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