All Chapters of RUINED BY THE MAFIA CEO : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

BRITTANY'S POVNo fucking way, Brittany! You couldn't just walk off with a stranger.But I wasn't thinking straight, I didn't know if it was Margie's words earlier or if it was the alcohol.Or maybe I just wanted to make my mom squirm wherever she was.And besides…if I was doing firsts, a one night stand wasn't so crazy. I was in the club, I was drunk, I sexy danced with a stranger.Sex wasn't so bad. I nodded as I stared up at the hot stranger, giving my approval.However, as we left the club, I couldn't help but wonder what the hell I was getting into.But I couldn't have said no even if I wanted to. There was something so irresistible about this man and I wanted to follow him anywhere.If he turned out to be a serial killer, at least I wouldn't die a virgin.The drive to the hotel was blurry. My brain seemed to have stopped working and before I knew it we were in a hotel room and things were getting pretty heated.Thankfully, he had preferred the lights off. I would have felt embar

Bryan's wedding reception took place at the Bowery Hotel Ballroom and I was reminded of how rich Bryan had been.That should have been enough to clue me in, right? But I was young, stupid and hopelessly naive when I met Bryan.Why would I ever think a multimillionaire CEO would want a plain boring girl with parent issues?And I thought I could last as his girlfriend without having sex with him? But he had led me to believe that he was fine with it after I explained how much my mom's cautions still echoed in my head.He said he would wait until I was okay, until I was able to forget my mom's voice telling me I would burn in hell for sleeping with men I wasn't married to.“Get your head out of the gutter, girl!” Margie whispered beside me, and nudged me pulling me out of my head.I smiled at her, a grateful smile. I didn't like thinking of my mother…How she preached tirelessly, read the Bible to me but she didn't mind starving me or beating hell out of me when she thought I did someth

I had no idea how long I had been out but when I woke up, I found myself lying in bed.At first, I thought it was like the first time and he must have left while I was out again.But a quick look around told me I wasn't in the same hotel room I walked into with Zayne last night.Last night? I wasn't sure…how did I even get here? Did I pass out or something?Or did he knock me out? I panicked when he called my name and that was the last thing I remembered.Why did I feel like I missed something about him? He had felt dangerous and his name sounded familiar but I couldn't remember…What time was it? Where the hell was I? Margie must be looking for me already and losing her mind.Right, serves her right. Maybe she would stop dragging me into things so recklessly.I couldn't tell what time it could be at all, the room was dark and the windows were too high for me to see out of.Why did the room have such a tangy and dark feel? Like someone had been kept here before…for a long time.Fear r

True to his word, a young lady, who looked quite younger than me walked in with a tray of food several hours later.Does that mean I should believe every single word he said? He must keep to his word.Unfortunately, everything he had said so far was frightening. I was still burning with humiliation at how easily I had unraveled at his touch and I was hoping I never saw him again.“Your meal is here, miss Brittany.” the lady said, smiling softly as she dropped the tray of food on the bed.I was just noticing how empty the room was _ there wasn't a table for her to have dropped the food on.It was like he was making sure I never had a chance to escape. The room was comfortable enough but it felt like a prison at the same time.Where was this place? How long had I been here? Was he really not going to let me go? What on earth did he want from me?“Miss? Miss?” I jumped slightly and looked up at the lady…“What?” I snapped. I didn't mean to but I was pissed and if I couldn't went out my a