SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN

As 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. wr

Violet stood at Shawn's doorstep, her hand hesitating over the door handle. she knew once she stepped inside, there would be no turning back, she felt pained knowing she is giving herself to a monster, somebody she despise the most in this whole wide world, she couldn't think of hour to escape, she just wish for the ground to open up and swallow her up or her grandmother could just walk in through that door.Her heart sank, and she felt a wave of despair wash over her. She was trapped, with no escape in sight.She thought for a while and idea rushed through her mind, she rushed back to her to change into another clothes.Shawn, on the other hand, was oblivious to Violet's turmoil. He was lying on his bed, shirtless, working on his laptop. When someone knocked on the door, he stood up, expecting it to be Violet. He opened the door, and his eyes widened in surprise at Violet's appearance.Violet was wearing a tight jeans trousers with a big polo, and her hair looked messy with an exces

Violet's eyes blazed with anger as she stared hard at the man, her face contorted in irritation. She struggled to free her hand from his grasp, but he held tight.The man smirked, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "You look stubborn, I guess you are new here," he said, his voice dripping with condescension.her face twisted in annoyance, her voice firm. "Let go of my hand," she warned, her eyes flashing with anger.The rest of the people in the room laughed, seeming to enjoy the exchange. The man stood up, trying to flirt with Violet, but she pushed him off, and he fell back into his chair.The room fell silent, the people present looking on in surprise. Violet's face was red with anger, her eyes blazing with fury. "Don't you ever!" she said, her voice loud and clear.She turned to leave, almost bumping into Shawn, who was standing behind her. His eyes narrowed, his face expressionless. "What's going on here?" he asked, his voice firm.The man who had been flirting with Violet spoke

Violet and Mabel sat in the library, studying together. Mabel's expression turned concerned, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You mean your Dad refused to let you come to the party?" she asked. "Yes, I told you he is a hard nut to crack," she said, her voice low. Mabel sighed, as she thought for a while. "How about I follow you to your house and ask for permission from him?" she suggested, her eyes sparkling with determination. Violet's face lit up with a wide smile, her eyes shining with excitement. ✓✓✓✓ After school hours, the car drove in, and Violet and Mabel stepped out, Mabel's eyes widening in awe as she took in the sight of the mansion."Woah! This is heaven on earth," she exclaimed. "I didn't know your Dad is one of the top ten richest men in the whole wide world," she said, surprise.Violet scoffed, her looks wry, if only Mabel knew the story behind everything. "Come on, let's go inside," She said, leading the way, with Mabel following behind her, and the guard bringin

Days later, Shawn received a phone call from Mr. Mark, and his expression turned thoughtful as he listened to the proposal. He agreed to the dinner invitation and hung up the phone.Later, at lunch, Shawn informed Violet about the dinner plans. "Get prepared, you are coming with me this weekend for a family dinner," he said, his voice firm and serious. "Really? You are having dinner with your family?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity. "Don't ask silly questions, just get yourself ready," he said, his voice firmly annoyed. "What if I refuse?" she asked, her voice laced with sarcasm. "You don't have a choice, I decide for you," he said.Violet's face turned disgusted, her eyes rolling. She scoffed and continued her meal, avoiding Shawn's gaze, her look sulky.During the weekend, Shawn arrived with Violet at Mr. Mark's mansion, and she was surprised, her eyes widening in amazement. "This is Mabel's house," she thought to herself, fascinated.As they entered the livi