Bought by the Mafia Lord's Heart

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I turned that key, it was as if he'd sealed my fate, at least for the night. But I know it won't be long before he comes back. That man, that dem

and now. How many have faced the same horrors and ultimately lost their lives to this heartless creature? The thought haunts me, a

sinister voice hisses from the other side. "Did you lock the door?" His words are a venomous reminder of my

through my veins, but I refuse to submit willingly

ams, aspirations, and a belief that the world held some measure of goodness. Now, all of that is gone. I don't even

e life I once knew—all distant memories, fading like whispers in the wind. I clasp my hands together, fingers trembl

not go down without a fight. No matter what horrors await me behind that door, I will resist. I will cling t

distance between me and the looming figure that's now entering the room. It's him, the man who bo

I can even think of responding, he grips my jaw harshly, his fingers pressing into m

patience. His grip on my jaw tightens, making me wince. "This is my place, and everything i

. My feeble struggles are futile against his giant frame. In an instant, I find myself thrown o

f an invisible force is holding me down. I look at him, and my fear deepens

r palpable. "You have no other opt

ith a mix of fear and defiance. I can't let him know how terrified I

ing with menace. He begins to shed his clothes, starting with his blazer and the

ice barely audible. The room suddenly feels

he continues to undress, now down to just his boxers. I close my eye

to rape me now? By keeping my inner tigress aside, should I beg for mercy and hope that he'l

are trapped within his, and his head rests against my shoulder. His left arm is wrapped tightly ar

emingly impossible. 'What does h

your point of view." He whispers and holds me more tightly

ng? His warm breath tickles my neck, and I can feel the gentle rise and fall of his chest against my back. I thought he

o owns me like property, is now asleep. His body, heavy and imposing, presses me down into the bed. The we

ed in an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of his steady breathing. I'm a captive in his world, forced

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