Mia’s POV
Nervously I stepped out of the car right after Henry and my mouth dropped open in shock on seeing the luxurious mansion before me.The mansion was a magnificent masterpiece of architecture and design, situated on a sprawling estate of lush greenery and manicured gardens. The grand entrance was marked by a sweeping driveway lined with tall trees and a fountain in the center. I couldn't believe that I was actually here, Never have I dreamed of ever stepping my feet on such luxury.“Mia! Follow me” Henry ordered, snapping me back to my senses.What was I thinking admiring the home of my new master! There was so much to worry about! So much in stuck for me… things that weren’t pleasant. I couldn’t let myself lose focus now, even for a second.I take slow steps, silently following him while I let my eyes roam around my surroundings searching for any means of escape.“Don’t even consider escaping. You wouldn’t get far” Henry warned, glaring at me coldly.The new scary countenance he switched to and the threat under his tune made me shiver in fright. I could give anything to not be here right this moment.I stood right behind Henry who was in front of the large door and waited nervously for whoever was going to answer the door after he clicked the doorbell. My palms were sweaty and musty and I couldn’t calm down my heart which was furiously pounding inside my chest.Finally, the door creaked open, revealing a tall, imposing figure. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight of the man before me. He was dressed in a finely tailored suit, fitting his well built body. His dark hair slicked back and his face set in a stern expression.He was the definition of god like male figure. He’s eyes! They were piercing blue, like the depths of the ocean on a clear day. They seemed to bore into my very soul, making me feel vulnerable and exposed. For a moment, I was too stunned to move, frozen by his captivating appearance.One thing was for sure- he wasn’t any thing like Henry.And he definitely wasn’t old. Maybe somewhere in his late twenties or early thirties."Henry. Fancy seeing you here" the man said, his voice deep and commanding. I felt a part of me melt on hearing his intoxicating voice."And who is this?" He turned his gaze to me, his eyes piercing and cold."This is Mia," Henry replied.The man who I assumed to be Marco scrutinized my every being. He steps back and made way for us to come inside. Henry’s warning glare was enough for me to start moving, still keeping my mouth shut all this while.I stood just beside the door cluelessly and allowed my gaze to follow the two men as they took their seats uncaring of my presence here. It was like they had forgotten about me already.“I thought I made it clear to you that I rather not see you. Yes I agreed to ignore your mis conduct and kept you in the gang but that doesn’t mean I would accept you inside my home if you decide to randomly show up uninvited” Marco said harshly, the anger in his eyes undeniable.Mis-conduct?His Gang?Who exactly was this guy?I couldn't help but feel curious and fearful at the same time. Who was Marcoand what kind of gang was he talking about? My mind was racing with questions, but I knew better than to speak out of turn. I remained silent, observing the two men as they spoke in hushed tones."I understand your concerns, Marco. But I have a proposition for you," Henry said, his tone calm and collected."I'm listening," Marco replied, his eyes never leaving Henry.Henry leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Marco. "I need your help with a job. A big job. And I know you're the only one who can pull it off."Marco raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "What kind of job?""A heist," Henry said, his voice low and urgent. "A high-stakes robbery of a wealthy businessman's mansion. We need your expertise and your connections to make it happen."Marco leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he considered Henry's proposal. "And what's in it for me?" he asked, his voice cool and calculating.Henry leaned back as well, a small smirk playing on his lips. "A cut of the profits, of course. And the satisfaction of pulling off the biggest heist this city has ever seen."Marco seemed to mull over the offer for a few moments before nodding slowly. "Alright. I'm in. But I'll need more detailsHenry grinned, clearly pleased with Marco's agreement. "Excellent. I knew you’d agree so I brought a gift with me” he said with a smirk and looked my way.I knew things were about to go downhill right this moment.My heart sank as Henry's eyes locked onto mine. I had a feeling that I was about to become a pawn in their game. Marcoturned his gaze towards me once again, his eyes cold and calculating.“And what does she have to do with this?" he asked, his voice sharp.“Nothing important I suppose. She is just my thank you gift to you. I’m aware you already have a lot of women at your beck and call, women dying to please you. But the moment I saw her - Mia, I knew you would be interested in this pure damsel” Henry said with a smirk.My heart sank as I heard Henry's words. I felt sick to my stomach, but I knew better than to speak out of turn. I remained silent, my eyes downcast as I tried to make myself as small as possible. Marco's eyes flicked over to me, his gaze cold and assessing."I don't need any more women, Henry," he said, his voice sharp.Henry chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement."Come on, Marco. Don't be so uptight. She's just a little gift. You can do whatever you want with her."I felt my cheeks burn with shame and anger. How dare they treat me like some object to be traded and used? I wanted to scream at them, to tell them that I was a human being with thoughts and feelings, not some toy to be passed around. But I knew that it would only make things worse for me. So I kept my mouth shut, my eyes still downcast.The room fell silent but I could still feel the burning gaze of Marco me and I couldn’t help but squirm where I stood.“Come here” he finally spoke up.MIA’s POV“Come here” he finally spoke up.“I think it’s about time I take my leave” Henry chirped in and exited the mansion without another word.I stayed glued to my spot, too scared to get any closer to him- Marco.Marco stood up from his seat and walked towards me, his eyes still fixed on me. I felt my heart race faster as he approached me, unsure of what he was going to do. He stopped right in front of me, towering over me with his imposing figure. I could feel his breath on my face as he leaned in closer. "You're Mia, right?" he asked, his voice low and commanding. I nodded slowly, too afraid to speak. “Use your words” he ordered.“Yes” said lowly.“Yes what?” He inquired, one of his eyebrows raised questionly.For a second I was clueless on what he meant by that, but I was quick to realize he wanted me to address him properly.“Yes sir” I replied.“How old are you?” He asked.“Twenty,” I muttered.I flinched as he reached out his hand, but he didn't touch me. Instead, he brus
MIA'S POVI stood there, my body still shaking with desire and fear. What had just happened? I couldn't believe that I had allowed myself to be controlled like that. Marco had taken advantage of my vulnerability, and I had let him. I felt disgusted with myself, but at the same time, a part of me wanted more. I wanted to feel his touch again, to experience that pleasure once more.I had to find a way out, although that was very unlikely. I was in his large mansion and had absolutely no idea on what to do.In a haste, I gathered my clothes that were lying helplessly on his marble floor and quickly clothed my naked body."Hey, Mia I suppose. I'm Nelly" I heard a feminine voice from behind me and turned around to see a middle aged woman who looked quite friendly, unlike the strict people I met earlier.So she's Nelly, Marco mentioned…I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed to be caught in such a compromising situation. "Hi, Nelly," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Marco said you co
MIA'S POVI was frozen in my seat at the edge of the bed, as Marco walked towards me. His eyes were cold and calculating, and I could feel the weight of his gaze on me. I knew that I was in trouble, but I didn't know what to do. "You didn't answer my question," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "What question?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing?" he demanded. "I...I don't know," I stuttered, feeling the fear rise up in me. Marco's eyes narrowed at my answer, and I could feel him studying me, trying to read my thoughts. "Why are you asking questions about me? Henry sent you for that purpose, didn't he?," he asked finally, his voice low and menacing. "I can tell when someone is lying to me," he said gravely. I shook my head, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I'm not lying," I said, my voice barely above a whisper."Henry didn't ask me to do anything. I have no idea who he is either! All I know is that he bought me off from the stran
MIA'S POVAfter I reached my room, I collapsed onto the bed, trying to make sense of everything that had happened. I couldn't deny that I was attracted to Marco, And that scared me- how could I be attracted to someone who I met just today, my new owner. And he wasn't just anyone… From what I gathered from the men's conversation, Marco was their Mafia leader. Only that thought was enough to send shivers down my spine and not in a good way.I knew that I was in deep trouble. I had heard stories about the Mafia and their brutal ways. I didn't want to be a part of that world, but it seemed like I had no choice. I couldn't help but wonder why Henry had gifted me to Marco. Did he know who Marco was? Did he know what kind of life I was getting myself into?Now I finally had time to be alone. I felt clouded with emotions and my eyes brimmed with tears once again.๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑๑˙❥˙๑.The bright morning sun rays coming from the large windows startled me awake. I sat up, rubb
MIA'S POV.I couldn't believe what he was asking me to do. Kneel in front of him? Was he serious? But as I looked into his eyes, I could see the intensity and the dominance in them, and I knew that I couldn't dare disobey him. I slowly got down on my knees, feeling the carpet brush against my skin. I kept my eyes downcast, trying to avoid looking at Marco directly. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice cold and dominant. I slowly lifted my head, meeting his gaze. He was staring at me intensely, his eyes dark and full of desire. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, and I knew that I was in trouble. "Mia," he said, his voice low and seductive."You will do whatever I ask of you, without question." I nodded, feeling a mix of fear and desire coursing through me. He was my owner now, and I had to do whatever he asked of me. "Good," he said, his lips curling into a smirk. "Now, I want you to do something for me."I waited for him to continue, my heart racing with anticipation. I
MIA’s POVI knew that I was in for a wild ride with Marco. He was dominant, and I found myself willing to submit to him, to let him take control. I wanted to explore my desires, to push my limits, and Marco was the perfect person to help me do that. What was happening to me? I couldn’t even explain."What else do you want me to do, sir?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Marco smirked, his eyes scanning my body. "I want you to strip for me," he commanded. My heart raced as I stepped back and began to slowly remove my clothing, piece by piece. Marco watched me intently, his gaze never leaving my body. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I stood before him, completely exposed."Good girl," he praised, his voice low and husky.He walked towards me, his hand trailing down my body. I shivered at his touch, feeling a mix of fear and desire coursing through me. Marco was in control, and I knew that I had to obey him. "You have a beautiful body, Mia," he said, his eyes scan
CHAPTER 11MIA’s POV What just happened?. I couldn't believe that I had been so weak that I had succumbed to him and my desires and the attraction just kept growing but it made me hate myself and the more I thought about it the more I just wanted to bury myself six feets under the ground.I wouldn't say that I didn't like what I did there and the blow job wasn't very good because it was my first time and I was sure that I've never given a blow job before so obviously I was new to all of this but part of me still felt like some kind of whore and damn I think I was.I licked my lips one more time and to be honest it wasn't because my lips were dry, it was because of the remaining cum on my lips and I didn't know why but I liked the salty taste and it made me sound like some kind of slut.I've never been this intimate with a guy and all of my years of living I had never thought that I would one day kneel and give a guy a blow job. It's not like I wasn't going to do anything like pleasur
MIA POV " You're late," I heard a voice that totally got my attention and it was none other than Marco's. I found it kind of weird that he had a time table for dinner because I didn't expect such a busy business man to have time for dinner." Sorry, it's all my fault sir," Nelly said, trying to cover up for me when really it was all me because I kept bombarding her with annoying questions." I'll let you off with a warning to me but it must never happen again ," he said and I nodded in response while Nelly went to usher in the maids.They came to set up the table and brought in different varieties of dishes that I haven't even seen in my life and just by looking at it made my mouth water and I was sure that I was ready to finish it all up." Eat," Marco said in a command tone. I wasted no time and started digging into the food and it was so delicious that I couldn't help but moan." I like it when you moan cara Mia, it makes me think of all the dirty things I could do with that mouth