Molly:A dry throat woke me up. I forced my eyes open, but I was surrounded by darkness. Now I can breathe, unlike before, when all I inhaled was a huge dose of chloroform, causing me to pass out.The door to the room was suddenly yanked open.“I see you are awake,” a male voice said, and I immediately gulped down. He did not sound like the guy who threw the sack over my head. It was softer, but with an accent.“Please, I need some water,” I said, and he approached me and ran his hands across my face.My stomach tightened in disgust as I felt his hands on me. There was nothing I could do because I was bound and blindfolded.He spit on me and yelled. “You deserve nothing more than death. Accompanied by your husband. That beast!” Then someone yanked the door open.“Hey hey, Kassim,” a familiar feminine voice said.I was convinced she was the one, but I had my doubts.“You can not do that to her. Remember, Giulia wants her to be in tip-top shape. We can only explore her sexually,” she ex
Farrell:I sat shirtless on the sofa near the bed, holding a glass of wine and a cigar in one hand. I stood there, watching her sleep peacefully. A part of me wanted to yell at her face and wake her up. She was stubborn, and she attracted trouble everywhere she turned.I noticed some movement from her, so I gritted my teeth and observed her. She immediately turned around and drew her eyes open.“Farrell?” She called out, squinting her eyes. She immediately sat up. I sipped the remaining drink in my glass before pressing the cigar on the ashtray.“What happened? Where is Kate, Maya? I have to...”“Kate and Maya are fine. They are glad you are okay,” I said, pulling out my phone to play their voice messages.“We are deeply sorry for what occurred, Molly.” Maya said. “I wish you had said something sooner,” Kate lamented.Then she sat, her eyes glistening with tears.“How about Devonne?” When she asked, I felt a surge of rage because I knew what she was going to do next.She was going to c
Molly:I was not in the mood for it. I did not want to have sex to silence myself or be punished to make me fearful. A normal life was all I yearned for.He took heavy steps towards me, and I sat up, curling backwards.“Get up!” He growled, but I remained motionless and shook my head in disapproval. He stood in front of me, gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows as he stared at me.“I won’t repeat myself, Molly!” He yelled, but I stayed still.This cycle had to end at some point. I was tired of yelling, and he appeared to be more energized than ever.“I am politely asking you to get up, and if you make me repeat myself. I’ll…” He was saying calmly when I cut him off.“Do what you want Farrell, I am fucking tired,” I told him.I did not want to cry in front of him, but my heart was racing and my eyes were welling up.I just wanted to go home and rest or return to Kate. I wanted to go back to the way things were before, but he would not let me.He approached me and sat next to me. Th
Molly:“Get dressed. We are leaving in a minute,” Farrell instructed me. He then yanked a section of the sheet off and wrapped it around his waist.I was still on the bed, my head down. I lifted my head a bit to face him.“What should I wear?” I asked, staring at him.I had never stayed at this hotel before, and I had no clothes with me.“Your bag is in the wardrobe,” he said without looking at me, then walked out.I scoffed and got out of bed. Then I dashed into the bathroom for a quick shower.The chilled water droplets on my shoulders helped to calm my nerves. I had a lot on my mind, but I knew he would never give me the answers I needed. I would have to figure it. But for the time being, all I wanted to do was go home and rest. All I could hope for today was that there would be no drama. I was looking forward to a day free of activities. I just wanted to lie down and read my books while getting kisses from Farrell.I did not want anyone to be killed.When I finished taking a bath,
Molly:Farrell’s voice and what appeared to be a woman’s voice jolted me awake. I stood by the door, listening intently. It was a woman, but it was not Cassie. He had told her off that day, and it would not make sense if she were here. Most of the time, what he did made no sense.This voice sounded softer, happier, and more alive.I waited until they had gone a little further. Then I quietly pushed open the door and followed them, walking gently with my back to the wall and hiding behind the pillars in the hallway.The lady’s hands were cuffed to Farrell’s elbows, and she took every opportunity to graze her body with his. For a while, I tried not to jump to conclusions. When they reached the end of the hallway, I expected them to turn right and descend the stairs, but they turned left. Farrell had warned me not to go down the hallway.I was not supposed to go there, but he had a lady jump up and down around him as they walked to the room.Was I doing something wrong? I questioned mysel
Molly:I swam for a while, and he just sat there staring at me with a dirty look on his face. He seemed to be fascinated by how I moved my body in the water.Was I enticing him? I questioned myself as I looked at him, puzzled. After a while, he threw his body back, using his elbow to support himself on the sunlounger.Suddenly, another thought entered my mind. I swam to the pool’s stairs. As soon as I reached the surface, I squeezed my hair. Then I walked towards him, swaying my hips with each step. I came to a halt in front of him, and he simply stared at me.I started untying my bra, and his eyes immediately widened. He sat up and immediately drew me onto his lap.“What are you doing?” When he asked, I removed my bra. After that, I took his hands in mine and placed them on my left breast. I held his hand and made him stroke them while humping him back and forth.I watched as he threw his head back, closing his eyes and letting me do my thing. I paused for a moment before beginning to
Molly:Last night was the worst combination ever. How could he jerk off right after we had sex? Was I not satisfactory enough? At least he moaned my name.I awoke feeling as if bricks had been thrown at me, only to open my eyes to find Farrell laying on me. He appeared to be sleeping peacefully. Looking down at him, I ran my hands over his perfectly toned back. As I ran my hands across his back, he adjusted, and his grip on my arms tightened slightly.I wished he would trust me.I wanted him to, but he was not ready. I didn’t know what his fears were, and he would never admit it. Underneath the “I am a mafia boss” persona was a soft man who wanted to be loved. I’ve been growing tired of his games lately. Maybe it was the sex, I could not tell, but I wanted more of him. I needed to be let into his enormous space; I thought to myself, unconsciously drawing a square with my index finger.He stood up right away, and I took a deep breath. That is when I realized I had not been breathing pr
Molly:I had just finished a bath and was on my way down to breakfast when I heard muffled groans coming from Farrell’s room. This time, he did not sound like he was jerking off—he was in pain.My heart pounded faster as the groaning continued. I grabbed the doorknob and turned it with trembling hands. When I opened the door, I saw Farrell kneeling on the floor, covered in blood and tiny glass shards. I saw him pull the glass from his fist and then growl in pain.“Farrell!” I screamed with tears in my eyes as I rushed up to him.“Molly, stay away!” He growled, but I didn’t care.I kept walking towards him as his brow furrowed. This man was crazy. How could he bleed profusely and expect me to stand there with my arms folded?“I’m warning you, Molly!” He bawled, but I kept going.I came to a halt in front of him, staring at his bloodied body and knuckle.“Why do you keep doing this to me?” I asked, my eyes welling up with tears.I felt bad seeing him hurt himself. It pierced my heart in