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The Mafia's Sleeping Pill

Chapter 2 His possession

Word Count: 1154    |    Released on: 13/09/2024

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he ornate ceiling in tears. The luxury that surr

and I could

lease a laugh, mocking myse

had carefully snuck into the mansion. I wasn't allowed to bring in anything, not even

parents. Why did they die?

world on my own, with a faili

all alone in this world." I cried, clutc

wned would be given to my uncle and my sister, Lucia. She was still so young, she would definit

... But I'm doi

if it means staying in a dangerous man's ho

hadows, and the path ahead was fraught with challenges. The fear of the unknown weighed heavily

.

mansion felt more like a c

his huge house and I was sta

my face trying to convince the servants that work here that I was okay

was really grateful about;

nightmare with screaming and crying in pain of being molested,

a business trip that night of

that g

talk to me unlike the others who just look at me with worry, anger or

weeks, sometimes even m

lar business trips wealthy men got for, Mr F

ors I had heard about him, and

ding control, and now, being in his world,

m, and so did I but then I wasn't allowed to do any chores and they just sudde

mpany; they had sold me to be his possession, to fulfill his most private needs. The very thought made my stomach ch

that night when I told him what

yself closing my eyes, then my younger s

as with her right now,

appy today." I heard

yes and then

as E

id. "Elena, how many times have I told you no

ely. "I dare not call you my your

about that. I inwar

orm you about the p

hen opened slowly as my bra

when I came here few days

ich people and

well to do, we never threw unneces

reno's to the Ferraro's, or actually any

to get yo

ad

nd fascinating, shocking and very

did the next day, I found out that the room already had all I needed. From the toiletries to the cl

now my size of clothe

ing?" Elena shook my shoulder

have to get

to me, the way the guests looked at me as if

"Do... Do I have to attend this party? I can just stay up

ickly and shook her head. "I'm sorry, it was the

ers? That mean

he want me to

e afraid and my

s going to be there?

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