OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON
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WARNING; This story contains mature contents not suitable for readers under 18 and may be triggering to others. Dark themes like BDSM, dub con, drug abuse and human trafficking and others are mentioned. It has a happy ending, but the journey will not be a pretty fairytale that's why it's dark romance. If you choose to read further, please don't complain and I hope you enjoy my story. Thank youuu!!! * All she wants is a better life, but she keeps going from frying pan to fire. From an abusive father, to a human trafficking syndicate just to find her lost sister. A man whose name was whispered in fear among the most feared becomes her saviour. Their only history was a night of no holds barred pleasure after she was rescued by him in a dirty alley on a cold November night. He says he’s not a hero, and everyone calls him dangerous. But he was the only safety she had ever known. ~ "I want you on my bed at all times, always ready for pleasure. I want you to only think about how good I make you feel, and I want you to scream my name so loudly you’ll lose your voice. That’s what makes me a villain. I want everyone to hear and know that you’re mine, only mine. I am not a hero, and you don’t need a hero. A hero would sacrifice you for the greater good, I would burn the world for you. All you need to do is ask.”
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OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON WHICH WILL SHE PICK
NIGHTINGALE~The toys he ordered arrived almost as soon as we got back home. He told me to walk out of the car and follow him up to the house naked. I was surprised because he was usually so possessive of me, and my body. His men usually patrolled the house on guard duty, and he didn’t care if they saw me naked?It turned out that I was afraid for nothing. He had actually ordered them all to move away from the entrance of the house when we arrived. So as I walked behind him inside the house, I didn’t see a single soul. Even when he was angry with me, he still wouldn’t share me with anyone else. It put me at ease, and made me trust him more. I was determined to take whatever punishment he had planned without complaint.I regretted saying I could take whatever he gave to me as soon as I knew what my punishment was. First of all, he was really serious about not laying a hand on me for the rest of the day. He always kept a few metres between the two of us, even as we walked together insi
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON WITHHOLDING HIS TOUCH
NIGHTINGALE*When we got back to the car, Hakan didn't sit close to me. Usually, he always makes me sit right next to him, or he would carry me on his legs. Now he just ignored me and focused on his phone. I wrapped my arms around myself and stared out the window till the silence became unbearable. So I tried to apologise."Kan, I'm…""Save it, Nightingale. I don't want to hear your excuses. You did what you did, and that's all there is to it." He cut me off without even looking up at me."I'm not trying to make excuses. I just want to apologise." I replied to him."Your apology won't appease me either. I'm so mad at you right now. But more than that, I'm disappointed. Today was supposed to be for us, I took you out to make you happy. I had a whole day planned just for you. Yet, at the first chance you got, you wanted to leave me. The best option for you right now is to leave me be. I can't even look at you right now without feeling anger."I hated his silence. I missed his attention
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON HE'S DISAPPOINTED
NIGHTINGALE*I had no idea what Hakan had planned, but apparently, my body didn’t care. This reminded me of the time when he bent me over a couch at home and had his way with me. Despite the fact that we had an audience, I was still aroused. In fact, I think the fact that Marina was watching me made me even more turned on than usual. I like that he had tied her up, and I was the one he was touching, not her. She thought she was better than me, yet, I’m the one he desires. It made me feel powerful.I heard a snick behind me and turned, only to see Hakan unsheathing a small curved dagger. I knew he carried guns, but I had no idea he also had a dagger on him. It was a pretty dagger, there was a scorpion engraved on the black hilt, while the blade itself was a shiny silver. I wonder how many lives he had taken with the blade. My question must have been written on my face, because he replied to me.“Don’t worry. This blade has never taken a life. It's new. I was going to give it to you wh
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON BACK TO THE STORE
NIGHTINGALE The universe hates me. There is no other explanation why as soon as I jumped out of the window, and was ready to escape, I bumped into the very same man I was trying to run from. It turns out that the important call Hakan went out to answer, he had stepped out to the side of the shop, right by the alley. I was trying to keep my head down so no one would recognise me, that was why I hadn’t seen him until I bumped into him. I expected him to bget angry and start yelling at me, instead his reaction was much worse. He looked at me with a deadpan expression and grabbed my arm. “Where do you think you’re going?” It sounded like a rhetorical question, so I didn’t bother answering. There was no emotion in his voice at all, and it was more terrifying to me. I would have preferred if he had shouted at me. Now, I could not read his expression and try to guess what he was thinking. Would he kill me for trying to escape. “What’s in the bag?” He asked and stretched his free hand out
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON THE STORE
HAKAN*After her emotional outburst in the bathtub, I could feel Nightingale withdrawing from me. She probably felt embarrassed after crying in my arms. I didn’t mind that, in fact, it was actually better for her to start letting out some of the grief she kept bottled up since she lost her sister. Her despair was just because she was carrying too much burden in her heart and soul, letting it all out may help her recover her will to live. Since she had no clothes of her own yet, she had to wear one of my shirts and a smaller sized sweat pant that was still too big for her. She looked adorable in oversized clothes, but because of the frown on her face, I didn’t tell her that. She was grumpy because I refused to let her have ice cream for breakfast. She needed to keep up a proper diet in order to gain some healthy weight, and binge eating icecream was not the way to do it.Our first stop was a private hospital owned by one of my alias companies. I booked a VIP room and had the doctor a
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON EROTIC DREAM
NIGHTINGALE ~I felt so warm. It was like being on a cloud heated by the sun, floating around the sky. It was weird but I felt… safe. That was the only word to describe it with. It’s been a long time since I felt that way, yet for some reason I couldn’t remember why I felt like that now. Then suddenly the scene changed. I was no longer floating, my feet were firmly planted on the ground but it was barren land as far as the eyes could see. Then I felt a presence right before I saw him appear on the horizon.‘Hakan’ That was his name, I could remember that, yet I couldn’t remember why I knew the name. But my body responded to him like it had been trained to do so. It was Pavlonian conditioning at its finest. My nipples hardened and I felt myself get wet between my legs. I wanted to get on my knees and beg him to relieve the ache in my body. Yet, he was a stranger.He strode towards me, basically glistening under the sun’s rays. His steps unhurried, drawing out the moment by staring at
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON NIGHT TROUBLES
HAKAN*The rest of the day went by smoothly, but at night, Nightingale got worse. She was feverish and she couldn't stop it itching her arms. She had little bleeding stripes and bruises from her fingernails. I had to tie her wrists to the bedpost to stop her from harming herself even more, but being restrained made her even more restless so she began to attack me with her legs."I hate you! Why did you bring me here? I hate you so much!" She screamed and nearly knocked my teeth out with a kick.I held her ankles and pinned them to the bed so she couldn't hurt me."Please, it hurts. I n.need, just give me a pill.""You've already had your night dose of the medication Doctor Kyren prescribed to wean you of your addiction. You can't have more." I spoke calmly in order not to agitate her but she still yelled at me."I DON'T WANT HER MEDICATION! T.they're not strong enough. I need a stronger dose or just give me something else, cocaine, heroin, meth, I don't fucking care. Please. It hurts
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON A DISTRACTION
HAKAN*Nightingale was relapsing. Somehow during the discussion with the doctor, being horny was no longer enough to stave off the withdrawal symptoms. Her eyes kept moving around, not being able to focus on one thing at a time to show her restlessness, then threatening me with a desk lamp like that would stop me from coming to her.When I told her that I would rather have her hate, I meant every word. Because even if she hates me, she is still mine so she would remain by my side. But if I let this addiction kill her, then she would be separated from me forever. I won't let her out of my sight ever again. Not even death is allowed to take her from me. I heard the doctor walk away to give us privacy but I didn't turn to bid her farewell when all my focus was on the woman before me."Then don't watch me. Turn away so you won't see me make a mess of myself." She whispered to me but it wasn't her words that made my chest ache, it was the look of absolute defeat in her eyes.The Nightinga
OWNED BY THE MAFIA DON DIAZO AND THE DOCTOR
NIGHTINGALE~“I’m not crazy.”“Therapy isn’t for crazy people. It will help your detox process.”How do I explain to these people in a way that they would understand? I don't want to detox, I definitely don't want therapy because no matter what she says therapy is just a way for them to know what's in my head and see if I'm insane. I just want to keep living in blissful oblivion.“I don’t want it, I don’t want to get clean either. I was basically kidnapped and forced to do all this. You’re part of this, so you’re basically a criminal too, doctor.” I said to her and she just smiled but her smile looked sad for some reason.“Then you’re lucky you have someone who cares enough to want you to live. If I had the guts to do what he’s doing for you, my twin brother would still be alive.”As she said this, I blinked repeatedly. I felt a twinge of guilt for bringing up something that obviously hurt her but just because her twin died doesn't mean I will. I've been using hard drugs for several
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