"Eros Castillo is a monster," Cassandra overheard a girl saying behind her. The market was busy but she strained her ears to listen to the two girls following behind her.
"He is a sexy monster though," replied the other girl.
Cassandra had heard a lot about Eros Castillio. She had heard about him from her father, she had heard about him from her mother even from friends, strangers, market women, priests, and even kids and none of the things she heard were good. He was a living terror to the people of the town and the worst of it all was that he owned half of the town. No one ever messes with him and goes scot-free. She had not seen him before but she gets shivers whenever she hears his name. But this time around, she does not only get shivers, her heart flies whenever she hears his name.
Her father has become Eros' victim. Eros had visited them twice, but her father was always quick to hide her and she had never gotten to know why. Her father had borrowed money from Eros for her mother's medical treatment when her mother was so ill, but now, he couldn't pay it back and Eros had made life a living hell for him. She looks at her father these days and he looks so old and frail, that she didn't know what she was going to do.
She would have saved her old man by getting married to a rich man and paying off that debt but her heart had fallen for Apollo, the son of her father's best friend, and her father who was a content man never had issues with it. Apollo and his family were just as wretched as them, that's why he had not married her after engaging her for two years. She knew the young man loved her and would do the needful if he got the means, and she was okay with that.
Eros had enough money that he could easily forget the amount her father had borrowed, but he was too heartless to let anyone breathe. He was a devil in human form, yet people say he was very handsome.
"Right now, he is at Mr. Orion's house," the first girl said. "Rumor has it that he borrowed some money from Eros for his wife's treatment. Poor man, the woman still died, leaving him in huge debt and at the hands of the deadly Eros. He might kill him this time because Ethel said he is wrecking chaos in the whole place, or he might even carry him away and make him suffer with hard labor"
The bag of vegetables Cassandra was holding dropped from her hands.
"He has a beautiful daughter, why not marry her off and pay back the debt?" the other girl asked.
"Have you forgotten she is engaged to Apollo?"
The voices of the girls sounded like echoes in her head, as they went in a different direction from her. Orion was her father and those girls just said Eros was going to take her father away. She blinked and shot off, pushing other people out of her way as she ran. She didn't mind the gruff expletive that escaped their mouths, nor the stare of disdain the people gave her as she ran, nor the constant reminder in her head that she shouldn't be seen around home when Eros was there. Her father wouldn't want her anywhere near the house at that moment. But they can't kill or take her father away. He is all she has got.
She ran all the way home and decided to ignore the strong warnings in her head to stay away from home. She barged in from the back door and heard her father's voice pleading and whimpering.
"Papa!" she cried when she barged into the room. She was panting profusely from the run and she was sweating.
The men who were torturing her father stopped and every eye in the room turned to her. She rushed to her father who was on the floor covered in bruises and whimpering in pain.
"Cassie, why did you come?" Her father whispered.
"I heard from the market that they would take you away."
"Who is this?" a deep male voice asked.
Cassandra followed the voice and saw a man she had not seen at first when she came in. He was seated on a chair by the corner, his face hidden. Could that be the almighty Eros Castillo?
"Take me instead!" her father wailed.
Cassandra's brows knitted together in a scowl. She can't let them take her father.
"Papa, they can't take you away," she whispered.
"Oh, Cassandra, why did you come?" her father asked in a grief-stricken voice. "He is heartless."
Cassandra looked at the man again. Smoke was whirling around his hidden face.
"Cassandra run!" her father said.
Without a second thought, she stood and bolted from the back door before the men could do anything.
"Get that bitch alive!" she heard the deep male voice yelling.
That must be Eros. Her heart kept hammering, and tears ran down her cheeks as she ran. She didn't know where to run to but wanted to run far away from the monster she had heard about so much from people. She was almost at the gate of the farm when she heard gunshots behind her. She turned her back, looking back at their farmhouse, almost breaking down, wondering if her father has been shot.
But she decided to keep running. When she turned her face forward again, she saw the figure in front of her. Before her brain could process who it was, she was hit so hard in the face. She saw stars, her head spun, her vision blurred and she found herself crashing to the ground. She tried to open her eyes but darkness enveloped her Before her eyes closed and her mind went blank, she saw the shoe of her attacker, he had a big foot.
"Lo siento, papa," [I'm sorry, papa] she muttered and slipped into unconsciousness.
"Suck it, b*tch. Yeah, take it all in," he said as he pushed his length into her mouth, pounding into her mouth furiously. She gagged as the tip of his length kept hitting the back of her throat, but he didn't give a care in the world. All he wanted was his pleasure and satisfaction.The woman was kneeling in front of him, blindfolded and her hands cuffed behind her back. He grabbed the back of her head to make her steady. When he was satisfied with pounding her mouth, he released her hair and removed his shaft from her mouth, excess water dropped from her mouth. He carried her to the couch in the room, her legs were bound too. He laid her down making her kneel on the couch, her face placed on the leather of the sofa. He took the whip from his bed and flogged her ass, she gasped in pleasure. He flogged her again, she let out another moan of pleasure, he kept flogging her until she said her safe word. He dropped the whip and went up to the couch, kneeling behind her, spread her leg
Cassandra stopped fighting when she realized that no matter how hard she wriggled her body, she was not going to be able to escape her captors. She had gone completely blank when that huge man hit her and when she had woken up, she had seen herself in the middle of two hideous-looking men with big bald heads and tattoos even on their heads. She was scared but being stubborn, she won't let them see her fears. Even though she couldn't escape even if she wanted to, they still tied her all up. There were four men in the car with her, two in the front seats, and the other two were in the backseat with her, she didn't think she had seen the man that hit her into oblivion.She didn't even know where she was being taken to, but she knew she was going to escape these people very soon, although she didn't know how that was going to happen. Then she remembered the gunshots she had heard back at their farmhouse and tears strolled down her cheeks. They killed her father.
Eros flipped the whore over and was about to go into her when his phone rang, he glanced at the nightstand, and although he couldn't see the name on the screen clearly, he kept looking at the phone as it vibrated on the wood. He ignored it and plunged into the woman who moaned with pleasure, but he was losing concentration because the phone wouldn't stop ringing. He grunted and pulled out of the horny woman, the interruption turned him off already and his shaft became flaccid immediately. He reached for the phone, rolled over, and laid on his back. It was Javier, his friend, and his business partner."Can you explain to me why you chose to call me by this time of the day?" he asked once he answered the call."Eros, the deal is done. I talked with the investors from Kuwait," Javier's bobbly voice sounded over the phone.The whore climbed Eros' body, looking at his shaft which was still sealed with a condom. He ignored the woman because the topic Javier was talking about was a very
Apollo was quite uncomfortable with the atmosphere at home. His parents were not sounding completely happy, even though they were all smiley. They were happy to see him, but he was certain there was something else they were uneasy about. He had just come back from the army and was excited that he was home. He had gathered enough money to claim his bride and he had spoken to his parents about it, and they had been happy about it, but he had not wanted to tell Cassandra's family, he wanted it to be a surprise. But with the negative vibes, he was getting that night, he knew something was definitely up. It must be news about Cassandra getting married to another man. He had braced himself for that news.He let it hang in the air until he was done freshening up and until his mother served the dinner. As they ate, he observed his parents and realized they were avoiding any topic concerning the Lopez's. When he couldn't pretend anymore, he dropped his spoon drawing his parent's attention
WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This chapter contains violence, use of substance, and strong language. Read at your own discretion.The brunette mixed the substance on the table, hit it with a ruler, and sniffed it. She smiled as she sniffed in the substance and tilted her head up, looking at the ceiling. This was what she lived for, this was why she kept all those drug lords and rich men around, they give her enough money to get her coke. She wanted nothing more in life as long as she kept f*cking men to get her coke. Last night's client was one she wouldn't forget in a hurry. He was a hunk, very hot and handsome, and a master in bed too. He was the kind of client she needed every night, he didn't only give her the most mind-blowing sex, but he also tossed her a huge pay, which would last her a few days. And she loves his angry spirit.Although he had been mad at her for disrupting his phone call with his friends, she still found him sexy even when he tossed her out of bed and choked her while threa
WARNING⚠️⚠️⚠️🔞: This chapter contains sexual content which might be offensive to some readers. Please do not read if you are below 18. Do not read if you are not a fan of BDSM sex. Read at your own discretion.Cassandra watched as the two women bonded with ropes and cuffs and knelt on the floor. She didn't understand anything Lucia said to her. She leaned closer to Lucia again and whispered. "Do you mind explaining the game to me?" "Is BDSM, you know what it means right?""I have heard of it.""Okay, now you are going to watch it and know what it entails. Just watch and learn. Most of these men here are very dominant when they have sex, so this is what they do to you when you go into the bedroom with them. You become their slaves.""How does that even work...?""We have two slaves here!" a middle-aged man announced, interrupting Cassandra and Lucia. The crowd in the room cheered.Lucia quickly turned away from Cassandra as if glad she was liberated from the floods of questions
WARNING: ⚠️⚠️⚠️🔞 This chapter contains sexual content which might be offensive to some readers. Only for 18+ readers. Cassandra never thought she would enjoy this kind of sex whatsoever. The women were literally in pain and were crying and she wondered how anyone could consent to be punished in the name of sex. The men were using vibrators on the women, whose hands and legs were hung and spread apart now and they were screaming, but the screams sounded like it was that of pleasure. The audience was cheering, and when the men inserted their shafts into the asses of the women, they began to moan as the men banged them menacingly."Do you f*cking like it?" the men kept asking as they banged the women.The girls kept nodding and replying in muffled voices as the men hit them. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" the girls kept screaming. Cassandra stood up and whispered to Lucia that she was going to the restroom. She felt like she was suffocating in the room. Lucia pointed her toward
The time to choose a girl to spend the night finally came. Cassandra was surprised to see other girls as new as she was brought out to the center of the room. The old girls filed up at a corner, while the new girls line up at a corner. As expected, the new girls were all nervous and some of them were wiping from what they have heard. Cassandra didn't want to get nervous, but her hands kept quivering. They were required to clutch their hands behind them and keep their heads straight. Eros was the first to choose a woman of his choice and he had to start with the old girls. Cassandra knew most of those old girls were pretty and she hoped he chose from there. But Eros looked over the faces of the girls and he didn't seem to have any interest in any of them. It seemed he was searching for someone because he looked long at only brunettes, or maybe he was into brunette women. When he was done with the old girls and didn't pick any of them, Cassandra could see the disappointment i