The Mafia's Slave: Claimed By My Stepbrother

MIA My feet were aching but I swallowed my complaints as I followed my mother. She was unusually quiet today and it bothered me. "Are you sure it's with him?" I asked my mom but she remained mute. We were currently heading to my stepfather's office to get my letter of admission to the state university that was sent as a mail, my mother informed me that my stepfather was keeping it in his office. I felt excited when I heard that I passed the entrance examination. My mom has been acting weird since this morning before I left for work. "When you go in, make sure you listen to what your father has to say and I want you to understand this is for the best," Mom said as we stood in front of the door I blinked rapidly in confusion, I don't have a good relationship with her husband and he hates me just as much as I hate him. But we tolerate each other because of my mom. He also has a son but we have never met. From what I heard he has a strained relationship with him too. "What's for th

MIAIs this how it feels like to be traumatized?I had cried so much to the extent my eyes could no longer produce tears, someone had died in front of me and there was nothing I could do about it.Her lifeless gaze settled on me like a silent plea for help I could no longer offer, I could hear someone vomiting at the other side of the room."Stay in line ladies the bidding is about to start" The other man ordered and I swallowed putting myself together, I can't stay here I need to find a way to run before it gets to my turn.I don't think I can stand this place for another minute so I approached one of the men, "I need to use the restroom" I lied and he glared at me like he wasn't buying my shit."Get back in line" He snapped but I ignored him."I really need to go now, I'm sure you don't want me going out there smelling like urine" I probed and he sighed."Take her to the bathroom," He said to the other guy and he led the way through another hallway and I followed silently looking fo

MIAMy eyes were swollen and red as I stared at my reflection on the window, the car swiveled past a few houses I felt like a sheep on its way to a slaughterhouse.He hasn't said anything since his terrifying speech of ownership over me, I still can't believe this is my life.If I had told Mia from two days ago that this is where we would be she would call me crazy, there is no way I'm going to escape this bastard. I just have to play along now and find out where he is taking me before coming up with an escape plan."Are you hungry?" He voiced out suddenly and I shook my head."You are going to starve to death, or is that your plan?" He asked but I ignored him.I could tell he wasn't happy about it but what I didn't expect was the sharp tug on my hair. I cried out as he yanked my head back with my hair invading my space.What's with these men and pulling my hair?"When I speak to you, you answer!" He growled and instead of being scared I was conscious of our proximity, I breathed in h

JACKIE My blood boiled with rage and jealousy. So if I hadn’t come in when I did, Keith would have had his way with that bitch.She was in the exact position I wanted to be, desperately; bent below Keith Von Quavo, with my lips wrapped around his huge cock.Keith didn’t know this, but I had seen his cock in its glory.More than once.I had watched him when he didn’t know I was, and wished every single time that he could slide into me and pound me ruthlessly until I climaxed. Keith had the sexiest cock I had ever laid my eyes on, and someday, it would all be mine. He would plunge into me while I moaned his name, and afterwards, I would swallow his cum.“Jackie,” Keith snapped, bringing me back to reality.My nipples tightened with arousal, and I craved for Keith’s firm fingers to squeeze them tightly. I wanted to experience that bittersweet taste of pain and pleasure.“Have you even been listening?” Keith asked me.My head was so filled with illicit thoughts and imaginations of Keith

KEITH I had to take care of a lot of stuff at the institute, which amazed me, because I was only gone for a few days, so how come things went this bad in the blink of an eye?I rubbed my eyes tiredly.“Maybe you should get some sleep,” Saint suggested.He was sitting in my office.“I can’t do that until I am done here,” I told him.“But you have been working for straight twenty-four hours. I think you need a break,” he insisted.“And I said I will rest when I am done here,” I also insisted.I really don’t like it when anyone makes me feel like I don’t know what I want. Saint knew this about me, and the fact that he was insisting just made me really upset.“Is this because you want to hurry off to your new sex slave?” Saint asked suggestively.My jaw tightened in annoyance.“Watch your tongue, Saint,” I warned him. “There should be boundaries even in friendship,” I added.Saint raised his hand in surrender.“I was just teasing, Keith,” he said. “You see why I said you were stressed? Y