EllaI wake up in this fancy room, sunlight peeking through fancy curtains. It's a room meant for someone else, not me. Every day I’m reminded of the fact that I am a slave who does not even know her fate.Getting someone horny only to ask them to get out is a low blow even for him. I hate him so much it pains me. Sitting up I think of what my grandparents are thinking of. Maybe I should have listened and never left. But what did that man mean when he said I was here because of them?I borrowed that money on my own so he is a bastard for implying that they should have worked harder and not have been poor like he is in any position to judge. They kill and kidnap women for money!Obviously, they are bastards who do nothing but lie to mess with someone’s head.I head to the fancy bathroom, and I turn on the faucets of the massive bathtub. The water flows, filling the room with steam and the scent of fragrant oils. As I sink into the warm embrace of the water, I can't help but think abou
Adrian For the first time, I found myself at the mall shopping for a woman I bought to destroy. This morning she looked so vulnerable like a wet kitten and that made my cock twitch. She wanted to stand up against me by wearing the same clothes and I must admit she caught me unaware and I was slightly proud that the weakness in her was slowly fading. Watching her get confused about which clothes she should pick drove me crazy and made me want to do things to her and by things I mean fucking her right in this boutique so she could be flushed and everyone will know that she is mine. But in a flash, I get reminded of the fact that am at war, and hell I don't even know who my enemies are and someone has been fucking stealing from me. With that reminder, I pull myself out of the sex images flooding my mind. I send a message to Luca and ask him to meet me later. I have to tell him about Marco and make a decision on what to do and yet here I am shopping like I'm on vacation.After she de
Ella Flushed cheeks and a bruised center are all I have left after the encounter with Adrian. Not only is he a bastard but he is a heartless criminal who I hate so much. He left me wanting at the verge of cuming for the second time and it makes me so angry. He felt so good and I hate that even more. He hurt Toddy today, I can’t forgive that. He always says am his and the fact that it makes me so confused makes me so angry. I should have fought him when he wanted to take me but maybe that is why he bought me. To be his sex slave and now he might actually kill me because am of no use to him. Wincing from pain, I get myself to stand up and walk to the shower so I can rinse off his scent before it drives me insane from the amount of conflict I have in my head. Thinking about this draws me back to Nanna and the pain of not having talked to them makes my heart swell with sadness. Maybe this is the only way to keep them safe from the unknown because looking at the Criminal’s Bipolar pers
AdrianHaving fucked and taken Ella's cunt drove me crazy. I couldn't fuck any of my whores and I couldn't get a release from my smoke either. I hate that I was so rough with her but the fact that she was a virgin does something to me that I hate. Just as the whore I brought kneels down, my phone vibrates and it's an alarm.Shit! I open it pushing the girl aside and send Marco a text. I send the same text to Luca for backup though I doubt I will need it. I'm a fucking beast but I'm not immortal so I might as well prepare. The fucker has been meeting my mother secretly. I need to know why he is here and why the hell he feels he is safe in my territory. "Stand up and follow me." I say to the girl who has been sitting half naked waiting for me but am just not interested. Walking to the car, I ask one of my men to take her home as I head to our meeting spot. I'm a monster but I don't prey on the weak. Except Ella that is.She is my redemption and making her feel pain relieves me.I c
Ella Being cold is something I never thought I was capable of until my life changed. He has pushed me to limits so I don't know why he thinks I'd sit and worship him for ruining my life. I hate him and no I don't regret what I just said. But looking at his facial expression makes me want to rethink my choice of words. I see a glimpse of hurt in his eyes but maybe it's my imagination because this is Adrian we are talking about. "Follow me. I won't say it twice," he says coldly and he walks out. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. Following him behind, I walk five times faster to catch up. "Slow down!" I shout out of breath but he ignores me. "Adrian! Am in fucking heels!" I shout stopping now. Holding my breath I bend over to hold my knees as I catch my breath. Without seeing how quickly he does it, I'm caught off guard as he lifts me bridal style."Put me down!" I yell. This is not how this is supposed to be. We are supposed to stay away from each other and avoid contact so I c
Ella The room has a heavy atmosphere as everyone remains dead silent such that you can hear the heart beats. I'm guessing no one saw this coming. It's satisfying to see even the great Mafioso slightly shocked by the new guest. He quickly recovers and maintains his unreadable expression giving nothing away. Who dared to interrupt his precious dinner? This should be interesting I think to myself. Not knowing that it would actually end up fucking me back in the ass. Adrian's men close in and stand to block the Detective from going any further. A monster from hell pulls out a cigarette and brings it to his lips like he's watching the rain fall. Unbothered, he turns to Marco and says "We will proceed as agreed. Sofia may move in tomorrow. I will advise on our next meeting." Marco who looks scared as shit just nods. Is he afraid of the detective or Adrian? It's confusing looking at how his posture has changed in minutes. "I'm afraid I don't have time for this Bullshit. Also, make
Ella With bare feet, I excitedly run up the stairs to his room. When I reach the floor, my jaw almost drops to the floor - true to Camilla's word, the entire floor has a long passage with only one door. I reach the door and open it. I'm sure he doesn't lock it because he feels so safe here. Did he kill whoever came here, or is this where he brings his women? Shaking my head, I concentrate on the plan at bay. When I open the door, I'm in shock from its beauty. The room is incredibly spacious, with high ceilings that add an air of grandeur. The dark gray and white color theme gives it a sleek and modern aesthetic, while soft, plush carpets adorn the floor. A large, luxurious bed sits in the center, inviting anyone to sink into its comfort. The walls are adorned with tasteful, abstract art, and a massive window stretches across one side of the room, allowing natural light to flood in and offer a breathtaking view of the surrounding landscape. A sense of opulence permeates every inc
Adrian The audacity of Marco to try me was nothing compared to the nerve the detective had. I hate being caught by surprise but I've mastered the art of keeping my face void of emotion. Luca exchanged eyes with me and he understood how serious things were getting. The entire New York police is under my wraps including the politicians because my wealth funds their projects. But the fact that this new detective is untamed doesn't sit well with me. He can't do anything to me but he can create trouble by disturbing my alliances especially if the news that my father was a snitch gets out. I know he will come after Ella because she is the weakest one among us right now but that's the least of my problems. As I was taking my morning walk, her grandparents called me and said that they needed to speak to me about something. Now this is a poor old couple. How the hell can they have information about my father? I mean he was a fucking ruthless king who shoved the fucking oath up my ass all