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The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 4
Diego"Please, stop! It fucking hurts!"His cries escalate to desperate screams as I press the staple gun into the flesh of his hand once again. Each metallic thud is a reminder that I'm in control, that he's at my mercy. The sound echoes through the desolate building that, only moments ago, was filled with the tortured cries of young women being taken against their will.That was before we stormed in and killed every man but the giant piece of shit in charge. Now, their lifeless bodies are scattered across every inch of the room, blood pooling in wide arcs around them.I hear the muffled footsteps of my men as they carefully free the women who have been chained, gagged, and violated by these disgusting motherfuckers. At this point, my men are used to this grim routine. They work to get the women to safety, while I deal with the night's main attraction.Benjamin Smith, the so-called ringleader, hasn't spoken a word worth a damn to me yet. He's just sitting there, zip-tied to a chair,
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 5
VanessaThe two faint lines on the test stare back at me, confirming my worst fears—the reason why my period is so late. I'm pregnant. The uncertainty of whether this baby belongs to my husband or to my rapist tightens in my gut like a venomous snake. I sink to the floor, cradling my knees to my chest, allowing the tears to flow freely down my cheeks. My sobs echo off the tile walls, the anguish and loneliness too heavy to bear. Two months. It's been two months since Alicia was murdered, and her death is a constant weight on my chest. No matter how many times I try to blame Diego, I know that it's my fault she's gone. Celeste retaliated after I killed her son.And nothing will ever change that. Since the day she died, I've been a prisoner in my own mind. Most of the time, I feel hollow, but there are days when I just randomly break down. It feels like no progress has been made. There's still no justice for my sister, I have no fucking idea where my mom is, and Diego and I seem to
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 6
VanessaAs we get back into the car, the driver pulls away, heading to some unknown location. I grow rigid in the seat. The last time I didn't know where we were going, we pulled up in front of a church, and I was forced to get married. Where the hell are we going now?"You said we needed to hurry up and go after I finished here. Where are we going?" I ask Danny, my voice tight with apprehension. Danny's sitting across from me with his eyes glued to his phone as usual. He lifts his gaze briefly, his brown eyes meeting mine before returning to his screen. "We're picking up a custom-made dress for you. Diego wants you to wear it tonight."This is fucking news to me. It's not like Diego and I talk, and for this to just be sprung on me like this, something is up. Something that makes my blood turn into a slushy in my veins. "What's going on tonight?" I press, my suspicion mounting. "Just a sex auction at the club," he replies nonchalantly, like it's no big deal.Anxiety tightens in my
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 7
Diego Vanessa finally comes downstairs wearing the dress I had Danny pick up for her. Her hair, now straightened, falls gracefully to her upper back. The dress is red, with spaghetti straps and a thigh-high slit. It's a bit shorter than the sundresses she usually wears, but still long enough to keep her comfortable. When we first met, she was repulsed by dresses because of the bullshit her father instilled in her, but at least that's one thing that has improved in our time together. We just have to work on everything else Nathan ruined. Even now that she hates the collar, it glimmers proudly around her neck. "You look beautiful, Mama," I murmur, giving her a small smile. She barely glances at me, her eyes distant, as if she's dissociating. "Sure, whatever," she mutters. The car ride to my club is filled with a tense silence. Vanessa sits against the door, her gaze fixed on the scenery passing by. I notice her breath hitching, and her body is trembling slightly in the s
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 8
Diego With a half hour until the auction starts, I show Vanessa into the backroom, where the women that signed up to be auctioned are getting ready to go on stage. My wife bristles at the sight of a room full of naked women, her discomfort palpable. it doesn't bother me—I see both naked men and women all the time, considering I run a large, very successful sex club. "Come on," I murmur gently, resisting the urge to touch her. One wrong move and I feel like she'll run out of here, and then she'll be fresh meat running into a room full of vultures—rich vultures ready to buy some high-quality meat. I don't want them thinking for a fucking minute that my wife is for sell. Vanessa stays close to my side, but the emotional distance between us feels vast. It's like we're in different worlds despite just being inches apart. I can sense her tension and fear, as if she still doesn't trust that I won't strip her naked and drag her out onto the stage. That's not even how this whole t
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 1
DiegoBANG! BANG! BANG!Bullets fly from my gun, ricocheting through the chest of the bastard who betrayed me. "What a fucking waste," I sigh, watching blood pool onto the floor. I shove the gun back into my waistband holster, inhaling the addictive scent of gun powder and revenge.Turning to my second-in-command, Leonardo stands near the door, gazing down at the body with a stoic expression. "Leo, get somebody to clean this up!" I bark.With a curt nod, he's on the phone with the "cleaning" crew. They'll have this piece of shit in a body bag within the hour, ensuring there's no trace of him left behind.I storm back into the club, where loud music fills the building, drowning out the sounds of sex. I head straight to the bar and order a shot of tequila. Axel places it in front of me, worry etched on his countenance. "Is it done, Jefe (Boss)?" he asks, his voice tight with emotion.This has deeply affected each of my men, whether they admit it or not. We're supposed to be a familia,
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 2
Diego Ripping the tape from her mouth, she winces. "It looks like you want to say something, Mama. What is it?" I ask, abandoning my native tongue, as I doubt they speak Spanish. She spits in my face, and I chuckle as I wipe it away. "A feisty one, I like that. What's your name?""Fuck you!" she seethes, "where is my father? What did you do to him, you monster!"A dark chuckle escapes my lips. "He's maggot food, and you and the rest of your family are going to join him shortly."I'm actually considering another idea, but I say that just to see her reaction. Is she truly as tough as she presents herself, or is she just another weak, sheltered princess crying for her daddy?Her eyes widen, but she doesn't dissolve into tears like her mother, whose wailing has become obnoxiously louder. I grit my teeth, the sound grating against my skull. "Shut the fuck up before I send you to hell with your husband!" I growl. She sobs even harder, and I'm two seconds from actually considering putting a
The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 3
Diego I cock my head to the side. "And you think you have a say in that? Once we make this deal, I'll own you."Fuck. The idea of owning her ignites a fire in me that I've never felt before. Who gives a fuck about her sister, she's just coming along because I can tell she cares for her, and I'll use that to my advantage."S-Sir, please don't pimp us out," the sister whimpers.Ah, she speaks. I was starting to wonder if the only thing she can do is cry and get on my fucking nerves.They both look at me, but only one pair of eyes does anything for me. I hum, stroking my chin thoughtfully. "There's only one way to get out of that." My attention is only on my feisty mama now.She swallows hard, jutting her chin out in defiance. "What the fuck do you want from me?" she bites out.Mmm, I can't wait to punish that bratty mouth of hers."Be my pet. I'll be allowed to do whatever I want to you for the duration of the six months."Their expressions twist in shock, but I keep my gaze fixed on
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