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Auctioned By The Mafia Lord: My Father's Enemy

Chapter 4 Now An Hostage

Word Count: 1198    |    Released on: 15/11/2023

had trusted all along. Betrayal coursed through me like a raging storm. How could she have done this to me? I

avo, "You used the old woman against me? How could you?!"

old woman was merely a pawn in this grand game. She had no choice but to obey me. Don't blame her. Blame me, if you must, but n

frustration. "No choice? She could have resisted! She could have warned me!" I s

d stealing their way into his lenses. I could sense how vexed

orgive my father, you wouldn't let me go! How much more sign do I have to give you before you understand that I d

ssed the distance between us. His hand struck my cheek with a sharp crack, sending a searing pain through my fa

of a ruthless being. Do you think you and your father are the only decent person here and I am a monster? Yes, I abducted you and I hold your life in my hands and I don't plan on sparing this life of yo

t. He released me almost immediately from his grip, and I slid down the wall, m

om and within some minutes, Alex was already gazing at him. Lord Russiavo turn

y thoughts. I hope it wasn't what I was thinking. Lord Russiavo wouldn't do such a thing to me.

as a serial killer, sex maniac, drug lord, he was everything s

s ago to repeat itself and I couldn't escape this nightmare on my own. As Alex bound me to the bedposts, I couldn't help but wonder h

the bed. "I asked you to strip the other time, you disrespected me and stung a blade into me so I hav

rembling. "You can't do this!

ted. But I always get what I want." And with that statement being made, Lord Russia

prepared to fulfill his wicked desires. At that moment, I vowed to myse

Nex

radiated through the heavy curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. I felt so pale to wake up in the mys

t to this mansion under mysterious circumstances. What was the purpose of my p

seated at the head of the table. His presence was imposing, his dark eyes hiding a thousand secre

ion and the stories I'd heard about the mansion. Lord Russiavo was known for his excessive indulgence in the company

lled out to me until he hit the table for me to acknowledge his presence. "I

ed, my head still lo

ssage from

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