Sold To The Mafia

DISCLAIMER! This book contains scenes of sex and violence. Please read at your own risk.Samantha wore her favorite Pink Princess dress that her mother bought for her; every time she wore this dress, she hoped that her father and his new wife would accept her and maybe let her play with her half-sister Jane and stepbrother James. She only saw them once when her father came to talk with her grandfather. Samatha and her mother Alison moved into her grandfather's cottage after her father left her mother for his childhood love when she was three years old.Samantha swirled, happy, then ran towards her mother's room, "Come on, Mommy, Daddy will be here soon; you have to come and kiss me goodbye before I go." Samantha stopped and had a frown on her little face when she saw her mother lying in bed, not moving. " Mommy!" The little girl shouted a little louder, hoping her mother would wake up but noticed the older woman lay still with her eyes closed. Samantha hopped onto the bed and crawl

SAMANTHAI don't know how long I have been here but it feels like months. I wonder if James got my letter and if he is missing me as much as I miss him. The man my father sold me to is just as bad as him. I have been beaten, starved, and raped by many of the guards and the man himself. I feel dirty and used. I sometimes wonder why God can't take me away from this hell. I don't think a man will ever look at me with love after they see my body, hell even I feel disgusted with myself. "Everyone stand up and get ready," a man yelled at us. I'm being sold again, I don't know why people do this. We are human beings, not items but what do I know right? I'm afraid what if he wants me back? I can't imagine what I'm going to do if he finds me again. "I said move bitch!" He raised his voice and forcefully shoved me. I hissed when his hand roughly touched my back. The pain from being wiped earlier. My eyes begin to fill with tears from the pain but I moved faster at his demand. I watched the

SAMANTHA"And this is your room, for the time being, Miss Black," Mr. Williams said once he stopped in front of a wooden door. Once he opened the door and let me inside he left me alone, I let my eyes roam the room. The walls were painted a light grey color that went well with the dark tile floor. The bed that lay on one side of the room was spread with grey and black sheets and a couple of pillows. In front of the bed stands a black sofa, and on one side near a balcony stands two black armchairs with a glass table. The room has many windows that overlook the ocean. I can feel a smile forming on my lips as I sit on the bed. How nice will it be to sleep on a bed again instead of the cold floor? Ever since my grandfather's death, I have never slept in a bed just a thin worn-out mattress because Brittney didn't want to spend money on someone like me. The same with the man my father sold me to, we were a few girls who shared one flimsy mattress. Shaking my head to get rid of the horr

The next day I had a quiet morning inside my room. I was happy that I didn't get to see Apollo, especially after last night.The rules he set for me make me scared and what scares me, even more, is the fact that I have to give him an heir. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock."Come in," the door slowly opens and reveals Iris."Mr. Nicolaou wants to speak to you," she said opening the door a little wider."Here she is Mr. Nicolaou," Iris said once we arrived in the lounge. 'Thank you," those words Iris left leaving us alone once again."You need to get ready," he ordered."For what?" I asked"My parents are having a party and you are my wife-to-be," He clarified."I'm not sure if I'm ready to meet your parents.""You don't get a say!" He glared at me."Get your ass in a shower and get dressed," he said before walking past me.I sight before walking back to my room to get ready for his parent's party.Once I got out of the shower I got into a black strapless dress with some silver

Apollo looked beyond pissed.The girl that was with him soon followed us into the limo.Looking at her this close I can see her blonde hair is growing out and her hair is damaged. Anyone with eyes can tell she had plastic surgery on her face and body.Her dress barely covers anything. Why do woman dress like this? I wonder as I look at the girl in front of me.Looking out of the window I saw James staring at us from the stairs I can't make out his facial expressions but I can tell from his body language he was mad.An hour and a half later we finally pulled up in the driveway. Apollo opened the girl's door before they walk in side hand in hand. I take a deep breath before entering the house. This is going to be a long night I just know it. Making my way to my room to get out of this dress and sleep.I begin to take off the dress and put it in the back of my closet where it won't get ruined. It sucks a beautiful dress.I took a nice long shower and do my night routine brushing my hair