All Chapters of Blackmailed By The Ruthless Mafia CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 10~ I DON'T LIKE THE DARK

Larisa staggered inside the house, blowing her hair out of her face. Her blackmailer was behind her, locking the door to the house he confessed to having bought. It was just as fancy as she thought it’d be. Three floors and they were on the second one. A portion of the walls were made of glass and the windows were big, big enough to fit two of her through them. The marble floor made the place seem more extravagant…that along with the chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. At the front of each floor, she’d noticed from outside that there was a balcony and though there was a beautiful case of stairs that was capable of doing its job, there was also an elevator that could do it quicker. This house was one she hadn’t ever dreamed of stepping foot in, so why was she in it; drunk from the liquor she had consumed with the stifling need to vomit? Larisa looked back at the man who brought her here, lifting her index finger to point. “I should leave…you obviously got me drunk and brought me

CHAPTER 11~ BREAKFAST IN BED

The light from the sun penetrated Larisa’s eyes as she opened them, blurrily peeking around at her surroundings. From what she could see, she was in a room, a very extravagant one at that. The yellow curtains that Julian held onto made way to large, glass windows that projected the sunlight onto her. There was a ceiling fan above her head, gold in colour and the bulb in the centre of the blades was turned off. There were many other things she could’ve noticed too, but Julian’s presence was too disruptive and oppressive for her to look away from him for too long. So she kept her gaze on the smile on his lips as he let go of the curtains he seemed to have drawn open and approached her. “You’re awake now, I see.” He walked around the bed, and her eyes followed him warily. There was a distinct pain in her head, a familiar one and probably one that added up to the reason why she couldn’t remember how she even got here. “I made you breakfast…or rather, I asked Mariann to do it for me.”

CHAPTER 12~ SIGN

“A contract…?” “Yes, one that will stop you from running away during the duration of our agreement.” He gestured to the cocktail table in front of the sofa. “There’s the contract, and the pen…sign.” Larisa placed the tray on the empty end of the table, and took the contract and the pen in her lap instead. Her hands were shaking, she was kind of scared...that's been happening a lot lately. But she was sared to be bound by a contract and more scared that this contract would bound her to him. She knew that he saved her life, she knew he paid off her uncle’s debt…but did she have to sacrifice two months of her life to pay him back? Water filled her eyes as she looked down at the paper. “I wasn’t going to run away, after all, I have nowhere to go…but signing a contract makes the reality of this even clearer. Did you have to?” “Yes, absolutely. Now sign.” He leaned back on the sofa. “You can read it if you like, but regardless of what you say about its content…I won’t change anything.”

CHAPTER 13~ HOUSE TOUR

Mariann programmed the elevator to take them to the third floor. As it went up, she turned to Larisa. “Your room is on the third floor, I’ll take you there first.” Larisa nodded, waiting on the doors to open when the elevator stopped. When they finally did, Mariann was the first to walk out, and Larisa followed. Just like the previous floor, the wall was painted white, and a gold chandelier hung from the roof of the sitting room that greeted them as soon as they exited the hall. “There are three rooms on this floor. Yours; which is the first room on the left, Mr. Maverick’s which is right beside yours, and the room on the right is being used as Mr. Maverick’s home office. There is also a kitchen just after the hallway between your room and the office. I usually do the cooking though, so you might not have to use it.” She gestured towards the first door on the left; Larisa’s room. “Let’s have a look. Everything you could possibly need is in there, even the bathroom is adjoined. Mr

CHAPTER 14~ DEPRIVED OF PRIVACY

Larisa flopped down on the bed as soon as Mariann left, promising to bring her lunch in an hour or so. She was tired. The house was so big that she felt she’d walked miles just to tour it. It was beautiful and all, but even still, Larisa did not want to live here. The beauty of this place had not diminished her fear. She was used to her whole life being a mess...but living here with a monster was a new challenge; one she wasn't sure she could overcome. Sighing frustratedly, she rolled onto her back, staring fixedly at the ceiling. She wondered... What else did he have planned? Why did he want her here? And how exactly did he plan on using her? He already had a house help. He had a mansion, money, staff, security~ everything a man could possibly need...so what did he need her for? Did the prospect of him having so much influence over her choices excite him? Or was there something else she wasn't seeing? But what? Only one thought popped up in her head, and it was the name

CHAPTER 15~ FREAKSHOW

Julian reclined in his chair, staring at the computer in front of him with extreme focus. The beauty before his eyes was celestial; not at all of this land. Breasts as full as the blue moon outside, and a bottom plump enough to fill his hands. Soft and delicate the culprit looked, pricking at the willingness he had to watch and turning it into hunger. He wanted her, the hardness of his length was a testimony to that, that, and the way in which he watched every move she made with a longing he had yet to fulfill. Her hands looked so delicate gliding the soap across her skin, and in a way, he wished those hands could be replaced with his. However, his would explore her body in a more intricate manner. Slowly...every touch would be meaningful. But alas, her urgent hands weren't his, and even if he wished to, he couldn't be the water that ran freely down her skin; breaching places nobody else had… He was just a man; one she didn't even want near her...one she couldn't yet comprehend

CHAPTER 16~ A STORY

Julian stood in front of the mirror in his closet, folding his collar as he looked at himself. He was wearing a black suit and a white button-up shirt beneath it. The shirt was not buttoned all the way to the top; revealing a bit of his chest. A black, leather belt settled around the waist of his pants that somehow went well with his black shoes. That's it, he was ready now. With a bit of perfume along his neck, he walked out of his room, stopping at Larisa's door. He knocked, and a couple seconds after he did so, she responded. “Five minutes…I’m just trying to get this up.” “Okay.” Julian answered, looking down at his watch to check the time. It was 8:37pm, which meant he was thirty-seven minutes late for his meeting…and that grieved him. There was nothing he hated more than being tardy. He was barely ever late for his meetings and never unprepared…and yet this one; one that was so important had slipped right by him. In regards to being late, he’d called the club, and asked the

CHAPTER 17~ A DECISION

Larisa licked her lips when the air made them dry, eyes darting from the club back to him. She had the opportunity to get revenge, but should she take it? She was well aware of how dangerous this could get…but the writer within her had stirred awake…that and the memories of what he’d done to her when she was vulnerable and afraid of dying in that room. Her fingers twitched in his hand, and a chill ran down her spine. Maybe she could name her story ‘The Blackmail’, or perhaps ‘Blackmailed by a mafia man’…or even ‘Blackmailed By The Ruthless Mafia Boss’ However, she needed proof, and she didn’t know how she’d go about getting it. She needed photos, and if she wanted a great sale, then videos and recordings would be her best bet. Her bottom lip slid between her teeth in deep contemplation, and every breath she took came out with great effort. Should she do it? Or should she just put this all behind h~? “Larisa…?” Larisa jumped, his voice frightened her. She was so deep in thought

CHAPTER 18~ LEND ME YOUR TOY

Julian placed the glass down. "Now, shall we do business?"Fabio nodded, fingers tapping the desk as he looked over at Dante and Leonardo. "Business, Fratelli?"Dante smirked. "Yes, let's talk business."Leonardo was quiet as always, only issuing a nod.Beside Julian, Larisa remained silent. He could still feel the subtle tremor of her fingers that rested in his grasp beneath the table.Only god knew just how hard he was restraining himself from drawing his pistol and putting a bullet through Fabio's skull. Every reaction from Larisa belonged to him, and the fact that he'd worked so hard not to frighten her, only for Fabio to do it within minutes gnawed at his patience.How dare he speak to her like that?If not for the deal...If not for its importance...And if they weren't family...They'd already be dead at his feet.Fabio reached for the glass Julian had taken from him, pouring a bit of liquor inside. "It's the same offer we proposed. Exclusive access to our ports and distribut

CHAPTER 19~ THE CONCLUSION

Larisa breathed in deeply as soon as she shuffled inside the car. The meeting had been hard to endure, especially with multiple dark, predatory eyes watching her every move.Julian's cousins...they were...they weren't ordinary. They addressed her as a toy, even though she was a walking-talking human being just like them. She didn't understand it...At the sound of Julian entering behind her, she looked over at him. For a moment in there, she thought Julian would've handed her over to them.But to her surprise, he'd defended her at the expense of losing a multi-million dollar deal, why...?Her eyes flickered down to his hand when it reached for hers, pulling it into his lap. "I'm sorry about that." He said, resting her palm flat against his thigh and his above it. "I hope those fools didn't shake you up too bad.""They uh..." Larisa licked her lips nervously. "It's fine...I'm fine.""I'm glad." He turned towards Sebastian in the driver's seat. "Take us home."Sebastian drove off, slow

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