderly gentleman asked, donning a cap and smoking a cigarette.I didn't say much since I was too anxious to open my mouth. The money I had been saving up to pay was also taken from us. My worst fear
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 4: My Vicious Owner
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewMy Vicious OwnerMy bidding started at an eye-popping amount, in contrast to the few girls who have been acquired by these men. It never occurred to me that a regular girl like me would start bidding at $20,000 in an underground blackmarket.Many people started to show their hands while the host was still talking. It started with an old man raising $30,000, and then the folks inside went crazy bidding for the highest possible sum to claim me.The majority of them were elderly people who looked quite awful due to their enormous bellies. I felt like crying and running away from them, but then I remembered what had happened to the girl. "One hundred thousand dollars, thirteen thousand five hundred dollars! Twice the value for the price! $200,000!"The crowd's mood changed from peaceful to hostile. I could see the maniacal lust in everyone's eyes as they fought over me.Once the bidding reached a million, I could only look down in disbelief at the ridiculous
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 5: Silly Claudia
Claudia Woods' Point of View Silly ClaudiaPresent time…I was unable to make sense of his impromptu choice. Due to my confinement in the room, we didn't see each other for several days. He insisted I wouldn't eat unless he said so, but I ignored him and walked downstairs to get some food anyway.Taking a few deep breaths, I glanced out the window from the balcony. Despite being near the shore and the mansion being right next to the soothing sea, it was somehow fascinating. "Miss Claudia," Lisa called my name. She's the only housekeeper here who does the chores often. I veered around and saw her. "Why did you come out of your room? Boss said you can't go out yet without his permission." I rolled my eyes in the ears before tugging the strands of my hair at the back of my ears caused by the wind. "But he's not around." I spat out. Lisa took a deep breath and grabbed my hand. "Let's go back inside your room, Miss Claudia." "It's boring inside!" You can count on it being accurate
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 6: Everything You Do Has Consequences
Claudia Woods’ Point of View It was too late to run away now that Zamir already strangled his hand on my wrist. Disappointment was seen in his eyes the same as how Zamir’s exasperation drew all over his damn God-looking face. I pursued my lips due to extreme horror. He pulled me a little near him as paparazzis began to flock on our path, capturing our photos together yet my face wasn’t visible to them as Zamir’s enormous body figure was enough to block my face except my body. "Isn't that the famous Zamir Trian Cassano?" I heard one of the reporters yanking. "She's with a lady. She is Zamir's date tonight!" "Prolly his girlfriend? I can't see her face." Girlfriend? My ass! I badly want to push Zamir out of my sight right now but the moment I had that thought, his hands went down to my waist as he gripped on it tight whilst his lips went directly to my ears, whispering on it. "I told you we're being watched, right?" he muttered with a tense voice. "Now, act normal in front of eve
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 7: A Crime To Witness
Claudia Woods’ Point of View Zamir ordered me to stay inside the room where he had gotten me into. He was outside and talking with a man. I bet it was his right-hand man as it is different in the way he speaks with others especially when I could hear the two conversing as the door was slightly opened. “Are you sure you’re going to take that girl here, boss?” The man’s voice was kinda worried about my existence. Zamir, on the other hand, spoke. “I have no choice, Lorenzo. It’s the best way to restrain her from running away. Mind you, Claudia seemed a little persistent.” Of course, as I should! People like them are dangerous and no one will stay from their tight grip especially when these people are not ordinary citizens. I won't be staying here for a long time anyway! He might have caught me running away earlier but in my next move, no one will ever notice me leaving! I just hope that he has these idiot men who's going to look after me while I am here. They are really going to
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 8: Temptation, Fear and Anger
Claudia Woods’ Point of View My breathing was hitching the moment he held my hand. I hate dark surroundings as it makes my skin shiver and my whole damn persona tremble. I was pushed towards the wall for the second time around. Zamir’s forehead were imprinted against mine whilst his hand was on the wall, touching it. In front of us was the enormous mirror which became the way why I could see our reflection in front. The gun was on top of my head whilst his hands were also on it. His body figure is near and mind you, even for just an inch he moves, my heart was thumping fast and my body was itching for more. I held his chest and pushed him a little. However, this alluring man held my wrist until the head of the gun is now on my head. “Jesus!” I muttered whilst my voice was shaking. Zamir pursued his lips and spoke. “Why are you so damn fucking hard-headed, Claudia? Huh?” he whispered sternly. The way he stares at me screams mixed emotions. It was consist of passion, scorching gl
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