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Sold to Diaz Cartel It is what it is.
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 19: It is what it is..During the next weeks, Harley sits on the corner of the studio, managing the music for the younger while she dances. Althea tries to talk to him multiple times, not being used to people not warming up to her sweet personality. She doesn’t understand why the older goes to such lengths as to avoid her entirely during the day, materialising out of thin air once the clock hits 6pm.The cook omits the dancing blonde in exchange of looking at the million drops of water breaking against the glass of the window, silently ignoring Althea when she smiles at him.“Uh, could you...” Althea mumbles in a whisper. Her voice is so low Harley barely hears it. He looks at the blonde standing shyly in front of him, a light blush covering her cheeks and ears as she tries to speak clearly.“What?”“The song. Could you...repeat it?” Althea digs her nails on her palm. Talking to Harley makes her uncomfortable, specially since he ignores her so ferven
Sold to Diaz Cartel It is what it is.
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 19: It is what it is..During the next weeks, Harley sits on the corner of the studio, managing the music for the younger while she dances. Althea tries to talk to him multiple times, not being used to people not warming up to her sweet personality. She doesn’t understand why the older goes to such lengths as to avoid her entirely during the day, materialising out of thin air once the clock hits 6pm.The cook omits the dancing blonde in exchange of looking at the million drops of water breaking against the glass of the window, silently ignoring Althea when she smiles at him.“Uh, could you...” Althea mumbles in a whisper. Her voice is so low Harley barely hears it. He looks at the blonde standing shyly in front of him, a light blush covering her cheeks and ears as she tries to speak clearly.“What?”“The song. Could you...repeat it?” Althea digs her nails on her palm. Talking to Harley makes her uncomfortable, specially since he ignores her so ferven
Sold to Diaz Cartel it is only a matter of time.
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 20: it is only a matter of time..It takes Harley until almost midnight to finish cleaning the kitchen once more after dinner and organising everything for the next day’s breakfast. He is tired, every muscle in his legs screaming for him to sit down and rest as he slowly walks to his room, ready to jump on his bed. If he goes to sleep immediately he can still catch four hours or so of sleep.“Hey!” Exclaims a voice that turns his sore muscles into stone. “What was the only thing I told you to do, hm?”Diaz is standing behind him, arms crossed over his chest and gloomy expression hardening his, otherwise, youthful features.“Make a four course dinner that includes stake and pork,” Harley whispers keeping his head down.There isn’t many times when Diaz speaks to him other than to give vague orders as to what he wants to eat, which only allows for short interactions between them. Having to stand in here, alone with him in the kitchen, scares Harley the
Sold to Diaz Cartel every day worse than the one before.
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 21: every day worse than the one before.. Alone, Althea seizes the opportunity to walk to the studio which she hopes is still unlocked, after the morning’s events.After what happened with Jana last time, Diaz ordered security to be kept to a minimum in the hallways near the room Althea sleeps in. She gives a silent thank you for the lack of guards as she scurries through the mansion to the studio. When she reaches the door, she takes a small breath before trying the knob.ClickIt opens gently, revealing the spacious place inside. Althea smiles dumbly, turning the light on and only then noticing the jacket folded on the floor.Harley’s.She grabs the jacket and checks the pockets, wishing the cook was unorganised enough to forget the iPod, however, the only thing she finds is a small container shaped like a flower.The cute thing smiles at her in all its glittery colourful plastic. Althea hold the flower tightly, amazed like a little kid. It had bee
Sold to Diaz Cartel Althea is a mere doll, owned to obey.
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 22: Althea is a mere doll, owned to obey.. Lucius cries like a child throwing a tantrum. “I even bought a new cologne!”.“How is it my fault my brother’s wife won’t let you fuck her.”“She doesn’t have to! You are of no help! None at all!”. Lucius stomps out of the office, surprising Althea who startles. The raven doesn’t even look at her as he furiously walks away. Althea would think he looks cute, acting like a kid, were it not for the fact that he was asking Diaz permission to force himself on Jana.“Kitten,” Diaz calls from the door. “What are you doing here?”. “Hmm.” Althea hesitates to talk, her mind going wild with the fact that she just got caught eavesdropping.The older comes closer to her and grabs her by the waist, softly pulling her near to leave a peck on her lips.“It’s ok, tell me.”“I need music…for…dancing,” Althea says. “Harley left his iPod in the kitchen and—“.“Ronan is in there,” completes the brunette with a knowing nod. “Her
Sold to Diaz Cartel words being thrown into the air
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 23: words being thrown into the air. “Hey,” says Clyde not moving. He is holding a cigarette between two fingers and is looking towards the night sky. When Althea stands next to him, he offers the blonde one. “Are you crouching or are you going to make me stand up?”. Clyde asks the standing blonde as she makes no movement to get closer to light her cigarette.“I...can’t sit,” confesses Althea, a flush of embarrassment warms her uncovered body. With Jana turning overprotective again, she only had a chance to grab her thin sweater, a soft piece of fabric barely long enough to cover her ass, before she could make it out without waking anyone up. For once, Althea doesn’t care about her half nudity.By now, everyone has seen everything anyways.“Oh,” replies the older. In all his sweetness, he stands up to light Althea’s cigarette, sitting back down when the silver smoke starts pouring into the night air.“Thanks,” whispers the blonde, taking a deep dr
Sold to Diaz Cartel three simple words to forever destroy me
Sold to Diaz Cartel .Chapter 24 : three simple words to forever destroy me. Couple days pass with Althea unable to move, lying on the bed full of regrets as she is babied by Janina who, all of a sudden, never leaves her side. The older over tends to her every need and sleeps beside her every night, pushing Althea into suffocation. It takes her exactly four days to convince Janina into letting her leave the room and spend the afternoon with Harley, the blonde sheltering herself behind the excuse of needing to hide from Diaz who never misses a day to come wish Althea a good morning and good night.It takes her another four hours of indecision and half whispers to gather enough determination to take a step near the edge of the cliff.“Harley,” starts the blonde. hesitant. “Can I ask about your past?”“No.”“I need to know—““No.”“Harley, please.”“I don’t want to talk about it.”“Tell me about your past.” Althea sits closer to the cook, eyes staring deeply into the other’s. “Tell m
Sold to Diaz Cartel Born to be owned
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 25: Born to be owned.“I know exactly what you are going through because I lived through it, for years. Everyday wishing he would kill me and, when he didn’t, wishing I could just die,” confesses Harley. With a deep sigh he dries some of the leftover tears on his face, his eyes now dry. “I can name a million different kinks, positions and punishments because I have experienced them all. Mister Cartel was an experimental man and I his toy.”“What about suicide?” Althea lets the words out easily, just like she would in any other mundane conversations, as if the words didn’t describe the only escape for a tortured soul.“Four times,” answers Harley with a smirk on the lips. “I obviously failed miserably. I was also punished, each time.” Harley rolls his sleeves up, uncovering a series of multiple scars extending through his arms. The scars on his wrists seem erratic, of different sizes and depths, contrasting with the precise scars littering the rest of h
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