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Sold To The Mafia Boss

Sold To The Mafia Boss

Author: Chinwe
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Chapter 1 One

Word Count: 1304    |    Released on: 02/10/2024

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hey were just about starting. "Let's go please,

oom trying to get my makeup properly done. Both I and the rest o

buy me tonight. I hated wearing these revealing outfits but I had to bring myself to put them on because that was what Mr. Paulo ordered. S

y Mr. Paulo, the fat and immensel

nd make me even a lot more," a filthy smirk stirred up from his once rigid face

f uncultured and ill-mannered lot that sat at

-being sold to horny lot of men for money, b

il my dad lost his job and my

several jobs in order to assist paying the bills and keeping us afloat, but my dad gave u

wn. I emptied my savings trying to keep up with her medications but it wasn't too long befo

ured to help girls my age by giving them jobs. I went ahead to try my luck hoping I could get hi

lse but when I got my first payment upfront, I knew I ha

tinguished crowd gathered inside as softly glowing candles placed

ed a touch of richness, compl

mistakable energy that you could feel as soon as you walked in. It was

ed. But firstly, some entertainment before our girls, and your possible properties f

imsuits-the kind of entertainment deemed appropriate for the fancy events of the

e sold what path I was about to go take just to ens

to take it higher?" The chairman asked, hoping for someone to pay for me

to acquire me as their property. Each time someone took the price higher, my heart wou

ey treated them like objects for sex and nothing else. We were told we'd be sold for maids but there was more t

call a friend because we saw eye to eye and had a similar kind o

they often spoke on how easily they'd open up their gateways for their owners,

so shame

gs, alcohol and women than help the poor on the streets. These variety

ck. "19 million, anyone that can mat

swallowed the entire ruckus in the

around. Who in the world would pay a whooping fifty m

confidently this time, lifting his bidding card

than everyone else in the room. His tuxedo which was well fitt

e was no ordinary man and certainly none to be messed with

s it. Certainly no one was willing to go higher. "Congratulations Mr.

hy would he pay such an amount to buy me? I could tell from the way he looke

nervousness as my feet couldn't e

e room shortly paired themselves to discuss who was

e other girls stared at me in awe like I had just won a lottery, but I certainl

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