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 brushed a strand of hair away from my face, his touch surprisingly gentle. I couldn't help but shiver at his touch, my body betraying me.What was this weird sensation I’m feeling?“Strip darling” he whispered in a low order.I froze at his words, my mind unable to comprehend what he was asking of me. My heart raced even faster, my palms getting clammy as I tried to think of a way out of this situation. But there was no way out. I was trapped in this room with him, and he was in charge. I had to do what he said.“Huh?” I gasped, my voice shaky and my cheeks flushed deep red in embarrassment.Marco's eyes narrowed at my hesitation."Do you want to make me do that for you? I can’t promise to be gentle” he warned, his voice firm and unwavering.I shook my head, still unable to believe this was happening to me.But as much as I wanted to resist, I knew better than to disobey his order. I took a deep breath and slowly began to unbutton my blouse, my hands shaking with every movement. Feeling a bit uneasy, I glanced around the humongous living room, fearing that someone might come in. On seeing no other presence, I pushed down my nerves as much as I could.Marco's eyes never left me as I stripped down to my underwear, feeling vulnerable and exposed. He stood there, his arms crossed over his chest, watching me with a cold and calculating gaze. And for just a second, lust flashed through his eyes.When I was left with just my underwear, I stood there, my eyes downcast, waiting for his next command.“Look at me” he ordered.I slowly lifted my head, my eyes meeting his intense gaze. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I saw the hunger in his eyes. His gaze traveled down my body, taking in every inch of my exposed skin. I felt like a mannequin on display, completely at his mercy."You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and husky."Do you know that?" He asked.I shook my head, feeling a surge of heat rush to my cheeks.Marco stepped closer, his hand reaching out to touch my cheek. I flinched at his touch, but he didn't seem to notice, or rather did not mind.“You're mine now, Mia," he said, his voice low and possessive."There’re so many things I would do to you. Things that would leave your innocence tainted”I felt a chill run down my spine at his words. What did he mean by that? I tried to take a step back, but he grabbed my arm, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my skin."Please no" I whimpered.I tried to struggle, but his grip on my arm was too strong. He chuckled at my feeble attempts to resist him.“Don't worry, Mia. I won't hurt you...unless you want me to," he whispered in my ear, his voice dripping with seduction.I felt a knot form in my stomach at his words. I didn't want this. I didn't want any of this. But I was trapped, and he was in control.I let out a small moan unknowingly, the moment his hands caressed my stomach. And body shook in undeniable pleasure as his hands slid downwards.I couldn't believe what was happening to me. My body was betraying me, responding to his touch even though my mind was screaming for me to resist. Marco's hands moved lower, and I felt heat rush through my body as he cupped my core through my underwear. I gasped, my eyes closing involuntarily as pleasure coursed through me."You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his voice low and seductive.I couldn't deny it.My body was responding to his touch, and I felt ashamed of myself for enjoying it. But I couldn't help it. Marco's touch was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was foreign and I felt myself enjoying it a little too much.Suddenly he pulled away from me, and oddly I was disappointed, shamelessly longing to have his hands back on me.“Nelly would show you your way around here” he said.Then he was out like a light, leaving my helpless self alone in this large room.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
MIA'S POVI stared at the door again and again with lots and lots of questions in my mind. I didn't understand why the door was locked even though the other rooms were always locked but Nelly has the key to every other room except this one and I didn't understand why Marco didn't give her the key to that one.I was just so desperate that if I had the chance to break in. I would just break in at least to see what was inside and fill up my curiosity so that all of us could rest and then I wouldn't have to worry about what's hidden behind that door.I shouldn't care but just the fact that it seemed hidden and I've never seen Marco go in and out of it before made me more curious to just want to know what's behind these closed doors. If I could, I would steal the key and just go in even if it's just for one minute.I needed to know what's there. I felt like there was a kind of huge thing inside that Marco was hiding and didn't want any other person to see it. I kept on walking closer and