The Mafia Lord's Captive

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would let me go. There was no way in hell I would sit idle and allow him to control my life. I couldn't sleep last night, kept thinking about my

r I will slit my neck," I war

e by holding the knife on your neck?" Th

e a danger already? Let me go! I don't want to be here!" I shouted o

gh my body onto my legs as Angelo's deep voice attacked

my mouth to emit a wince as he twisted my hand, making the knife fall to

at him. Even with the pain I was experi

r damn head." My body instantly went rigid. My heart raced

blurted out another sen

my body was being dragged away. "Let me go," I exclaimed, squeezi

os

y are literally all faces I don't know, and I don't care to know. Angelo continued to drag me upstairs, with m

s I heard Angelo's footsteps advancing towards me. In a few seconds, the whole room lit up. Fear gripped me seeing myself in a room with

ds, but my lips were heavy too. "You wa

, my body shive

kill yourself?" He mocked. Next thing, my mouth parted with a

wn my spine. "Let... me... go." My words came out together with tears falling down my cheeks. What have I done to deserve such

wall, and his hand immediately went inside my

ay my whole body summoned an unexpected heat in between my legs. All of a sudden, my body went weak

ke someone whose brain was being contr

whispered, his eyes growing darker. I wanted to speak, but all I could do was bite m

u, little whore?" He said again, pulling his fing

tle whore!" He pulsed his hand in and out. I couldn't take it anymore. I

. Angelo.

r lips are tempting. They will do a good job in l

me, he slid his hand inside my top and grabbed one of my breasts. He pinched my nipples. I bit my lips as more desire coursed through me. I shouldn't be feeling

n my ears. "I know my touch has an

I'm doing to your body. Your body is on fire," he went on again. Just his voice alone was enough to make one lose his shit. And that was

hispered again. My breathing hitched when he got his face closer to mine, close enough that any bold

and out. At that moment, as he walked out of the room, my legs finally gave out, and I fell on the cold tiled floor. My core was stil

ill. I have dreams. I have my job. My family. This wasn't the life I wanted. Not a life filled

nd informed me that Angelo wants me downstairs. I didn't want to follow, but the man warned that I

I despise him. And I'm going to make him know how much I do. I swallowed down my saliva as I approached the

's voice as he took a bite into his mouth. I clenched my

ext to him. None of them so much as blin

ount of salad and potatoes on my plate. I wasted no time in digging in, knowing t

gling with the plate was the only thing rising in the room. All of a sudden, Ma

ou just did?" Angelo asked, fr

," Marco said, passing his phone towards An

will work. Load up your guns; we're taking t

his words in my brain. "Changed fo

ions. Get your ass off th