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The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 12: A Revelation That Can't Be Revealed
Mr. Davide insinuates his c.ock in front of my wet folds. I’m ready to give myself to him. But then, the sudden image of Alpha Allen crops up in my head. “Oh s.hit!” I blast out. I frantically close the gap of my legs, then push Mr. Davide away. My heart thuds so loud in my ears that they hurt. Hostile air flows through me, making me desperate for a more amiable one. “So what now?” Mr. Davide’s annoyed voice echoes. My mind is so disheveled that paying attention to him isn’t my primary concern. I can’t believe that I almost allowed him to own me! His gorgeous look weakened me! It almost made me forget the real reason why I was here! It almost made me cheat on Alpha Allen! I jolt when Mr. Davide zips his pants up, then I tremble when he hunkers down in front of me. To my surprise, the annoyance in his voice from earlier isn't reflecting in his face. His gray eyes are full of concern while silently asking if I’m okay. He attempts to touch the strands of my hair, but I
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 13: The Surprising Change
I wake up to a savory aroma and a sizzling sound. Despite that, laziness is still trotting in my body that getting out of bed is so difficult to do. My laziness isn’t my only problem, my heavy eyes are too. I haven’t slept long enough to be ready for today. The bedroom assigned to me by Mr. Davide, though way better than my own back home in terms of space and looks, is uncomfortable. But what makes me even more uncomfortable is the unrevealed revelation of Mr. Alessandro and Dr. Gustavo about their ‘most precious proof’. If this proof really exists and they’re hiding it somewhere, then I need to find it before it’s too late. My agony about this proof upends my laziness. I quickly climb down from bed, then wash my face and brush my teeth in the bathroom. I rush to the vanity mirror to fix my hair into a messy bun, then to the cabinet to change into my shirt and jeans. When I’m ready, I walk towards the door, but before my hand could nudge the doorknob, knocks come first. Without t
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 14: Meeting the Applicants
Mr. Davide hands over the copy of his applicant’s resume to me. I wanna ask him ‘why?’, but that would only humiliate him, I mean us, since he introduced me as his secretary. He swings his attention back to the first applicant and says, “Tell me something about yourself.” “Sure!” the fake blonde eagerly says. “I’m Antonette Ruiz, 22 years old and I’m from Baguio City.” She's the same age as me and, though she’s pretty, she looks older than me due to the makeup that’s smothering her face. Antonette continues to prattle on about things I don’t think is necessary for the job, that isn’t really a job. Such as her college degree as a nurse, her dream of seeing her first snow, and her most favorite foods to eat. It makes me wonder if she knows what she’s up to or maybe she’s just like me, who’s unaware of what Mr. Davide is offering to her. Well, I hope it’s the latter and if she finds out what this job is all about, I hope she’s brave enough to refuse it. She has a future ahead o
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 15: Mr. Davide's Reason
I’m glad that after the interviews for the most obnoxious job I’ve ever known, Mr. Davide doesn’t forget what he promised - letting me know the reason why he’s settling for a s.ex slave rather than finding a real girlfriend. Mr Davide stands up from his oversized chair and walks towards the wooden cabinet built on the left wall. I can’t really see anything he’s doing since his broad back is facing me. All I hear are echoes of simultaneous screeching, clattering and clinching. After a short moment, he turns around, carrying a box that’s the size of his palm. He sits down on his chair again, then pushes the box to me and says, “Inside this box is the reason why I don’t do and won’t do the girlfriend thing.” I stare at the box with a prudent hesitation to touch it. “Open it," he says. His permission effortlessly crumbles my hesitation. My hands pull the box closer to me, then remove its lid. Inside the box is a smaller box, which seems to be a ring's box. Underneath that, are p
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 16: Tears
DAVIDE’S POV: Mackenzie’s eyes suddenly well up with tears. She’s really very emotional. Imagine getting affected by my story without having even met my late wife? “I gotta go,” she says, sniffing while drying her tears that are menacing to fall down. She walks away from me, barely having enough strength to thrust her legs. I wanna stop her, but she might lose her control again and end up arguing with me if I do. So I let her leave, and in a few seconds, she’s out of the door. A sigh escapes me when I inadvertently slant my view to my applicants’ resumes still sitting on my desk. Mackenzie has forgotten them and I don’t wanna follow her, especially now that she’s battling her issues with her emotions. Besides, it’s been more than twenty-four hours since the last time I had my time alone. I close my eyes as I recline the back of my head to my chair, while permitting my most horrific memory to haunt me once again. Then, my late wife’s name skates out of me in a murmur, “Dhalia.”
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 17: I Will Leave!
MACKENZIE’S POV: My eyes swell and burn while my head aches. The last thing I wanna do is encounter Mr. Davide again. With tears uncontrollably gushing down on my cheeks, I head to my assigned bedroom downstairs, then grab my readily-packed bag and rush towards the main doors. “Mackenzie?” one of the maids, Esther, says. “Are you okay? What happened?” I sniffle several times, before being able to respond. “I’ll be leaving. I can’t work here anymore.” “But you can’t just leave,” she protests. What the hell? How dare she stop me from leaving? I wipe my tears with the back of my hands and narrow my eyes at her. I’m flooded with frustrations and I don’t wanna aim those frustrations at her. After making her feel that I don’t appreciate her response to me with my intense stare, I walk past her. To my surprise, her footsteps, along with mine, echo. “Mackenzie,” she says. I keep thrusting forward, ignoring her. Still and all, she also keeps pressing on. “In more than a day t
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 18: Two Hearts
‘I’ll try my best to change if you stay.’ Mr. Davide’s words continue to linger in my head hours after hearing them. What does he mean by that phrase? Should I interpret it the obvious way - is he implying that he’s willing to let me into his life? Or is there an unconventional interpretation of it, which I could only understand if he explains it himself?I curl myself below the thick blanket as the chills from the unknown darts back-and-forth in my spine. My wounds, that Esther treated, are worsening by those chills. I’m supposed to be leaving, right? Leaving and going to a place where Alpha Primo and his men would never find me is the best thing that I should do. I know in my heart that I can’t kill, which means I can’t fulfill my mission anymore. Therefore, I accept that I’ll never be worthy of the ‘Luna’ title. But here I am, stuck in the bed while considering Mr. Davide’s words, as if agreeing to him will make my situation any better.When my head aches more, I rest it on th
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 19: Deepening the Bond
I run my fingers across Mr. Davide’s rippling abs while gently rubbing my cheek against his hard, buff chest. I giggle inwardly as I repeat his ‘I love you too, Mackenzie’ in my head several times. I thought Alpha Allen’s rejection was the end of my happy days, little did I know that it just set me free to introduce me to my second-chance mate. “By the way,” I say, lifting my gaze to his face. “You’re gonna show me something earlier, right?” He caresses the top of my forehead with the tip of his nose, before answering, “Yeah, I remember, but I don’t wanna get up yet. I just wanna spend the rest of the day with you.” “Okay,” I say, still giggling. I’m not gonna protest against something I also wanna do. We lay relaxed and hushed under the thick blanket, cuddling each other’s body, admiring each other’s company and listening to each other’s harmonious heartbeats. Destiny took our lovers from us. He lost Dahlia from a lycan, I lost Alpha Allen from… well, a fellow lycan. But des
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