Owned by the Mafia King

ELLAThe clock struck midnight just as I stepped away from my station to take out the trash. I wasn’t expecting trouble, but the rustle of movement in the shadows stopped me cold.My stomach twisted. I picked up my pace toward the dump site, desperate to return to the safety of the club. But before I could react, a hand yanked my ponytail from behind, dragging me violently into the darkness.“Look what we’ve got here, boys.”That voice, raspy, cruel, and seared into my nightmares turned my blood to ice.They’d found me.But how? I’d changed jobs. I used a different name. I’d been so careful.Panic closed around my throat like a noose. Was this it? Were they finally going to make good on their sick threats? To cut out my kidney and sell it for cash?My head snapped back as they forced me to look at them: three men with leering eyes and rotted souls. Their faces, etched into my memory, stared back with cruel amusement.The were called the collectors.I borrowed money from them once. Jus

ELLA My life had always been a dance on the edge of uncertainty. I came from a modest background, where every dollar earned was a small victory, and every setback felt like a mountain too steep to climb. I had shared that life with my parents until tragedy struck and stole them from me when I was just 16 years old. They got hurt while doing a job and needed surgery, desperate and left with no option, I got $10,000 from the loan sharks since I was underage and couldn't borrow from anywhere legal.Imagine how broken I was when the surgery was unsuccessful and I lost them both. Leaving me broken and I'm debt. Their loss left a void that could never be filled, a darkness that lingered heavily over our humble home. The world outside seemed harsh and unforgiving. My grandparents, who became my guardians, had done their best to protect me from its cruelties. I knew they tried. I knew they loved me. But it felt like the dangers surrounding us went far beyond anything they could shield me

ELLA As her royal highness requested, I began to serve her lunch.Painfully aware of her icy blue eyes dissecting every move I made. My hands trembled despite my best efforts to stay composed. I misplaced a fork just slightly you could barely notice. But the way the air shifted instantly, you'd think I committed an abomination. “What kind of incompetence is this?” blondie hissed, her voice dripping with disdain. “Is this the best you could find, Nonna?”Maria or Nonna I didn't know what to call her at this point, remained silent. We both knew she hadn’t chosen me. We both knew I didn’t belong here either.“Are you deaf and dumb, or just plain stupid?” the blonde woman spat.I stayed silent. There was no right answer, only less dangerous ones.Her anger built like a storm on the horizon. Without warning, she snatched a glass of water from the table and flung it in my face. I gasped, stunned by the freezing shock, and humiliation burned hotter than the sting of the cold.Still, I r

ADRIAN “Change… in front of you?” Her eyes widened. I cocked my head to the side, “Well, I don't look like I'm leaving do I?”She gave me a confused look but didn’t ask any further questions.She slowly started undressing and changed in front of me while I watched unapologetically. She was mine, and every inch of her body belonged to me. She would soon know that.We walked downstairs, entered my SUV, and I drove off, taking her on a ride she’d never forget. In her world, a ride meant a drive through the city, maybe something scenic. But in mine, it meant blood. It meant violence. And tonight, I wanted her to witness the monster I truly was.I was going to kill those fuckers while she watched, so she'd never dare entertain the thought of betraying me.After all, I was a monster.I held her hand as we walked through the dimly lit corridor of the underground bar. Heads turned when they saw me. Nods of respect. Flashes of shock. No one had expected me to show up here tonight. The air

ELLAHe looked at me for a moment, his gaze unreadable, then continued serving food onto his plate. I mimicked him, keeping my hands busy and my eyes low. We ate in silence, the tension between us crackling louder than any words could. I wasn’t even hungry anymore, but the way his presence made me feel nervous and watched, I kept eating just to avoid looking at him.“Have you eaten enough?” His deep voice cut through the quiet like a knife.“Yes,” I replied softly, almost a whisper.“Good. Stand up.”His command was cold, emotionless, and it sent a chill straight down my spine.Was he going to kill me now? After feeding me?“Why?” The word slipped from my lips before I could stop it.He raised an eyebrow at me, his expression unreadable. I swallowed hard and pushed myself up from the chair.“You will do exactly as I tell you without question. Or someone will pay the price. Do you understand?” His voice was low, and threatening like velvet wrapped around a dagger.“Y-yes, Sir,” I mana