All Chapters of Blackmailed By The Ruthless Mafia CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Larisa’s eyes shot open, a frightened look on her face as she looked around. She had just woken up from a nightmare, a terrible nightmare! But as she looked around at the same hotel room it had all taken place in, she realized it was not just a nightmare; it was reality. Everything happened in real life…her freedom was taken away from her at the expense of her life. The ropes were gone, but her hands still felt sore, and though the room was empty, the fear in her heart still remained. The two men standing by the door… The guns in their hands… And Julian standing right in front of her with an evil smirk across his lips. She didn’t know when she fell asleep or when he left, but she remembered everything else. Her desperate cries for help, and him telling her that no one would come to her rescue. It was like a horror movie and Julian Maverick was the psycho killer. Julian Maverick…he wasn’t just a thug or a businessman, he was the devil; heartless, a man who knew no mercy. She ha

Larisa did just what she told herself she would. When she got home, she sat in front of her computer~ job searching until it was past 5:00pm. It was then that she went to the bathroom, took a shower and got dressed. It was time to head out. She hadn’t forgotten about the address in the message. However, that wasn’t where she went. Instead by 6:30pm, she was in a total different place. You see, she felt a bit...out of it. Being blackmailed and fired in one day definitely loosened a few screws in her head, and then being told that she wouldn’t receive this month’s salary despite it being close to the last day of the month loosened the rest. How was she supposed to pay off the remaining of last month’s rent, and the one that was due tomorrow? Larisa clenched her fists, pushing the door to the police station open. Frustration was like a shadow of her steps, following her everywhere she went since this day started. She wasn't even sure where she got the courage, but tonight would be th

“Is that so? That offer is alluring enough…especially since I like ‘everything’ about you.” His hand reached for her face, and Larisa flinched when he swiped the loose strands of hair sticking to her wet cheek behind her ear. “But you need to understand that I hate nothing more than a tardy person. I’m always on time…I got here several minutes before 7:00pm…if you were going to bring my boys to visit, you should’ve brought them eleven minutes earlier." He clicked his tongue. "You shouldn’t have made me angry…your beautiful face is now ruined with tears, and your arm’s bleeding…god, I hope it doesn’t leave a scar.” He leaned closer, analyzing the nasty wound he created; one she hadn’t even known was there. “It’s not deep, I’m glad you apologized before things got even worst.” 'Even worst...?' Larisa thought, her breaths shallow and hard. She nodded, not knowing what else to do. She kind of found it hard to speak, she was scared to the point where even his words were almost incom

Larisa woke up in the hotel room and just like the night before, she was alone in the big bed…making her feel as though everything that happened last night was but a damn dream. She knew it wasn’t. The band-aid on her arm was proof enough…that, and the fact that she was lying on the very same bed he'd patched her up on. She sat up, throwing the sheets she had been neatly tucked in off her, and sliding off the bed. She looked around, immediately noticing a sticky note that was glued to the bedside table. She slowly picked it up, squinting at the words. ‘I had to leave early for work. Take the phone with you, it’s yours now. I’ll call you later.’ Larisa’s hand trembled as she picked up the phone, gripping it tight in her hand…why was…? Did he do this to taunt her? Because he knew she had no choice? She gripped the phone even tighter, walking out the door with a heart that was on the floor. She took a cab home, and went back to job hunting. That was one of the reasons she'd blindly

The car stopped in front of a building, one that seemed far too pretty and luxurious to be a restaurant. He opened the back door and stepped outside, offering her his hand which she reluctantly took. A pleased smile graced his lips as he helped her out, entangling her arm with his. “Sebastian, you can go for a spin, I’ll call you when we’re ready.” “Alright sir.” After the response from his driver, Julian led her inside and a waiter greeted them immediately. “Good evening, sir…I hope your day has been great and if not, I hope the food here will make it better. Let me take you to your table.” He led them further inside, to the table in the very center of everything else. Before she could pull out a chair, Julian did so for her. “Sit.” He commanded, his voice low and his tone surprisingly gentle. She eyed him warily, her orbs holding nothing but confusion. She didn’t understand it, just now back at her house, why’d he help her? Why’d he kiss her? And why did he bring her here? Why w