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Chapter 10: Punish
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Sold to the Mafia who ruined me Chapter 10: Punish
I didn’t sleep.After Greco walked out and left me alone in the dark, I stayed exactly where he had put me. The sheets still smelled like him. My body still aches. And his cum dried on my thighs, evidence that he had taken my virginity.I hated him.I hated the way he had held me down. I hated the calm in his voice when he told me I was his. I hated the fact that my body had betrayed me.Most of all, I hated that he had walked away like it was nothing more than a transaction completed.I played on the bed and eventually I let the darkness consume me.The next day, I forced myself out of the bed.The bathroom was larger than any room I had ever lived in. There was a shower that could fit four people. I turned the water as hot as it would go and stood under it until my skin turned red. I scrubbed until it hurt, but it didn’t help. I could still feel him on me.When I stepped out, a silk robe was waiting on the counter. It was black, expensive and exactly my size. I stared at it for
Sold to the Mafia who ruined me Chapter 9: Trembling on his bed
“Put me down!”My voice cracked against his back as Greco carried me down the hallway. My fists struck his shoulders. My legs kicked. The emerald dress had ridden up high on my thighs. He kicked the double doors of the master suite open with one foot and strode inside. The door slammed shut behind us. A second later I heard the lock click.He bent forward and dropped me onto the massive bed.I scrambled backward immediately, pushing myself up on my elbows, my hair falling across my face. “Don’t touch me.”Greco stood at the foot of the bed, unbuttoning the cuffs of his black shirt. His grey eyes never left mine.“You’re already on my bed,” he said. “That part is done.”“I said don’t touch me.”He pulled the shirt off and tossed it aside. The hard lines of his chest and shoulders caught the low light from the bedside lamp. He looked completely calm, as if my anger was nothing more than background noise.“You signed the papers,” he said. “You are mine now.”“I will never be yours.”A
Sold to the Mafia who ruined me Chapter 8: Put me down
“Never.”Greco turned away from me. He didn’t argue. He didn’t raise his voice. He simply walked to the door, opened it, and spoke to the man waiting outside.“Take her upstairs.”That was all.There was no further explanation. Or any threat. It was just a simple order.The man in the black suit stepped into the room and gestured toward the hallway. “This way, miss.”I stayed rooted to the spot.“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I said, my voice low and tight.The man didn’t react. He simply waited, as if he had all the time in the world. Greco had already disappeared down the corridor, the sound of his footsteps fading.My hands were still clenched at my sides. Then the realization hit me.I had nowhere else to go.Veronica had sold me. The papers were signed. The gates had closed behind the black SUV. And the man who had pulled me out of the rain was the same man who now decided where I would sleep.I forced my feet to move.The man led me through long hallways lined with dark
Sold to the Mafia who ruined me Chapter 7: It's him
“You?”The word left my mouth before I could stop it.Greco Ashworth stood a few feet away. The same man who had crouched in front of me on the wet asphalt less than twenty-four hours ago. The same man who had dropped his coat over my shoulders and told me he wouldn’t hurt me.Now he was the one who owned me.My fingers curled into fists at my sides. The emerald dress suddenly felt too tight, and too exposing. I wanted to rip it off. I wanted to run. I wanted to scream.But I couldn't.Instead, I stood frozen, staring at him like he was a hallucination that refused to disappear no matter how many times I blinked.Mr. Harrington cleared his throat behind me. “Sir, the papers have been signed. The girl is yours.”Greco’s gaze never left mine. “Leave us.”The old man and the two bodyguards disappeared without another word. The heavy door clicked shut behind them.“You.” My tone was low, shaking with something that wasn’t fear. “It was you the entire time.”Greco slipped one hand into
Sold to the Mafia who ruined me Chapter 6: Who bought me?
If he wasn't the one who bought me…Then who was?The question refused to leave my head.I stared at the back of the seat in front of me, my heartbeat growing louder with every passing second.Beside me, Mr. Harrington looked completely relaxed.Like he hadn't just informed someone over the phone that I was prepared and ready.My fingers curled into fists by my side.I hated this…The deal.Clara.And most of all, I hated Veronica—the woman who always found a way to make my life a living hell.I stared outside the window, watching as people passed by.Some were laughing. Some chatting. And others were simply going about their day.My chest tightened from the sight.Less than twenty-four hours ago, I had been waiting for my boyfriend at a restaurant.Now I was sitting inside a black SUV after being sold to a stranger.The change happened so fast that it still didn't feel real.Maybe it was a dream…a nightmare.Maybe I would just wake up and discover that none of this had happened.That
Sold to the Mafia who ruined me Chapter 5: There's another boss
I turned and walked out, and she followed behind me. The closer we got to the living room, the louder the voices became. "She's coming," Veronica said. "Good," a deep male voice replied. My stomach tightened, my steps slowing down. A second later, Clara walked straight into my back. "Why did you stop?" I ignored her, my feet still rooted to the spot. "Move." She shoved me forward. I stumbled forward before gaining my balance. The urge to turn around and break the fingers she used to shove me was tempting. But I didn't. Taking a deep breath, I rounded the corner and entered the living room. The first thing I noticed when I entered was the men. Two huge men dressed in black suits stood near the door. Their expressions were blank and their faces stern. Then my gaze shifted to the man sitting on the couch–the one my stepmom preserved for guests that mattered. My heartbeat pounded so violently against my ribs that I was sure everyone in the room could hear it.
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