All Chapters of The Mafia Boss's Submissive : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

America. New York City.."Why the hell would you call a redhead like me a witch?" I glared at the old man. "I already told you—I don’t fuck grandpas," I snapped, storming out of the VIP clubroom."Yo! What’s up, Micah?" Ricky shouted, trailing behind me as loud rap music blasted from every corner of the club."Don't tell me you told Friday that you love her again," I say walking to another hallway, where there are crowds of people dancing and drinking."You are the reason why Friday won't say she loves me back," Ricky mentioned still following me."Well." I stopped on my track glancing at him. "Her life isn't some fucking borin' fiction you know. Just continue fucking her and your relationship would go on smoothly. Cut the bullshit called, love." I said with disgust. "Can it even be the name of an animal?" I eyed him as he gave him a purse. "You know who to give the drugs to," I said in conclusion walking away.I strolled to the other clubroom which is less noisy with strippers pole

"Your mother's condition is stable, but we haven't seen any significant improvement in the last few years." The doctor stated. "I know this isn't the news you were hoping for, but we are still monitoring her closely and are doing everything we can to ensure her comfort." He added."Thank you, Doctor," I said with a sigh. The doctor gave me a light squeeze on my shoulder before turning and walking away.I glanced at my mother, her face obscured by a clear plastic mask that covered her mouth and nose. The mask was connected to a machine that was keeping her alive, and a thin tube ran from the mask to the machine. I was struck by how small and fragile she looked, lying there in the hospital bed. The mask made it hard to see her face, and I found myself wishing I could just see her smile one more time. I reached out and gently touched her hand, feeling the cold plastic of the IV tube that ran from her arm to a bag of fluid hanging above the bed."Mother," I called gritting my teeth, keepi

As if being auctioned off wasn't enough. I was given strict instructions by those gangsters to do as said and if I dared disobey, I would be killed, not only me but my mother and pathetic father!And now what? I'm being commanded by an autistic guy who just switched mode.Although I was left aghast at how he said those words clearly without stuttering or talking like one who's suffering from ASD I stood still, not attempting to follow him.I'm done being an obedient pup!He turned back, raising that familiar blue eyes which resembled that of Adam's but I was still on my stern gaze."Well..." He called."Mr. Sull---" I opt for him to remind me of his name, and suddenly he drifted back to his autistic state and my eyelashes could come off from my eye at how I raised them surprisingly at him."Dear, are you beginning to converse with Micah?" Mrs. Stone walked forward and I took a quick glimpse at her, then back to her son who was having me crack my head at the sudden change of disorder.

If you ask me about what I'm afraid of right now, it is the fact that Sullivan fooled his family.I don't know if he's autistic, but I'm sure he's a psycho.He had acted so innocently when his sister interrupted us, and I would have fallen for his pretense and called him a true autistic patient with how he had acted.I didn't miss any of the cold gaze he threw at me when he walked to the staircase before focusing my gaze back on his blond-haired sister, who was looking coldly at me, but I wasn't moved by the stares she was giving me as I tightened my folded hands, still keeping them on my chest."I thought you were asked to serve my brother," Ginevra said more like asking me a question."Does it seem like I don't know my job yet?" I fired at her, wondering if my job was ever serving a lunatic like her, her sadistic, unstable brother, who wanted me to be his submissive.At the thought of what Sullivan had told me and remembering the underground world he had taken me to, I wished to tel

I looked around the busy city of Sicily at night. Cars were driving on the road with some people walking on the sidewalk.I didn't even know where I was going, I just wanted to run away from that pathetic psycho who wanted me as a sex slave.After hearing his words, I knew he wasn't pulling a prank, and for two days he said, I would be in his underground cage, confined like a prisoner and he would have pleasure with me.His voice echoing in my head was even making me tremble.Although I don't know if I'm beginning to get excited at the thought all I could think of is; he's a real monster.Who has sex with a lady while imprisoning her?"Please, help me. I was kidnapped by some gangsters."I shouted in one breath and the ladies glared at me muttering some Italian words at themselves. "Fuckin help me, please! Or just take me to a cop shop." I begged."Sorry, we can't help you." One of them said and they hurried away."Seriously!" I shouted after them. "Gosh!" I exclaimed as I pushed my ha