Sold to the Mafia Boss

lly for my phone. I felt frustrated by the minute, my head spinning from the scream. I didn't care if h

nts had shamelessly sold me to him but I wasn't going to be a part of it,

e draw on the bedside table. Empty. I screamed again, knocking the

lt a sharp pain. I felt dizzy for a second a

lking home from work. It was all new to me like it was happening over again. I'm leaving the bar with her after waving

she'd been to my house this morning asking for me. Last night she'd asked us to go eat out today and talk about

ied to pull it open. Locked as expected. I tried hitting it but the glass seemed stronger than bullet proof gl

cally slapped at the glass door even though it was j

creaming, my body getting weaker. I didn't know what they had injected me with last night but I knew they were extremely strong and still

an's P.

at one of my men who handled my drugs companies, Miko, as he sat at the end of the wide tabl

hose retched people had to offer to save their lives? A piece of shit! I wouldn't have had to trav

. . . . We're

ack of my pants, cracked it and aimed for his

to pull this damn trigger. I didn't need him anymore. He

getting louder. A smirk crossed my lips in sheer thrill, she's probably trying to escape right now. She must be a fool at many le

ream and more

my way out of my office and climbed on the nearest elevator. The anger bubbled up as I went up, intensified

pain in them as she cried. It was tear streaked an

st night, I'm only seeing her for the firs

was now wearing, causing me to smirk wickedly. She was

p for a minute to look at me. She's breathing hard from all the struggle to

sts pointed invitingly at me. She was tiny and if I was being honest with myself, the skinny girls alw