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Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord If I'm there, you will regret it.
Jasira watched as Alejandro and Maxwell walked out of the club. His blue eyes were fixated on her and she bet he was smirking under that black mask. "He scares me," Barbie whispered beside Jasira as she shifted her gaze from the devil. "He gave me goosebumps and made me shiver," Jasira muttered back to her and let out a relieving sigh when they left. Barbie breathed out all the breath she didn't know she held in all while glancing at Jasira whose eyes were still fixed on the door. She grabbed her arm before she dragged her to the changing room seeing that the coast was clear, she turned to her. "What did he say to you?" Jasira exhaled and fisted her ginger hair in her palm, her heart shrinking thinking about the condition between both of them. "He wanted me to be his sex slave." She answered barely above a whisper, she avoided making eye contact with Barbie and played with the hem of her clothes. Shame eating deep into her gut. "Are you serious?" Barbie
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord Darkroom, cod feelings.
The black Mercedes drove past the white fountain and drove further before it was packed in front of the white manor. Jasira's heart was pounding really hard as she got down from the car. This might be the second time she was here but she was more nervous than anything. Sweat tickled through her back when she saw the figure standing at the threshold, she halted on her steps and breathe heavily. The devil was waiting patiently for her with his hand tucked in the jean pant he wore. Making sure she avoided making eye contact with him, she checked his dress out, first time she was not seeing him in a three-piece suit and all formal wear. A simple black turtle neck and a jean, his feet were covered in simple slippers, even though the dress was meant to be casual and less fearful. He made the dress look so dangerous. The smirk that lingered on his face became more visible when she got close to him. She swallowed her lump, her heart was thudding loudly in her chest and s
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A low scream escape from her when the light popped on. She blinked her eyes continuously to be sure she was not blinded by the sudden sharp light. Alejandro was in her room sitting languidly on her bed with his right leg over his left. It was intimidating, exuding greatness. His blue eyes shoot to her across the room, she traced his gaze and it landed on her boobs. A low gasp left her mouth, she wanted to cover her boobs but she couldn't because his gaze suddenly heated her, letting adrenaline rush through her. She swallowed her gulp when he refused to remove his gaze, her nipples are starting to hurt, they are straining against the thin cotton towel she had on. "What are you doing here?" The question had left her mouth before she realized how stupid she sound. This was his fucking house, how could she ask him that? She saw that there was a twitch on his eyebrow, a twitch he decide not to hide, he wanted her to see how ridiculous her question sound to him. Alejandro s
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord Going somewhere
A sleepy groan slipped out Jasira's mouth as she pulled the comforter up her head, she made a mental note to close the window blind the next time. Oh! there won't be a next time. She sprangled up from the bed immediately at the thought, today was her second day here and it had felt like centuries already. She pushed the comforter away only to notice she was still in her towel, every part of her body heat up as the memory flooded her head. They took up space in her head showing her all the embarrassing she did yesterday. She begged! She freaking begged for his touch, for his sinful hand to dominate all of her body. This was dangerous, she was supposed to hate him, everything about him especially his hands. This freaking manor was dangerous, everything about the high white manor was destructive for her tiny self. She scurried down the bed and walked lazily towards the ensuite that was bigger than the one at her formal house, it was bigger and finer but it doesn't
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"Going somewhere." The chill voice resounded through her head. She knew the voice too well but she still prayed it was not the one she knew as she slowly took a right turn and her jaw dropped and her eyes bulged out. She could easily mark out the face in the darkness, he was visible to her like in the broad day. "Huh?" He asked pulling away from the wall he lounged on, he knew it! He knew she would try to escape that was why he kept a mini camera and tracker on the hairband he wore for her in the morning His instinct was never wrong, one of the multiple skills he had that got him to where he was today. "Seems like you failed to plan very well." He smirked going towards her in heavy steps, he wasn't shocked when she started moving back at his every step toward her. "Or you can never plan well because I'm smarter than you." "And I own you!" He added darkly. Jasira was too stunned to speak, she only want to get out of his sight, and run away from his life.
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It had been hours or even days she have been retained here. She had lost track of time, she didn't know how long she had been held here in capture without food and a little water. The skin on her wrist kept tearing their self from the tight cuffed. Her shoulders hurt from being twisted in the wrong direction for so long that she fear that her joint hasn't dislocated from each other. The pain was less compared to the fact that she hadn't seen her capturer but she would admit that she love it. She was not ready to meet him, she didn't want to face the devil yet. She can't stare at the darkness in his eyes and she can't withstand the horror atmosphere that filled anywhere he was. Her stomach rumbled due to hunger and a weak groan left her mouth before she threw her head back. Her eyes felt dizzy with stars blurring her sight, she could faint from the hunger that she was feeling now. She shifted uncomfortably on the chair which almost result in her falling to the ground b
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The loud and aggressive opening of the door hauled Jasira up in her sleep. She squinted her eyes adjusting them to the illuminated figure that was trodding heavily toward her. It was the same guy that kept her here, she went still on her chair when he stood in her front towering over her with his huge figure. Why are Alejandro's men so huge and tall? She left the thought when she saw him crouching down to her level and grabbing the chair leg. Is he going to tie her again? She panic but immediately tried to jerk away when she felt his cold touch on her ankle, he held her in place as he uncuffed her right leg and then her left. She stared at him dumbfounded. "What... what are you doing?" She stammered wiggling on the chair. "Shut up, bitch." He spat and Jasira didn't know when a scoff left her mouth. She could accept any insults but not one from a manwhore or a puppet following his master. "I'm not a bitch." She retorted rudely. The guy glanced up and let
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"What are you doing here?" Jasira didn't know how her legs suddenly stopped moving and her breath started to fail her, her new oxygen was filled with the new intoxicating scent that was making her gasp for breath. She clasped her sweaty finger together and slowly turned to her intruder. "I asked a question." He reminded icily, his cold voice cutting deep into her skin. His eyes roamed around her and notice that she was looking paler than In the morning and her wounds seemed treated even though it was not plastered. "Ammm...huh." He watched intensively as she stammered rubbing her thumb together. He decided to let her continue her drama without rushing her. He shouldn't spare her for being in the control room, the cameras are being watched here and any intruder could penetrate through them here. "I was... finding my way to the kitchen and I end up getting lost." Her words threw him out of his thought and he glanced away from the screen back to her. "I swe
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