THE MAFIA'S LORD SLAVE
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r the sleeping town. As he walked through the streets, the smell of freshly-baked bread
lings of the mansion. He could hear footsteps from above and
him swung open, and a tall, i
with sweat, his muscles tense with exertion. He was shirtless, his chest and arms glistening wi
is heart fluttering in his chest. It was good to be
home," I said,
e coming home," he said, tow
ed in the last raid, and bring them to the living roo
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He asked, turn
d. Gray took a deep breath, trying
air of one of the girls, and
sobbed, trembling like a leaf. "I'll do an
really has done a good job
nly spoke up. "So you can stand there and s
ation. She was clearly angry, but there was something else there, too. Bravery, per
eneer of control I had been trying to maintain
of powerful man who thinks he can lecture me on how to behave? Al
lf. This girl was bolder than he had antici
fell in golden waves down her back. Her face was small and round, with a set of full, pouty lips that were slightly pursed in anger. Her eyebrows were drawn together, ad
iful, and he
repeated, keeping her
Hr knew this would make me appear less threatening, more approachable. It was
just to gawk at us?" she sai
her," a soothing voice s
ould react, he ripped her dress from her body in one swift movement. She stood th
r voice trembling with rage.
tion. She was trying to cover herself with the scraps of her dress, but i
ch her to be the perfect seductress. And from now on,
ords came out. She was frozen in place, her whole body shaking. She could see the fear in he
stammered behind me, his
ng like this before, a person so completely in control of another. He could feel their f
ce cold and emotionless. "She's my prop
ace him, and Roderigo raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on his lips. He was chall
his voice low and dangerous. "She's going to be my slave,
h my decision?" he replied,
You can't just make someone your sex slave. That's not ho
inting a finger at my chest. He swatted his
on. "She's a young girl, barely more than a child, and she's already terrified of you. She's cowering in the co
back to me," Roderigo said, referring to her earlier
my seductress," Roderigo said, his eyes hard and co
was bound to Roderigo by more than just friendship. We were connected by a deep
rozen, not knowing what to say or do. He was caught between a ro
refused to budge. "I'm not going with you!" she cried, her
"It's either be his sex slave or face hi
him," she said, her eyes boring into Roderigo. "I won't le
of beast I can be?" he said, his
churned at
manded, his voice rising in pi
tress!" she shouted, tears
fists, and he could see
ou die," Roderigo said, his voice devo
ounded so calm, so matter-of-fact. It was as if he was