Game over, I found what's mine

WARNING! This is not your typical mafia romance novel, it's R18! so read at your own risk!

*The Olesya's mansion*

Behind the walls of the Olesya's mansion reigned the wails of agony and tears of pain, a child feasting on her mother's remains and a mother feasting on her daughter's remains.

Tears of blood, scream for help and the desperation to leave and escape this hell is the only thing on the mind of the slaves trapped here.

The Olesyas are not humans, that's a known fact throughout the underworld, each one of them is a devil that's not meant to be underestimated, their gaze alone means death.

They ruled the underworld and stood gallant above every other Bratvas, they're unmatched especially with their killing machine, Tequila Dmitry, Satan's last born.

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Deep inside the Olesya's mansion, behind the walls of the thick and stenchy slave hall, crimes reigned and lustfulness ruled.

"Hey bitch, you look good, let's go for a round!"

"Stop acting like you're priceless, you mainly spent a night with Master Nazar and you're already acting untouchable"

" Sleeping with Master Nazar is a blessing, did you know how much I spent before I was able to be his bitch for the night?"

"I brought Molly, took it from the drug bags in the Pakhan's room...I'm sure you know how risky it is, it's gonna take you a huge sum to get it from me!"

Different conversations were held at different corners as everyone discussed their businesses.

However, at that particular moment, one of the mobsters rushed inside with heavy breaths and a face full of sweats. He looked around at everyone before running toward a special corner in the hall.

In that corner, a young lady sat with a nonchalant face, her reddish eyeballs looked like burning embers as she sat impatiently like she's waiting for something. She bit her fingernails several times and they almost bled.

As soon as she sighted the mobster who ran inside, her face lightened up immediately as she smiled and waved her hand to get his attention.

The mob sighted her and walked toward her sneakily, like he's hiding from being seen.

He took a seat beside the lady as he said, "Humph! Kesha, Master Ark wants to see you, seems like your plans worked. Congratulations in advance, seems like you're about to be released"

Kesha raised her emerald eyes up as she looked into the man's eyes, she ran her hand through her short reddish hair before standing up as she walked out of the Slaves hall.

The Olesya's compound is so big, big enough to be lost for more than three days without being found. However, locating Master Ark's manor is the easiest thing ever, he had a plaque hung above his manor with his name written boldly on it.

To the ordinary slaves in the Olesya's mansion, being called over by one of the Masters is the luckiest thing ever because that meant they are getting closer to being released...at least that's what they thought.

Meeting one of the Masters is an impossible choice for the slaves because it might take a lifetime to get a small glimpse of them, they're always on missions or just resting in their manors.

When Kesha sighted the manor with 'ARK' written boldly on top of it, she smiled again as she ran toward it. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door gently.

The door was opened from the inside and a man opened the door, he was tall and.... good-looking, he had two guns tucked to his concealment holsters on both sides.

Kesha lowered her head without saying a word as she waited for orders.

Yes, that's how it's done, slaves must not speak a word in front of anyone outside the Slaves hall unless they're given the permission.

"You're Kesha Malachi?" the man asked and Kesha nodded gently.

"I'm Tim, Master Ark's bodyguard, come on in" the man said before shifting to the side while holding the door.

She heaved out a deep breath as she stepped into the manor, she stopped and waited for Tim to close the door and lead the way.

In no time, she was led deeper into the manor until they reached Master Ark's master bedroom. The moment Kesha stood in front of the bedroom, the first sound she heard was the moan of a woman and that....

...irritated her a lot. The Masters are just like they're rumored, all they knew is how to fuck and kill, no manners and morals.

"Oops! seems like Master Ark is busy, do you want to wait outside or you'll come back later?" Tim asked and didn't even bother to hide the lust in his eyes for Kesha.

Kesha thought for a while before raising her pointer finger up, indicating that she picked the first option, she'll wait outside.

"By the way, you're not bad to spend the night with me, instead of waiting here to beg for Ark's dick later, why don't I give you mine without any plead?" he asked but Kesha didn't bother to reply.

Seeing her unmoved face, he walked toward her as he checked her out with an amused smile on his face. He looked at her from head to toe as his eyes lingered longer on her boobs.

He reached out his hands after that, aiming to grab those boobs like they're his own but at that moment.....Kpaa!

Kesha raised her hand up and she landed a loud resounding slap on his right cheeks, his eyes flared up with anger as he looked at her like he should tear her apart.

"Bitch! what the fuck did you just do? who did you think you are to raise your goddamn stinky hands up and slap me?" he exclaimed with rage in his voice.

"You're motherfucking dickhead! bastard son of a bitch!" Kesha muttered under her breath even though he could hear everything.

"What the fuck did you just say? repeat that!" he snapped at her with his fast Russian accent.

"I said that you're a son of a..." Kesha wasn't allowed to finish her words when Tim grabbed her by the hair and she screeched in pain, her head throbbing.

" I'm the dickhead, right? I gonna shove this dick inside of your fucking mouth today, just wait!" he said as he started to undo his zipper.

However, Kesha didn't wait for him to finish unzipping before she raised her leg up and kicked him in the balls!

He screamed in terror as he crouched down to hold his balls, letting go of Kesha's hair.

"Oh, you're so fucking dead!" Tim said as he grabbed Kesha by the ankle despite the pain in his balls.

"Get this fucking bitch! any guard available or mob! get her! she needs to be dealt with!" he screamed and immediately, guards ran toward the place as they aimed to grab Kesha.

Seeing that she's in hot soup, Kesha yanked her leg away from Tim as she ran toward the nearby window. She leaped up and jumped through it, not realizing that she just jumped from frypan to fire!