In the dead of night, a secret was born. A deal was made, a soul was sold, and a fate was sealed. Sixteen-year-old violet's life was forever altered as she became a pawn in a deadly game. Her grandmother's desperate gamble had unleashed a horror beyond her wildest imagination. The Mafia's cold, calculating eyes had claimed her, and their ruthless leader, Shawn, had made one thing clear: Violet was now his property. The clock was ticking. Two years. That's all the time her grandmother had to repay the debt. Two years, or violet would face the consequences. The darkness closed in, and Violet's screams were silenced by the shadows.
View MoreAs the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the landscape, an elegant woman stood before the grand entrance of a magnificent mansion. Her silver hair was styled in a sleek bob, and her piercing green eyes sparkled with a mix of determination and apprehension. She was dressed in a tailored black suit, her high heels clicking on the marble floor as she shifted her weight.
By her side stood a young girl, no more than sixteen years old. The girl's long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back, and her bright brown eyes looked up at the mansion with a mix of wonder and trepidation. She was dressed in a simple yet elegant white dress, her feet clad in a pair of worn-out sneakers. The woman's eyes were fixed on the mansion's entrance, her gaze unwavering as she seemed to steel herself for what lay ahead. The girl, on the other hand, couldn't help but look around, her eyes taking in the opulent surroundings. She glanced up at her grandmother, a questioning look on her face. written by Isabella The woman's face softened, and she placed a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder. "It's going to be okay, dear," she said, her voice low and soothing. The girl nodded, though her eyes still looked uncertain. The woman took a deep breath, then stepped forward, her heels clicking on the marble floor. The girl followed closely behind, her eyes fixed on her grandmother's back as they approached the mansion's entrance. The mansion loomed before them, its grandeur and opulence a testament to the wealth and power of its owner. The high walls that surrounded the estate were topped with razor wire, a subtle yet menacing reminder of the dangers that lay within. As they approached the entrance, a massive iron gate slid open with a soft hum, revealing a winding driveway that led to the mansion's front door. The gate was operated by a remote control, a small device that fit neatly in the palm of one's hand. The mansion itself was a masterpiece of modern architecture, with sleek lines and curved surfaces that seemed to defy gravity. The exterior walls were made of gleaming white marble, adorned with intricate carvings and ornate details that sparkled in the sunlight. As they stepped inside, the sound of soft music and the gentle hum of air conditioning enveloped them, a soothing balm for the senses. The interior of the mansion was just as impressive as the exterior, with lavish furnishings and decorations that seemed to have been plucked straight from the pages of a luxury lifestyle magazine.written by Isabella A sweeping staircase curved upward from the foyer, disappearing into the upper floors of the mansion. The walls were adorned with expensive artwork, and the floors were covered in plush carpets that felt like silk beneath their feet. Despite its opulence, however, the mansion seemed to exude an aura of menace, a sense of foreboding that lingered just beneath the surface. It was as if the very walls were watching them, waiting for them to make a wrong move. The old lady stood tall, her eyes fixed on the mansion before them, while her granddaughter clung to her hand, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. The little girl's gaze darted back and forth, taking in the opulent surroundings, and her voice trembled as she asked, "Grandma, why are we here?" The old lady's face softened, and she smiled reassuringly at her granddaughter. "Don't worry, dear," she said, her voice gentle. "You will know soon." Her eyes seemed to cloud over for a moment, and her smile faltered, but she quickly regained her composure. The little girl looked up at her grandmother, her eyes searching for answers. She seemed to sense that something was amiss, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. She looked around nervously, taking in the grandeur of the mansion, and wondered what they were doing in such a place. As they stood there, the sound of footsteps echoed from within the mansion, growing louder with each passing moment. The little girl's grip on her grandmother's hand tightened, and she looked up at her with a mixture of fear and trepidation. "Grandma, what's going on?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. As the old lady and her granddaughter stood before the mansion, a figure emerged from the shadows upstairs. He stood at the railing, his eyes fixed intently on the pair below. The man was breathtakingly handsome, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through them. His dark hair was perfectly messy, and his sharp jawline was accentuated by a hint of stubble. A small, charming smile played on his lips, but it did little to ease the sense of intimidation that radiated from him. He was dressed in a tailored black suit that fit him perfectly, showcasing his broad shoulders and lean physique. A crisp white shirt and a slim black tie added to his air of sophistication, but it was his eyes that truly commanded attention. They seemed to bore into those he looked at, as if daring them to cross him. written by Isabella The air seemed to thicken as he stood there, his presence commanding attention. The old lady's eyes flickered upward, her gaze meeting his for a brief moment before she looked away, her expression unreadable. The granddaughter, however, couldn't help but stare, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and fascination. The little girl, Violet, flinched in fear as she met eyes with the mafia man, Shawn. She quickly hid behind her grandmother, her eyes wide with terror. Shawn's expression was cold and calculating, his deep voice firm as he asked, "Why are you here?" Violet's grandmother, her face twisted with desperation, replied, "I brought my granddaughter to you." She tried to drag Violet from behind her, but the little girl held tight, her eyes fixed on Shawn with fear. Shawn's look didn't change, but a hint of amusement danced in his eyes as Violet's grandmother continued, "Please give me the money, and my granddaughter will be yours forever." A smirk curved Shawn's lips as he replied, "Sure, I can see you are desperate for the money." He snapped his fingers, and one of his men rushed to him, holding a big brown envelope. Shawn took the envelope and threw it to Violet's grandmother, who rushed to grab it with excitement. "Remember the deal, if you don't pay up in time, you will never see your granddaughter again," Shawn warned, his voice firm. Violet's grandmother nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with greed. "Yes, I know, thank you very much," she said, clutching the envelope tightly. Shawn lit a cigarette, his eyes never leaving Violet's face. Violet, sensing her grandmother's betrayal, sobbed, holding tight to her grandmother's shirt. "Grandma, please don't leave me here," she pleaded, her voice shaking with fear. Violet's grandmother pushed her away, her face cold and unyielding. "I am tired of you," she spat, her voice venomous. "Your parents abandoned you with me to go enjoy their lives elsewhere. I have tried enough; I need a life. You see this money; it's going to change my entire life... I got bad men because of you; nothing good comes my way anymore since the day your useless parents abandoned you to me." Violet's sobs increased, her body shaking with fear and despair. "Please, don't leave me here," she pleaded, her voice barely audible. "I promise to be a good granddaughter." Violet's grandmother scoffed, her face twisted with contempt. "You are a bad omen," she spat. "I am happy that I finally get rid of you. Now I get my life back. This is your new home, and your new master now. Don't worry, you will be treated nice here. At least you can have three square meals a day." Shawn watched the scene unfold, his look unreadable. Violet's grandmother patted her cheek, her touch cold and unloving. "Goodbye, Violet," she said, turning to leave. Violet held tight to her grandmother's hand, sobbing and pleading. "Please, grandma! Don't leave me here, please!" she cried, her voice echoing through the room. "Get off me!" Violet's grandmother pushed her away, and Violet fell to the floor, her sobs echoing through the room. Shawn's voice cut through the air, firm and commanding. "Stop crying!" he yelled, his eyes flashing with annoyance. Violet flinched in fear, her sobs subsiding as she held her breath, her eyes fixed on Shawn with terror. Some minutes later, Shawn sat comfortably in his chair, his legs crossed as he sipped his drink. His gaze landed on Violet, who sat quietly, sobbing as she squeezed her shirt. Her head was bowed, and her shoulders shook with each sob. Shawn's look was cold and unyielding as he asked, "What's your name?" His voice was firm, but Violet refused to answer. She kept her head down, her sobs growing louder. His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in annoyance. "Don't make me ask again," he warned, his voice dripping with menace. Violet slowly raised her face, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "V...violet, my name is Violet," she stuttered, her voice shaking. Shawn scoffed, "Violet? What kind of stupid name is that? Who in their right senses gives a child a name after a color?" He sneered, his lips curling in contempt. Violet's eyes flashed with anger, and she snapped, "My parents gave me that name!" Her voice was firm, but her body trembled with fear. Shawn's look didn't change, but a hint of amusement danced in his eyes. "Well, I don't care," he said, his voice cold. "From now on, your name is Sofia." Violet's face twisted in distaste. "I don't like that name," she said, her voice firm. "You have no choice," he growled. "You are mine now, and you must abide by my rules, young lady."his eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. Violet's eyes flashed with defiance. "It's Violet," she said, her voice firm. his voice turned cold, his eyes glinting with anger. "Sofia!" he yelled, correcting her. "Don't talk while I am still talking," he warned, his voice dripping with menace. "Your grandma sold you to me, and if she doesn't return before you turn eighteen and come back with the end of our bargain...I will have you," he said, his eyes glinting with a sinister intent. "So get prepared!" With that, he stood up and walked away, leaving Violet to her tears. Violet's body shook with sobs as she whispered, "I'll never be Sofia...I'll always be Violet."Several months later, three women's tummies had grown bigger, and they were due for delivery. They went out to their favorite cafe to hang out. Sofia's face glowed with excitement as she chatted with her friends. Nina's eyes sparkled with amusement, and Mabel's face lit up with a warm smile.They were engrossed in sweet and teasing conversation, their laughter filling the air. Their assigned bodyguards stood a little far from them, watching the surrounding area with alert expressions."Yeah, I remember that...." Sofia paused, her eyes widening in discomfort, as she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. Nina and Mabel stared at her, their faces reflecting concern."Are you ok?" Nina asked, her voice laced with worry.Sofia's face scrunched up in pain. "I don't think so, I just...." She got interrupted as Nina noticed her water broke."Your water broke, Sofia!" Nina exclaimed. "What does that mean?" she asked confusedly, still wincing in pain.Nina's expression turned excited. "It means
As the wedding commence, guests began to arrive, the exclusive wedding hall was abuzz with excitement. The walls, adorned with intricate gold leaf patterns, seemed to shimmer in the soft light, while the polished white marble floor gleamed like a canvas of elegance. The ceiling, a majestic dome-shaped wonder, was adorned with delicate crystal chandeliers that refracted the light into a kaleidoscope of colors.At the far end of the hall, a majestic archway, decorated with fresh flowers and greenery, served as the perfect backdrop for the wedding ceremony. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the soft hum of chatter and laughter.Mabel, resplendent in her stunning lace mermaid dress, stood poised at the entrance of the hall. Her delicate cap sleeves and sweetheart neckline framed her face, while the fitted bodice showcased her curves. The flowing train added a touch of drama to her overall look, and the intricate beading and sequins sparkled under the ligh
Weeks later, everything was set for the wedding. The venue and preparations were all in place, and the ladies' wedding gowns, along with their men's suits, had arrived from Dubai.The ladies, accompanied by their mothers and Rachel, arrived at the shop to try on their wedding gowns. They entered the fitting room, eager to see how they would look.As they emerged from the fitting room, they looked stunning in their gowns. Rachel's eyes widened in amazement. "Oh my! This is so beautiful."Mrs. Ruth's face lit up with excitement. "You girls look so perfectly gorgeous in these!"Diana beamed with pride. "You three are, without a doubt, the most beautiful brides in the history of California." The ladies burst into laughter.Sofia's face glowed with happiness. "The dress is pretty; we love it."Rachel smiled, her eyes sparkling. "It's going to be so much excitement on that day."Mabel's eyes lit up with a mischievous idea. "Can we take a picture and send it to them?" Sofia and Nina nod
Everyone was preparing for the wedding. The three ladies met with the wedding planner, accompanied by their men. The wedding planner was giving out the details of how he would plan the wedding, and the guys were listening attentively.Shawn's eyes were wide with interest, Jeff's eyebrows were raised in approval, and Troy's face was set in a thoughtful expression. In contrast, their women looked bored and disinterested.Sofia's eyes began to droop, Nina's head nodded forward, and Mabel's eyelids fluttered closed. The planner continued talking nonstop, oblivious to the women's tiredness.Shawn noticed his fiancée's fatigue and decided to intervene. "We have heard everything you have said, and we like the idea, do you guys agree?" he asked, turning to Jeff and Troy.Jeff nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, we love everything you have been saying."Troy smiled, "Just go ahead with everything and tell us how much it will cost."The planner beamed with happiness, "Ok, I will. Thank you."Shawn
Days passed, followed by weeks, and Sofia dropped by her family's house for a visit. As she walked in, her family's faces lit up with warm smiles."How is the baby doing?" Diana asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement."Do you guys care about the baby or me?" she asked, feigning a frown, a playful pout on her lips.Her family chuckled, and Lucas reassured her, "Of course, we care about you," his voice filled with warmth. "Well, the baby is fine and growing up every day," she said, her eyes shining with pride. "We can see that," grandma said, smiling.As they continued eating, Lucas brought up the topic of Sofia's upcoming wedding. "By the way, Shawn stopped by two days ago to discuss the marriage process," he said."Yeah, he told me," she said, a small smile playing on her lips. "Have you two decided on a date yet?" Grandma asked, her voice filled with anticipation. "Not really, we'll come up with a date soon," she said, smiling reassuringly.Her family smiled, seeming to
Annabelle was locked in a dark room, tied up to a chair. She struggled to get loose, her face contorted in fear and desperation. "Let me out!" she cried out, her voice hoarse from screaming.Two of Shawn's men entered the room, their looks stern. "Will you keep it down?" one of them yelled, and Annabelle flinched, her eyes wide with fear."Why am I here? Why tie me up?" she asked, her voice shaking. "To teach you a lesson and for crossing the line."The second guy sneered.Annabelle's face twisted in anger and fear. "What is that supposed to mean? Let me go!" she cried out, but the men sealed her mouth shut, silencing her. She kept struggling, but the men left her alone.About 10 minutes later, Shawn entered the room, a smirk spreading across his face as he saw Annabelle dozing off on the chair. He nodded to his men, who woke her up roughly.Annabelle's eyes snapped open, and she met Shawn's smirking face. Her look was a mixture of fear to anger."Hey," Shawn said, his voice drippi
Troy couldn't catch up with Mabel as she took a cab and drove off. He entered his car and drove after her.Shawn and the rest came out of the bar, sighing in relief. They took their women and left the bar.Mabel got home and paid the cab driver before rushing inside. Her face was streaked with tears, and her eyes were red from crying.When her family tried to approach her, she ran to her room and locked the door from the inside."What's up with her?" Rachel asked, confused.Then Troy rushed into the room, his face worried."Troy, what's going on?" Mr. Mark asked. "It's just a little misunderstanding."He said.He rushed off to Mabel's room, and her family stared confusedly at him. Mabel leaned against the wall and sobbed quietly.Troy knocked on the door, his face etched with concern. "Mabel, please open up and hear me out."Mabel's voice was laced with anger. "Go away!" "Please, just hear me out, please!"V came over with a spare key. "Here is the key." "Thank you."He said, his e
Mabel was having breakfast with Troy and Leo at the dining table, her mind occupied by the incident of yesterday. Her eyes were distant. Troy noticed that she wasn't eating"Is everything okay?" he asked. "Yes."she forced a smile, her eyes avoiding Troy's. She stood up to leave, her movements abrupt. "I will just go get ready for school.""You didn't even touch your food." His face showed concern. "You don't like it? I will prepare whatever thing you want to eat right now." "There is no need for that, I am not hungry." She replied firmly. She smiled forcedly and walked away. Troy and Leo exchanged a worried glance. "You should go check what's wrong with her? It seems she's bothered about something." Leo said calmly.Troy sighed as he stood up to leave.Troy entered the room to see Mabel packing her bag, her belongings scattered around her."Babe," he said, moving to her and holding her hand.Mabel's eyes flashed with a mixture of emotions, but she didn't meet Troy's gaze."What'
Mabel and Sofia were dozing off in class, their eyelids heavy as the lecture droned on. Sofia's bodyguard watched with amusement as they struggled to stay awake.He smiled knowingly and moved to them, his eyes scanning the room to ensure he wasn't interrupting. The students looked on, intrigued."Let me have your phones," he said politely, his voice low.Mabel's eyes fluttered open, confusion etched on her face. "Why?"The bodyguard's expression turned helpful. "You two are dozing off while the lecture is going on, so let me have your phones and record the teaching."Sofia's face lit up with gratitude. "Oh, okay."Mabel and Sofia handed over their phones, unlocking them before giving them to the bodyguard. He turned on the voice recorder and placed the phones on the table in front of them.Mabel and Sofia smiled gratefully at him, relief written across their faces.The bodyguard returned to his position, a hint of a smile still on his face. The students were amused by what he had do
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