Trapped In His Love

"Please spare me,boss. I promise to go away and never show up in your sight"an average looking man pleaded.

His face looked battered and his lips were torn and bleeding. The aura around the room was cold and chilly. Men in black suits holding gun were standing around but the man's gaze was fixed on one man seated elegantly at the far end of the room.

His aura was dominating. From the heels if his shiny leather shoes to the straightening of his black trouser up to his white unbuttoned shirt then to his face, it all commanded power.

A cold smirk appeared on his face as he stared at the pitiful man before him. He tilted his head as his gaze strained on him.

"What did you just say?"he asked huskily and the man gulped down in fear.

"Mercy...please...have...mercy"the man said in shaky breathes and a dark chuckle filled the room as he stood up from the chair

In slow steps,he approached the pitiful man. Each sound his shoes made with the floor was killing and dangerous then he bent before him using the tip of his pistol to raise the man's jaw to meet his gaze.

"Mercy...is one thing I don't have. You shouldn't have tried running away with the goods."he said and the man's lips quivered in fear.

Who was he kidding?This dominating man before him was Sebastian Acosta,the most feared mafia in Italy so of course,mercy was impossible.

"It's such a pity tho...."Sebastian said as he stood up straight ticking his tongue turning his back on the man.

"It would have been great if you witnessed your daughter's death. But you'll meet in heaven...."Sebastian said with a cold smirk.

"....Or maybe in hell"he added as he swiftly turned and pulled the trigger sending a bullet directly into the forehead of the man.

The man's body went limp as he fell to the floor with his eyes still widened in shock.

"Clear the body and burn the whole building"Sebastian ordered as he walked out of the room with some men following him while some stayed back to carry out the order.

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Black vans were parked out side the building with one black Lamborghini amidst them. Sebastian elegantly approached the Lamborghini with hands in his pockets and face as cold as ice.

The door was opened for him by a man who bowed and also got into the driver's seat after closing the door.

"Where to?"the driver said and Sebastian sighed as he rested his head on the back rest.

"The clan"he said curtly and the engine roared as they kicked off with a few cars trailing behind them.

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Heads bowed as Sebastian walked into the building.

"Father!"he called out as he entered and a middle-aged bald man came out holding a book.

It was obvious he was reading with his spectacles on and the book in his hands.

"You're back"the man said plainly and Sebastian bowed in respect as he nodded.

Of course he had to bow....that was Acosta,the don and founder of the Avenger's clan. The most feared Mafia but as it turned out Sebastian was taking over that title

"How did it go?"Acosta asked as he sat on the couch signalling to Sebastian to sit too which he did.

"Easy...it turns out the motherfucker had a daughter"Sebastian said and Acosta chuckled.

"That must be the reason he wanted to steal the goods and run away...to make a better life for his daughter"Acosta said with a light chuckle and Sebastian snorted.

"Well,he shouldn't have birth her if he knew he couldn't give her a good life. He made a huge mistake by stealing the goods"Sebastian said and Acosta looked at him proudly.

This was his own son that he had trained over the years. His own weapon and he was certain that when he hands the clan over to Sebastian,he will handle it better than anyone could ever do.

"Well done,son. Did you come to see me because you had something to say?"Acosta asked and Sebastian nodded negatively.

"I just wanted to report to you before I head home"Sebastian said and Acosta nodded.

"I'll take my leave now"Sebastian said with a nod as he stood up and walked towards the exit.

"It's my mother's remembrance in a few days time"Sebastian said as he was about to step out and Acosta froze as his face hardened.

Then slowly he turned to his father. He rolled his eyes at the cold look on his father's face. One weakness the great Acosta had was his mother and of course,she was used against him. It took grace for him to survive but she died instead and every day he could see his father hating her.

That was people called Love but to his father it was manipulation. His mother went deep into his father and spread her roots far within him that it couldn't be pulled out so it was very easy for his father to be shaken by her.

He will never fall in love with a woman. He doesn't want to be weak for anyone. Never!...Ever!

"I won't be chanced"his father said curtly and he scoffed.

"We both know that's a lie,father. I'll be expecting you at her graveyard,let the sins of the dead go with the dead. We shouldn't forget her like that"Sebastian said with a bored gaze contrary to the look he had on when talking about his mother and Acosta huffed.

"She's your late wife regardless of what happened so you should honour her even when she's in the grave. We both know you couldn't move on since her death"Sebastian added softly and Acosta growled.

"Don't you dare call that "vixen",my wife. She stopped being my wife the moment she went against me"Acosta growled and Sebastian hummed.

It's actually pointless talking to his dad when it comes to his mom. They always argued like this every year and he'll still end up coming.

"I'll try clearing your schedule for that day"he simply said and walked out with dark smile.

His father doesn't hate his mother,he knew that but his father couldn't just forget the fact that he was betrayed by the woman he loved. He doesn't like his mother either but he still knows he has to honor her death.

He disliked anything that concerns that woman. Anytime he thinks of her,he wished she never birthed him. He could hear the members of the mob sometimes whispering that his mother ruined his father but none of them could say it to his face.

He has rose to power on his own despite his mother's sins. Thinking about it even annoys him.

He angrily stormed into the car and sighed heavily.

"Take me home"he ordered and the driver refused to drive. He glared at him through the mirror.

"Why aren't you driving,Trevor?"he thundered and the driver wasn't even shaken by his roar.

Why will he be? They've been together side by side since they were kids. Same training and everything.

"It's Thursday"Trevor simply said and Sebastian sighed.

It had escaped his mind that he was supposed to go there and unknowingly a little smile spread across his lips.

The one place he always forgot all about the mafia,his mum and his pathetic life. The place that held the one person that gave him pleasure and satisfaction.

"Take me there"he said and Trevor ignited the engine and drove off.

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A young fragile looking lady curled up near the window frame as she looked out into the skies across the trees. Her eyes held pain,loneliness,grief,lost hope but over all,they held the crave for freedom.

Dressed in a white cotton gown which rolled up to her knees as she held them tightly. This was her usual practice for the past nine years. Nine years since she has been locked up in within this mansion-like prison.

She never stepped out,never saw the world outside,never breathed in the scent of fresh air. She prayed everyday hoping hours would quickly turn into days as turned quickly into weeks into months into years as her freedom drew nigher.

A knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts and she turned to see a old looking woman walk in holding a tray of food

"Isabella,you got to have lunch now. Am sure the boss will be here soon"the old woman said.

Yes,Isabella was her name. This woman was the only one that still made her remember that identity,that name. Isabella Austin!

She was once the only princess of her parents. They never had much but they made sure to cherish her as their only child until.....

"Am still standing"the old woman said and Isabella flashed her a smile as she stood up and collected the tray from her.

The only human she had seen in 9years was Agnes,the old nanny taking care of her feeding and well being.

Ohh,she do see him too but to her,he wasn't human. He was just.....she doesn't know,someone she wants to be far away from.

It was only her and Agnes in the big mansion. Just kidding,there were guards around. Guards she never saw but she knew they existed. After all,she saw them once when she newly came here and was about to escape.

Something she kept regretting maybe she shouldn't have being afraid of the bullets. She should have kept running and let them shoot her. That would have been better than her living like the nonliving.

"Thank you,Agnes"she said and the old woman flashed her a pitiful look as she walked out while Isabella sighed.

She was used to the pitiful looks the woman gave her. She sat down and started eating carefully when her mind went back to Agnes's words.

"....the boss will be here soon" was it Thursday already? Time moves so fast as it is. It's another day to feel like a slut.

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The car pulled over in the compound as Sebastian stepped out and straightened his suit.

"You can go home for tonight. I plan on leaving tomorrow"Sebastian said to Trevor who nodded and drove off.

Sebastian scoffed as he watched the car leave. No manner at all. Well,that was Trevor,little words just obedience.

He looked at the building and smirked as he walked in.

"Agnes!"he called out and a old woman came out to him bowing her head.

"She's upstairs in her room,sir"Agnes said and Sebastian nodded as he walked up the stairs.

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Isabella's eyes remained fixed on the door as she counted her fingers waiting for the door to open. She clearly heard the sound of the car pull up in the driveway so surely he's around.

"....8...9....10"she counted and the door barged open with Sebastian's dominating figure coming into view.

Isabella quickly got off the bed and knelt down with her head bowed.

"Welcome,Master"she said playing with her fingers and Sebastian's cold voice rang through her ears.

"Strip!"he ordered and with shaky hands,she obeyed.

This was her life for the past nine years. Satisfying his needs on bed nothing else but it's just a year to go. She'll be free soon.

With that thought in mind,she smiled as she pulled off the last covering on her body leaving herself bare before him.

Sebastian's eyes hungrily raked her body. It wasn't the first time,he'll be seeing her naked but every time seems different.

The way her curves accentuated,her jawline and white neckline,her rounded boobs,her tempting thighs and his most favorite,her pussy.

He smirked as he moved closer teasingly cupping her breast and Isabella held her breath.

She didn't like this life she was leaving but his touch was something beyond her control. The way her body summits to his was forbidden. The way she wraps around him firmly like he was meant to be was sinful. And the way her thoughts always drifts back to the intimate moments with him whenever she thought if her freedom was crazy.

"Bend over"Sebastian's command came and she did closing her eyes in expectation of what's to come.

And just as she predicted,his palms landed firmly on her butts and a gasp escaped her lips but he wasn't done with her. Two more spanking followed then he withdrew.

He moved back and discarded his clothes as he stared at her from behind. Soon,his thick muscles came into view erected.

"Don't make a sound. Not even a little whimper"he said and Isabella bit her lips.

It had always been like tho. For every time he visited,he had a rule but this was the hardest of all. Not making a sound??...that was impossible.

Sebastian saw how her body tensed at the rule he gave and he smirked. He knew she won't be able to do it and he never wanted her to do it from the start.

But seeing her fighting to obey and slowly breaking was what he wanted.

He pulled her closer by her hips and in a swift movement he buried his length into her and Isabella gasped as she quickly bit her lips to stop the moan erupting.

"Fuck!"Sebastian cursed as he stilled within her.

He'll never get use to how her walls always tightened around his length. So perfectly fit...like they were made for each other.

What??....he must be going crazy. Not made for each other but made to fuck each other.

"Remember the rule"he said as he started moving fast and Isabella's eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Sebastian's hands found its way to her breast and he pinched her making Isabella release a long breath of frustration. She was barely holding in the moan.

Fuck the rule! She'll just get punished as usual.

"Yes,Master! Go harder!"she moaned out and Sebastian growled.

She broke earlier than he expected.

"You'll be punished"he said as he fastened his movements and Isabella gasped in anticipation.

Fuck her body! Fuck the hormones! This was one reason she needed freedom,the way she lost her senses and reasoning around him was crazy. With one touch then she was his pretty slut!

"Punish me,Master!"she moaned out as she moved her ass back to meet his thrust.

It was going to be a wild night!

TBC...