Obey Me Mammon Novels & Stories

Soon, the promoted man started saying some kind of pledge of allegiance that goes: “Before this family and under the Don’s mercy, I swear allegiance. My blood, my breath, and my silence are Don's to command. I rise by his favor and fall by his judgment. I answer to the Don. His word is law. I place the empire above my fear, and the Don above myself. I will not question judgment, only carry out execution. What I know, I will keep. What I am given, I will defend. To this family, I owe everything. Until death or dismissal.”

he said, his tone calm, giving her time to process the weight of that ultimatum. Sarah’s fists clenched at her sides. “I’m not a puppet. I’m not conditioned to do this with you.” Xander scoffed faintly, amused. “Oh, my dear. You are conditioned to. I didn’t pay three million dollars for nothing.” Sarah squared her shoulders, her voice sharp. “That’s a lie. You didn’t pay a damn thing—it’s your business. Why would you pay? And that makes no sense considering you wanted to sell me to pay off my father’s debt. So what now? Are you helping him pay the debt he owed to you and your sick circle of monsters?”

He saw me, he understood me, he guided me. I was getting better, so better, even with the ongoing investigations. One day, I received a call from my mom, shortly after receiving a three million dollar wire transfer from her. I knew Mom wasn't broke but transferring three million at once is just insane. “How are you?” I scoffed. Yeah right. “Don't talk to me.” “This is not the time to fight me. Get your ass over here, quickly. Get on the next flight, pack your essentials.” “Cleveland? I'm not going anywhere, leave me to rot in this bed.” My frown was even deeper.

She suddenly paused and widened her eyes, "wait, what do you want out of this?" Mammon put a hand to his chest as if her words hurt him, "Kas, didn't I tell you I had a soft spot for you? I just want to help a hurting friend! That's all..." "No, you must want something else. What is it?" Kasey watched his movements carefully before Mammon sighed. "I want you to keep your brute of a boyfriend from killing me first, and secondly, if you ever lose control, you cannot destroy any of my business! Otherwise, you will work to pay back whatever you destroy!" Mammon crossed his arms and watched Kasey closely.

The Demon of Greed. I realised I was still sitting with a fork of toast on my fork and my mouth open to eat it. Would I attract too much attention if I got up now? Should I stay seated? I remembered Guela telling me to be invisible around the brothers of Adrian. But also to treat them like Kings. King Mammon looked around to all bowing people until his eyes landed on me. His eyes widened in surprise. "A human. A slave." He exclaimed with excitement. Sorry, Guela, I thought in my mind.

" That's not what I meant..." " I can make you filthy rich, not caring about financial resources anymore your whole life... I am already bored with Molly and I would like a new play toy in my boring life." He continued. He keeps hurting my pride, why is money ruining people's minds. Why do I have to listen to him belittling me like that? -" I don't give a damn about your money, you can find..." -" No I can't, you are the type that is rare to find and I guess I am sexually attracted to you." He interrupted me closing the distance between us.

That was why he regarded Vishal as his real son instead of as a grandson. "Hunhum..." His father, Vikram cleared his throat and everyone of them sat upright. "Son, I've called you here today for two important things. First, what do we do about the threats from the Black Moon pack? They are really going all out to step on our toes. I would have loved to send our warriors to them and start a full scale war but their terrain is dangerous and they still have three of our high school girls with them. Intelligence reports reaching me from one of our spies is that they are running a very organized prostitution ring. She-wolves are captured and when they are in heat, they are made to sleep with men

"No debt. No punishment. No consequences." Her heart skipped. She blinked. "What’s the catch?" "You’ll never know why your mother vanished. You’ll never know what she left behind in my vault. And you’ll never know what you were born into." She stared at him. And that’s when she knew—this wasn’t just about money. This was about her. "What’s the other option?" His eyes swept down her body once. Not lewd. Not obvious. Just… calculated. Like he was reading her. "You stay here. For ninety days. My house. My rules. No leaving. No lying. You do as I say. You obey—softly."

I mentally rolled my eyes, like who believes in such at this day and time? "Whether you all believe it or not, the goddess of Karma exists. When I was younger before I jumped into a well, I prayed to the god of Karma to make sure my mother suffered," Aimee said nonchalantly. "What kind of prayer did you make?" I asked desperately and Harper sat up. "Just the way I didn't see food to eat, my mother would see food but won't be able to eat it, just the way I was suffering on the street, my mother would suffer in the hospital," Aimee's jaw clenched and unclenched.