Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story.

e room is foggy. I turn on the fan and wait for the fog to dissipate, kill

e. I pat myself dry, my legs aching from running, and pull the dress over my torso, wincing as it comes into contac

derstand why I'm being forced to wear this dress, which wraps around my body lik

dy mirror with my shaking hand, the young car

nder that I am human and that it is perfectly normal

eturn; last night was truly the final night of my liberty, and I'm glad I liv

t the room is bright with the morning sunlight peeking through the blacked-out curtains that

ce I took f

locks turn and the door is pushed open. I stand with my head bowed and my wet hair cascading

" He makes a

ack at me. "You brought chaos to our door." As he squeezes his finge

sor

ay, Tesoro." He smirks

ey. I straighten my back, gulping, and when his hand clutches my arm above my e

ations of your actions, Te

e I've committed a cri

is lips drawn into a thin line as he casts a suspicious glance at me. "You killed

ve him the satisfaction of seeing me cry, so I raise my hand to my face, touching it in th

neering noise as a deep gr

ile

face with the back of his hand, huffing. "Mila,

kk!!" He pulls my hair

t quite hear you

I blurt out throu

umble, slamming my hip into th

g his hand through his ash blonde hair, his eyes clouded with des

l naked in front of him and shame washes over me like a tsunami

Aces' leader, the Mafia King who controls eight different cities and 24 districts, a

s prey first, and my steps falter as I walk into the office w

he propels me forward and I stum

e that takes up most of the room, The

at Trent and Ace, before re

"Mila, get on the table, lie down on your back, and spread your legs, show us that sweet little pussy you so easily gave up last night." He d

re at least 30 men, all of whom have their hands on their dicks

y bottom lip trembling as I close my eye

what Trent says." Ace growls and cocks