Semua Bab Bought For His Son; Pleasured By The Don: Bab 1 - Bab 7

CASSANDRA Chloroform. Captured. Tied to the bed. “I sold you to the ruthless italian mafia.” Being injected. I jolted up from the terrible dream, sweating profusely. It wasn't real, just a nightmare. That was what I convinced myself with, except—this wasn’t my room. In fact, I had no room, since I was supposed to be in a twelve-hour flight. I tried to sit up properly and regretted it immediately. A sharp jolt pulled my wrists and I looked down to see chains. My hands were chained to the bed! No…this can’t be happening to me. My mother didn’t sell me, it was just a tragic dream I needed to wake up from. I scanned the room, it was a bit dark, but I could still see some things, furniture, paintings, and then—a figure! Seated on the black leather chair. Dread filled me as the realization that all this wasn’t a dream dawned on me. My eyes scanned his body, his legs crossed, he wore a well tailored suit and his eyes…staring right at me. “Who the

MARCO Her pleas fell on deaf ears. I had to teach her how things were done here. I ignored the stares and glares as I walked back into the house. The party was over, and it’s all because of her! She ruined it and embarrassed my name. I walked into my office, throwing the tie and suit off my body. Everything about that lady was infuriating me. She’s the only woman who’s ever dared to challenge me. Perhaps I should increase the punishment? Make her feel my wrath. Whether she likes it or not, she will learn to submit to me and my orders. I turned the computer on. I was curious to see how she was coping with her punishment. I’m sure she will be in tears by now, pleading for mercy on her knees. The cold room when heard seems like an easy punishment until you stay there for half an hour, naked. I enlarged the cameras on the screen, only to see her bare breasts bouncing freely with every movement she made. What the hell was she doing? Trying to break the fucking c

Cassandra. “Master…faster…harder, please… fill me with your cock!” “Tell me how badly you need it.” “Desperately, sir.” “Bend lower, open wider.” He growled, “Say it…who owns you?” “You… I belong to your master…only you!.” The lady cried out, and I desperately wanted to scream at her to shut her mouth. The air was mixed with the scent of sex and sweat that made my stomach churn. The sound of skin slapping echoed around the room, moans, groans, and filthy words…and I stood frozen but didn’t dare to look at them. I wanted to walk out, wanted to curse at him…but I couldn’t. Not when I feared what he could do to me. The sounds increased again, table creaking, the lady screamed out loud, and I curiously turned my head to peep. My breath hitched at the sight before me, the lady was now lying on the table, her legs wide open and her hands handcuffed, breast bouncing with every brutal thrust. And him? Marco rammed into her like a beast. His cock was buried deep i

Cassandra. I stormed out of the room, not angry…but drained. ‘This was the only way’ I had repeatedly convinced myself before taking that offer. It’s not like I had a choice. Either way, he would still make me do it. And at the moment, my mind wasn’t at peace. A lot of ‘what if’ and questions clouded my thinking. How will I be able to have sex with someone that despises women? How could I convince him? Perhaps if I could tell him my story and the whole ordeal. He could sympathize with me? If perhaps I did, will I be able to leave my child with this monster? But then again, I could make out a plan from this. Get Macro to trust me and then figure out a way to escape. I could use this ‘child’ stuff, since he’s so desperate to get closer to him and find the easiest way out. I heaved a deep breath, my head was already starting to ache, and I just needed to breathe away from all this and have a moment of peace. My eyes scanned the hallways,