Adele
The mansion was kind of quite, too quite than usual. I couldn't help but wonder if everything was okay. Colleen was in her room taking a nap, after crying almost all day. She was teething already and I doubt if it would take long before she starts walking.
I've avoided Mr Peterson for weeks since our last night together, and I believe he's fulfilling his own part of the deal by staying away from me. I wasn't comfortable with the fact that I lost my virginity to that bastardo. If he was in my world, my father the wrecker would have wrecked his manly balls, ripping it apart and fed it to the hyenas kept in the dungeons.
I tried my best not to remember all what happened during the two nights of the bedding, but it wasn't easy. I chastised myself the last night, because I felt I could have escaped it. I could have just fled
AdeleI could feel mymuscles releasing tension, it was such a nice feeling. My joints and muscles felt very relaxed and pliable. I moaned loudly as I felt a gentle touch on my back and shoulders, I think I should have more dreams of massages because it feel so real that I never want to wake up.I kept enjoying the feeling of those skilled hands doing wonders on my body. Just then I was turned around on the soft bed and fits of feminine giggles followed.Woah! That sounds real."Her boobs are so large, I bet it would never fit into Masters hand. Like, how the f**k does she walk around with boobs of this size?" I heard a feminine voice say in between giggles.What! Master! Who the hell does she think she is. Wait a moment this was not a dream.I opened my eyes immediately to find f
KingsleyI knew Adele was the one waiting outside the door, I was ready for her."Come in," I called out to her.I waited for her to come in, but she didn't."You will keep adding to your punishment if you don't come in, in five seconds," I said sternly."1.... 2...... 3.... 4..... 5......" I counted, then the door suddenly opened, and she stepped in. The smell of rose permeated the air as she stepped in.She came in wearing an huge robe and I was very sure she had nothing on underneath the robe."What do you want?" She questioned."Tsk... Tsk... Tsk.... You just successfully added to your punishment, tell me, what am I going to do with you?" I asked with a devlish smirk on my face. I had the intention to spank her.She scoffed, giving me a disgusted look. 
AdeleThe chirpings of the morning bird could be heard as I walked back to the Harem with an escort who was one of the guards, I was kind of walking funnily as I was tired and sore, we didn't even have a glimpse of sleep.Last night was an all round night of pleasure. I haven't been able to accept the fact that I was almost discovered, my secret was almost exposed. Mr Peterson knows I'm not Adele Teju Cole. All hell will let loose if he ever finds out I am a Romano, my identity must not be discovered and I must make sure of it.The guard turned back immediately I stepped into the Harem. The harem was a separate building standing on its own, I stepped into the huge room that was decorated with golden ribbons, the smell of rose lingered in the air. The women immediately got up from their respective beds as they sighted me. They surrounded me, eyeing me curiously."What is wrong?"
Adele"Two nights of sex with one of your women," The man called Malaika added, loud laughter's echoed round the floor.My heart beat increased sporadically, my legs felt like jelly. What if he picked me? No, Mr Peterson won't ever allow that.And what if he did?Mafia's were known to be heartless, after all my own father killed my mother just because she was in love with another man. This blind man must not claim me as his price, I will rather die than to be a whore to another man.I expected the master to refuse, but he laughed along with the crowd. We women were beckoned to the stage, I was disgusted with the way the men were leering at us as if we are objects."Malaika! No one touches what belongs to me." Mr Peterson warned, before telling him to go ahead."Yes, King." The man replie
KingsleyI was still in deep doubts, thinking about the way Adele watched me with fearful eyes as I beheaded that idiot. I hit the punching bag with fury and anger.There were a lot of ways I could clip(to murder) idiots like the man I beheaded, he was once a bag man, someone who was appointed to collect the money we gained from every businesses but he ran away with all the money, he should have known better.He was found and taken to the dungeon, he should have been killed through the method of cement shoes, which involves tightening a concrete on his neck and disposing him into a sea, a slow death it was. But that was a gentle death, not the type of death that befits that idiot.Adele has avoided me for weeks and I have been to busy to visit the harem, what happened during the fist of war wasn't a new thing, it has been happening before I even existed. I haven't been able to even s
AdeleI haven't been seeing much of Mr Peterson, and I was a bit relieved. Even though a little part of me misses his touch. I find myself craving for his touch at night. We have one more night together for the contract to end, after one more night he would stop touching me.I stepped under the shower fully, turning it on as I washed my self. The women were in the room telling their past life stories, I used the clean up as an excuse to escape. I wasn't going to tell them I was an Italian mafia princess, daughter to the one who they call the wrecker. The man who have wrecked so many life and tore so many family apart to get to the position he is right now.I couldn't help but wonder what would become of me if Mr Peterson ever finds out who I am. Would I be beheaded like the man in war floor. I shivered at that thoughts. I had to accept the fact that there was no escape for me, the onl
AdeleI woke up and found out the women were still not back from the laundry room, after Mr Peterson left the harem, I slept off after crying like a baby. I got up from the bed, rubbed off the sleep from my eyes and walked out of the harem.I didn't know where I was heading over to, but I just kept walking, making sure to hide from the guards that were positioned in different spots. Nature was calling here, giant trees stood tall along the sides of the road. Bungalow buildings were dispersed everywhere and I wondered if people actually lived in them or they were all empty.Suddenly I saw someone that looked like Grace with a shirtless man with tattoos all over his chest, underneath a tree with shades. They were both in a heated make out session. I closed my eyes and opened it slowly and they were still there eating each others faces. I was shocked, the Grace that was as gentle
AdeleThe early morning sun rays and the chirps of the birds roused me up from sleep. I yawned loudly, a smile appeared on my lips at the thoughts of what happened last night crossed my mind. I turned to the other side of the bed and it was empty. I sat up, flinching at the soreness in between my thighs."Where am I?" I whispered, the room looked so strange to me, it was not the masters quarters. But where is this place and how did I get here.I pushed the duvet away, getting off the bed hurriedly. Ignoring the soreness between my thighs. The coldness of the marble floor against my feet and the coolness of the breeze against my naked body made me realise this wasn't a dream. I looked around the huge room. The wallpapers were pure white, the window drapes were all of burgundy colour. Two novels were on the Vanity table. One was written by Colleen Hoover and the other by an