The Mafia's Slave: Claimed By My Stepbrother
His tone seemed to have an underlying warning, or maybe some form of darkness to it…I just couldn’t exactly place it,
“I might be young, but I am definitely not sheltered,” I countered. “If I was, I wouldn’t be in that house, getting auctioned to be sold out as a sex slave to those old and horny bastards who are only looking for sex toys!” I said, almost lashing out at Cain.
He seemed calm, even.
Since he walked into the room, he hadn’t moved a muscle or lost his calmness, but I wasn’t fooled.
I would never trust anyone that was associated with Keith, no matter how calm they may seem. They were all his employees, and as such, their loyalty lay with Keith. They would not turn on him, especial