Sold to Mr. Mafia

Iris POV“Where are we going sister?” I asked, this didn't look anything like the newtown market.“We are almost there, Iris be patient” She gave me a reassuring warm smile.I nodded.It had been thirteen years since I started living at the church, thirteen years since my father dropped me off. Promising to return, to come back and take me along.I could still remember that fateful night vividly.His eyes were empty without emotions.My mother was nowhere to be found.The sound of the church door closing as I stepped in."Iris, I have to go, I’ll be back to get you okay ? " my father's voice echoed in my head.Tears streamed down my face as I watched him disappear that night.I waited for him to return, days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months.But he never came back.After my father's abandonment, the only thing I had as a family was the church. Sister Anne took me as her very own child. The church became my home.“Sister Iris.” I remembered as sister Anne's sweet voice wo

IrisIt has been three months since Joella was taken away. I knew this cause I spent most of my time counting days since she was taken. The cell beside me was empty,no slaves had been brought there.With Joella gone,there was no one to stop me from speaking defiantly. I was always getting into trouble. The sound of a whistle was heard and all the slaves immediately rose up. The guards went to each cell to open them.One approached my cell and unlocked it, he shouted at me to move fast. I shot a glare at him and I regretted it immediately,he had seen me. He fished out a horse whip from his waist and whipped my back.“Ahhh!!!” I shrieked in pain. I didn't need to be told twice to move. I joined the long train of slaves currently moving to the bath arena where we had out bath.“Walk faster wretched slaves!!” A guard bellowed and I cringed at this.The older ones could not walk faster and the guards did not hesitate to lash on their barks with the whips. Their groans filled the hall. My e

Iris“Three hundred million gold coins.” I heard a deep voice say. People in the hall started whispering and gasping, looking back. I was shocked too,my eyes scanned the area following the direction of the voice.I didn't see the person clearly.But from the figure I saw,it was a man. He stood in the shadows with someone beside him so I couldn't see him clearly,but I could see his eyes. His piercing silver grey eyes stared directly at me, I shuddered in fear.I heard the auctioneer finalised the bidding, I had been sold yet again. I sniffed and wiped my eyes, when I looked again the man was gone.Some huge men in black came up to the stage and pulled me up. They must have been sent by the one who bought me.“Move.” One of them ordered.I stood up weakly and tried to walk but I fell. I was exhausted, my whole body was in pain and my head ached badly. The men looked at each other unsure of what to do.“Miss, please try to walk.” I heard one say coldly.I couldn't help but give him the si

IrisI saw my life flashing before my eyes as my breath was knocked out of me by the intense grip on my neck."Ple…ase for…give me," I tried to form words through my throat, but every attempt only led to me gasping for air."Do you know why I bought you, huh?" he mentioned, his voice commanding.I nodded my head, gesturing a no as tears began to fall down my cheeks, but he still didn’t spare me this time. He pulled me off the ground by my neck, making me feel dizzy.I had just pushed him a little, and all this was my return."You are my pet. You are only to do as I order and accept everything I do to you. Sparing your life only depends on my mood; your body and soul are all mine. Not even the wind can touch what's mine," he said, his voice cold and commanding."I have bought you," he spat out those words with anger, and I could feel it in the intensity of the grip on my neck.Just as I felt all the air in my head was suddenly gone and I was feeling dizzy, he finally dropped me down, r

Vyon’s pov"Please, Lord Damon, I really won't do this again; forgive me.""Keep quiet," I ordered.As I loaded several bullets into the gun and pulled the trigger, I shot directly through the man's skull, with multiple bullets penetrating. He collapsed, his blood splattering all over the room."There's no such thing as forgiveness or sparing in my chambers," I declared. "As long as I've been disobeyed, “Boss Little Iris is no more in the mansion.""A guard mentioned, 'I smirked; this little pet has lots of guts. She was indeed sweet; that's why I couldn't hold myself from going several rounds. Still, she fainted.'"‘Her soft moans made me want to do wild things; her soft breasts and tight hole made me feel addicted, losing my rationality.’"Find her quickly and make sure to lock her up," I ordered. "Since she likes slave treatment."****Walking to the attached basement, I could hear soft cr