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.
"Okay, can someone tell me what's wrong? Did Cassie get married to someone else? I won't be surprised."
"What? No," his mother said and tried to chuckle it off. "Cassie is still your bride..."
"Stop it, mama, I am not a kid, two years is a long time and I wouldn't blame Cassie if her heart beats for another man, even though it's going to hurt a little... a lot actually."
His parents exchanged glances, and his father cleared his throat and leaned closer. "Son, it's good that you thought this way, but the situation is quite different. You know Cassie's father owed the Mafia a huge debt and he couldn't pay it back even after Celina died. The Mafia took Cassie away."
"What?!" Apollo sat up, his eyes darting from his father to his mother. "Eros Castillo took my bride away?"
"Apollo, there is nothing anyone can do about it. We will just have to wait and see how it unfolds," his mother said.
"Bullshit! Mama y papa," [mama and papa] Apollo shot up from his seat. "Bullshit! Cassie is my bride and I love her." His voice was filled with bitterness. "I am going to pay back all that money and get back my woman."
"Apollo, please, don't get involved with the Mafia. Eros is too dangerous for us to handle. Where are you going to see that kind of money to pay him back? He is dangerous and won't hesitate to kill you, you are our only son," his mother pleaded.
"It's Cassie we are talking about here, mama." Tears were already in the eyes of his mother. His father stood up and walked up to him.
"Apollo, we never wanted to tell you because of this reaction. You just said you understand if Cassie's heart beats for another man."
Apollo turned to look at his father. His eyes were already glassy. "Are you serious papa? Cassie was taken against her will, Papa, ella aun es virgen!" [Papa, she is still a virgin]. He walked towards the door and turned to his parents. "If I don't have the money to get her out of there, then, I will get her my way. If it's not Cassie, it's no one else." That said, he bolted out of the house, leaving his parents staring at him as he left.
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The night that had been so glorified by the other girls finally came and Cassandra didn't know how she felt about everything. Earlier, she had been caught in a web when Lucia had asked her if she was a virgin, and a statue she had so proudly held with her head up suddenly made her ashamed to admit it. She had looked from one girl to the other and they had all stared at her with curious eyes.
"I rather not say," she had said to them.
That had brought scowls and more scorn for her, but she didn't care. She knew that wasn't her place and she wasn't going to stay there forever. Chief had called some other ladies who had dressed them up and made them up. Cassandra wasn't comfortable with the dress. For one, they were too skimpy and exposed a lot of skin and it brought her even more hateful glances as the Chief commented on her.
"This one is a looker," Chief had said once she was all dressed. "Going to make a lot of money, huh?"
Cassandra overhead what the other girls were saying about her but she pretended not to hear, completely ignoring them. She hadn't planned to be noticed this way anyway. Those girls didn't know that she found the Chief's comment quite offensive; if it were on normal grounds, she would have lashed back at the woman.
"Look as pretty as you can tonight, this is the only night you get to be free in one month," Lucia walked up to her with a hairpin and pinned her hair.
Cassandra turned and smiled at her in appreciation. "Who is Elena?" she whispered in Lucia's ear. Everyone has been saying she was going to be the second Elena.
Lucia huffed and put on stud earrings. She had outdone herself that night and it got Cassandra wondering if she would ever become like those girls. Would she ever be grateful to be able to see men just for one night? She was not ready for that kind of life.
"Elena, poor girl," Lucia said sadly. "But, she kind of got what she deserved. She was too stubborn and behaved like she didn't belong here."
Cassandra was baffled. Was anyone supposed to belong here? She wanted to speak some senses into these girls' heads but she could only do that in her dreams.
"Get ready to leave girls! Tonight would decide your fate!" the Chief's voice rang out throughout the whole place.
The girls stood up and quickly left their rooms, going out one after the other in a single file. Fearsome men stood by the entrance with machine guns, looking at the girls as they filed out of the shithole they have been put into the breezy night. Cassandra followed behind Lucia who was humming as she saw the starry sky. At that moment, Cassandra felt a tinge of relief that those girls felt. She had been locked up here for just three days, but she was grateful for fresh air; somehow, it promised freedom.
They were led towards the main building and into a large room with dim red and blue lights. Disco light rotating. Everything was dim but there were a lot of men. Lucia leaned closer to Cassandra's ear.
"Did I tell you? This is also a night that most girls are being sold to other masters?"
"What?" Cassandra whispered back quite uninterested in what Lucia was saying. She was carried away, looking at the other girls going over to men and seducing them. She didn't see any man who looked like the one who kidnapped her. "Why are they going to those men?"
"It has already started. I would soon find a catch. You are not allowed to get a catch just yet unless Eros rejects you," Lucia said winking at a man at the end of a pool table. "Feel free tonight and do whatever you want. Once Eros comes the game would begin."
"What game?"
"Orgy game, wait and watch." Lucia winked at Cassandra and went over to the man she had winked at.
Cassandra found a seat in a secluded corner and sat down. She didn't know what the hell was going on. A man offered her a glass but she refused. She didn't want to start drinking, she didn't know that this kind of thing existed in the world. She has heard of orgy parties but she has never experienced them once. The party was filled with all kinds of nudity. Some girls were pole dancing naked, while some lap danced on men.
Just when she was trying to relax, the front door opened and the night air hit her from across the room, making her look up. Four men walked into the room. Their presence commanded the attention of everyone in the room and there was murmuring and whispering in the house as they entered, especially from the girls.
These must be the real demons. Cassandra thought as she took in their every detail.
Everything about them was intimidating, from their hair to their toe, especially the one that stood out as the leader. Cassandra recognized him, not him but his big foot. He was the one that had knocked her down back at home and he was the one she had watched the day she arrived. Now, she had the opportunity to see his face fully, although the lights were dim, she saw him anyway. If he was the Eros Castillo everyone had talked about, then she had agreed in her heart that he was indeed Lucifer's reincarnated. He was beautiful in the face and had a sexiness that seemed so loud that it was almost deafening. The grace at which he walked was too much for any average man to bear.
He looked like sin, but sweet sin, Dangerous temptation in fine cotton. What was she doing? Was she checking him out? Just as she was about to remove her eyes from him, he turned and his eyes caught hers. She felt a sudden spike in her heart rate and felt her hands suddenly quivering. She needed to look away from him, she tried to will her mind away, but she couldn't. His eyes still stayed on her, locked and piercing. It took a mental vice to force her eyes away from him. But she pleaded for the ground to open and swallow her up when he started towards her.
Her life was suddenly going to take a very bumpy turn.
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
"Perfecto! Perfecto!" Eros bellowed. Cassandra stared bewilderedly at him. What was he saying? Was he going to take her virginity just like that? Without passion? The real question was if she was going to lose her virginity like that to this dangerous man. She rather dies. She hated him even more for being so casual about her purity. Cassandra stared at him with so much hatred, but she bet that was not going to ruffle him either, he had sold his soul to the devil, and nothing could soften his heart. "Now, strip down and come here." It was a command. His voice has taken a more serious note. It was clear that she has wasted his time enough. But she couldn't bear to be deflowered by a man who didn't even have any atom of feeling for her. What was he going to do after he was done with her? Throw her out of the room, while she was in pain? Leave her in the room and walk away when he was in the room. She fought back her tears, she was not going to show vulnerability, it was o
Apollo sat on their patio, scrolling over and looking at the pictures of Eros Castillo on his cell phone. What could he do to get his revenge on this man? He knew who people said Eros was, but he had to be overthrown or killed by someone someday. He was skilled as a Marine, but he didn't know how Eros and his men operates. He couldn't just pin a crime on him without evidence and Eros had his way with the laws. He was just young, but he was going to throw Eros down for stealing his bride-to-be. He has been sad since he came back home and had barely eaten any food. He could tell his parents were worried about him but he couldn't be okay when Cassie was out there somewhere, maybe suffering. Tonight, he was outside, scheming a plan to get back his bride, even if it means fighting dirty. The moon was a bright silver plate above the sky, and the wind moaned through the trees, but Apollo seems not to notice. The door to their house cracked open and his father stepped out with a pullov
For days, it was touch and go for Cassandra. Skirting through the edges of consciousness, she woke and saw her mother smiling down at her. She wanted to talk, she wanted to reach out and touch her mother's face but she couldn't. Her body was too limp to move. It was like that for days.When she finally woke up, she saw a strange woman sitting by her bedside. The room was strange to her too and she tried to recall how she got there. The last thing she remembered was running out of the mansion, towards the gate."You are finally awake, sleeping beauty," Adella said casually, ignoring the confused look on Cassandra's face.Cassandra tried to seat up but pain shot through her like a spare, she gave up and remained lying on the bed. Trying to talk, she realized her throat was too dry, she cleared it."Where am I?" she asked."In my room," the old woman answered, smiling for the first time. Cassandra almost sighed with relief at the thought that she was no longer in Eros' mansion. "To
WARNING: ⚠⚠️⚠️ This chapter contains explicit sexual content. For 18+ readers only Carlos came out of the shower and was drying his hair with a towel when he heard a loud banging on his entrance door. He waited a while, looking towards his bedroom door. He wasn't expecting anyone, except Eros had already found out about his little adventure with his woman. Eros was the devil's son and had ways of finding out about everything. It could also be that the b*tch Dimitra had run her mouth while trying to please him, or the slave whom Eros shot had decided to leak a secret to save her life. The banging came harder the second time, he dumped the towel he was using to dry his hair on the dresser and went out of his room, headed down the stairs into the living room and to the door. He took a deep breath and peeped into the peephole. His racing heart slowed down a bit when he saw Dimitra standing there, looking like she had a good cry. His brows drew together in a frown. He wondered how she