Be My Slave: A Mafia Romance

I covered my ears as the banging on the door became louder, I prayed they wouldn't break down my door and barge in.

This has been my life since my father died, debt collectors always chasing after me. If I'm unlucky, they see me outside and chase me all around town but if I'm lucky, like today, they come when I'm inside and bang on my door till they get tired and leave.

They left after a while and I crawled out from under my bed where I hid. I looked around the house my father left for me, I had sold everything valuable and I still hadn't paid even a quarter of the debt we owed. All my part time jobs barely raised enough money to even feed myself. I fell on my knees and let the tears flow from my eyes, this wasn't the life I wanted to live. If I had the choice, I wouldn't choose this life for myself. My phone rang and I recognized the caller.

"Hello, Catalina speaking."

"Hello Miss Catalina, I'm calling in respect for the job you applied for at our club. Congratulations, you passed the interview. You can start tonight."

I jumped around in excitement. I got the job!! I was going to be an exotic dancer at the nightclub. It wasn't really a decent job but it wasn't illegal and the pay was more than what I get from all my part time jobs. I got up on my feet and wiped my eyes dry. This wasn't the time to cry, I had a job to prepare for.

The club was dimly lit and everyone there looked like they had not a single problem in the world. The instruction given to me was simple - make sure the audience is captivated.

The music changed and everyone's eyes were fixed on me as I stepped onto the stage. My heart beat faster with each step I took. Only for five minutes I told myself. I took a deep breath and swallowed hard. Dancing was my passion, my talent. You can do this Catalina. I told myself again.

Then it all came to me. I closed my eyes and let the music pulse through my veins, letting my body take over. I swayed my hips seductively, feeling the fabric of my dress clinging to my skin. I am a very sexy girl, I knew this and I decided to use it to my advantage.

I ran my hands over my body, slowly, lazily, all while moving to the rhythm of the song. Then I opened my eyes and immediately locked eyes with a man sitting at the far end corner and watching me closely, everyone was looking at me but somehow this man's stare made me so nervous, I reminded myself to focus.

I walked slowly to the pole in front of me, as the audience watched, I climbed the pole, spinning effortlessly before descending in a slow, controlled drop, all while staring at the man. Neither of us broke eye contact. Somehow, I wasn't dancing for the audience any longer, I was dancing for this man, this stranger that captivated my soul and made my insides burn just by staring at him. As the music reached its crescendo, I did my final dance and smiled at the crowd teasingly before walking away.

"Good job Catalina." My boss met me backstage. "Your dance was captivating, even I couldn't take my eyes off you. Oh I'm so glad I hired you. Keep up the good work."

"Thank you sir." He tapped my shoulder and walked away.

I went into the changing room to change to my normal clothes, my work here was done. This was the beauty of this work, I thought to myself, less stress and more pay.

While changing, my mind couldn't help but think about the man earlier. He exuded so much power and authority even as he sat with his legs crossed. The way he looked at me was unlike anything. I wondered who he was, and surprisingly I wanted to know everything about him.

I was about to leave when my boss called out to me.

"I'm so glad you're still here Catalina. Someone wants to meet you."

"Who?" I asked.

"Someone very important. You can't say no to him. He's outside the parking lot. Black Limousine, the headlights are on." And with that he left.

As I walked to the parking lot, I prayed silently. What if this was one of the debt collectors and they're finally here to take me? But my boss said it was someone very important.

I sighted the Black Limo with the headlights on and I walked towards it, I knocked on the window and it rolled down immediately.

"Enter." A voice called out from inside.

The door opened and I entered immediately.

It was him, I was very sure of it. The same man at the club. I couldn't see his face clearly at the club but I remembered his attire and I felt the same way I was feeling inside the club so it had to be him.

"What is your name?" The voice was so commanding that I blurted out immediately.

"Catalina Gomez!"

"You dance so well Catalina. I want to see you dance everyday."

That was very direct. I said to myself. I tried to stop myself from blushing. I looked at him again. He was very handsome, his face looked rigid but I think that maybe it's because he didn't smile so often. His hair looked so soft that I wanted to reach out my hand and touch it.

"I want you." The words were like an electric shock that bolted me back to reality.

"What did you just say?" I asked him again.

"I do not like to repeat myself young lady. I'm very sure you heard me." He answered rudely.

"I want you to be my slave. You will do anything I say without complaints. I will have control over your body and all that you do with it. Of course it's not for free, I will pay you. Do you understand?"

Bastard. Rich bastard. Ugh ..I began to feel hatred for this man. Who does he think he is to tell me such an abominable thing?

"Never!" I told him.

"I always have what I want."

"You will never have me!"

"It will only take time, but I must have you. I will own you."

I chuckled.... "That will be over my dead body."

She opened the car door, jumped out of the car and slammed it shut.

My lips curled upward, I had to have her. She did all sorts of things to my body just by dancing. I haven't felt so much excitement in my body for years. I had to have her.

"Get me all the information you can find on Catalina Gomez immediately!" I ordered my driver, who was also my right hand man.

"Yes sir!"

I got home and tried to sleep. It had been a long day. One of the gambling houses had an issue that I had to go and sort out personally. This is why I hated hiring rookies to manage my gambling houses, someone was definitely going to lose their job first thing tomorrow morning.

I was so tired from today's work and I decided to go to one of my clubs and unwind a little. In fact, I was so happy I went there today, I rarely go to my own clubs, I liked to go elsewhere and observe the competition. I wouldn't have ever met Catalina if I didn't decide to go to my club today, such rare beauty! The way she moves her body ....I couldn't stop thinking about her body. The thought of her dancing did things to me. I could feel my blood coursing through my veins like fire. My manhood was already getting hard and I knew I had to find a way to release it if I wanted to sleep tonight. I called Gabriella and asked her to arrange a girl for me immediately.

The girl Gabriella brought to me was sexy, but not as sexy as Catalina. If I hadn't seen Catalina then this girl would have been a pass for me, but now, after seeing Catalina and what she could do with her body, I wasn't sure any other girl would be enough for me if not Catalina.

She went down on her knees and got to work immediately. She grabbed my mighty cock with both of her hands and began to caress it, then she took all of me into her mouth and moved her head up and down slowly. For minutes, she worked vigorously but nothing was working and I knew it was because of Catalina. Then I closed my eyes and thought of her, of her body moving slowly against that pole. I imagined it was Catalina with me, holding my cock with the same hands she used to caress her body while she was dancing, I imagined it was her mouth that held my cock and immediately I felt it all coming at once, I couldn't control it and I ended up pouring all my cum into the girl's mouth. She smiled with satisfaction as she thought she finally got the job done. If only she knew I had to think of someone else. I took the envelope with her payment inside and threw it to her.

"Get out of here now!" I ordered and she hurriedly ran out.

The next day, I sat in my office as I read the file on Catalina. So she is his daughter, I said to myself as I read the part about her parents. They were both dead. Her mother died of cancer and her father died in an accident just recently. How unlucky can one be? She was in a lot of debt too and needed money. Everyone has a price right? I knew exactly how I could get Catalina.

I went back to the club that night, but this time I needed our meeting to be different. I specifically told the manager I wanted Catalina to dance for me privately. It's impossible for him to refuse me, unless he was tired of his job. I sat in the VIP room waiting patiently, anxiously.

I recognized the shock on her face when she came in and saw me seated there.

"You don't give up do you?" She asked me with a look of disdain on her face.

"Not when I want something."

"Why am I here? Can't you leave me alone?"

"You're here to dance." I reminded her, "so dance."

She stood there defiantly and looked me straight in the eye. If only she knew that people lost their lives or a part of their body for looking at me this way.

"You're stubborn. But I don't care. Do as I say!"

"No." Her response was laced with a chill that made it clear she wasn't joking.

"You're fired!" I told her.

The expression on her face was a mix of skepticism and shock. Clearly, she didn't believe me.

"I'm guessing you don't know but this is my club," I informed her, "and as of this moment, you're fired."

She went down on her knees and pleaded, "please I'm sorry, I didn't know you own the place. I'll dance.... I'll dance ... I really need this job sir."

"Now you call me sir. Stand up." I gave her the file in my hand, "look at this and sign it."

She took her time reading it, scanning through the pages as if the words written there were foreign.

"What does this mean?" She asked me.

"It's a contract, it contains rules we will both abide by and what you'll do as my slave."

"I mean this part." She pointed at a page. "Is this real?"

"Yes. It states that I will give you the money to clear your debts and even more, I will also make you the CEO of one of my companies if you agree to be my slave."

"Must you use the term 'slave'?" She looked disgusted at my choice of words.

"Yes. Now are you signing or not?"

"What if I don't?"

"Then I'll kidnap you and have you forcefully and you won't be able to do anything about it."

She pondered hard about the contract, I knew that this was hard for her but it was the only way I could get her. If Catalina finds out who I am and what I do, she would never come close to me.

"Where do I sign?" She asked and I felt my mouth twitch into a smile.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I could only think this as I signed the papers. He knew my weakness and used it against me. Clearly he knows everything about me and I don't even know his name.

"At least be kind enough to tell me your name. Or should I just call you Master?"

A deep chuckle rumbled from his throat. So the beast could actually laugh.

"Miguel Alejandro."

The name sounded familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it so I just brushed the thought aside.

"Why, Miguel?"

"Why what?"

"Why me? Why do you even want a slave?"

"You interest me that's why. You do things to me just by giving me that death stare." He let out a sigh. "I want a slave because you're bound by a contract, you will do anything I say. Relationships are meaningless to me, you have more freedom in a relationship and I don't want that. As a slave, you have no choice."

"Psychopath!"

"This psychopath is actually saving you."

He was right, the money he was giving me would really go a long way in helping me. Plus the company, I could use that to actually start up my life. The contract was only for a year. After one year, I would be free and I would have a company to myself. Even though this decision was one I wasn't proud of, I tried to look at the bright side of it. If I work everyday for one year, I still wouldn't pay off my debt. As much as I hated this, it was a win for me too.

"Let's go!" He commanded.

"Where?"

"My house of course, didn't you read the contract? You'll be living with me."

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Miguel's mansion was like a fortress, the gates were surrounded by armed men. Surveillance cameras were everywhere I turned. Servants filled the house and were scurrying around to assist me with whatever I needed. Who is Miguel Alejandro? Why did he need so much security?

"This is Gabriella." Miguel introduced me to a fine looking woman, she should be in her forties I presumed.

"Hello, my name is Gabriella." The woman introduced herself and beamed a smile at me.

"Gabriella is the head of affairs of this house, she can get you anything you need."

"Nice to meet you Gabriella, I'm Catalina."

"I know." She said and let out a smile. How did she know? I wondered. Did they talk about me already?

Gabriella took me to my room and promised to take me round the house once I have rested, she told me when dinner would be ready and also informed me that she would be going to pick up my clothes the next morning. When I asked why I couldn't pick up my clothes by myself, she only smiled and walked away.

I grabbed my phone and made a quick search on the internet.

Miguel Alejandro, ruthless leader of the Viperas mafia. A gang involved in illicit crimes such as gambling, drug trafficking, prostitution, extortion, fraud, loan sharking, protection rackets and many others. Considered to be highly dangerous, have never been caught, rumored to be in cahoots with the police and politicians.

What did I just get myself into? No wonder there was something dark about him. A Mafia boss? Did I just agree to be a slave to such a dangerous man? I held my chest tightly as fear gripped me, this wasn't what I bargained for, I've just become part of a dangerous and dark world. He lied to me...if I had known I wouldn't have agreed to this. What do I do now? Is it too late to cancel the contract? Whoever canceled the contract first has to pay a fine of ten million, I'm too poor to pay ten million. I'm going to confront him, he shouldn't have lied to me.

I left my room and went to his, I remembered Gabriella showing me his room before we got to mine. I knocked and knocked for minutes but no answer.

"Boss is not at home." I jumped in fear and turned around. This guy was huge and he held a gun across his arms.

"Where did he go?"

"Business." He simply said and headed back to his post.

I walked aimlessly around the house until I found Gabriella, she was giving the chef instructions on what to make for dinner.

"From tomorrow you are to make breakfast for Miguel, am I right?" she asked.

"Yes." Cooking breakfast for him was part of the contract as his slave. Just how much did Gabriella know about everything?

"Where is Miguel?" I asked her.

"Out for business. Do you need anything?"

"No." I simply said. "I'll be in my room."

As I walked to my room, I wondered how every other person called him boss while Gabriella called him by his first name.

I heard Miguel come back and I waited for an hour before going to meet him. I just needed to confront him, to ask him why he didn't tell me all these things about himself.

"Come in." I heard from inside as I knocked on his door.

He was shirtless and only wore sweatpants underneath. I swallowed hard and marveled at the work of art standing in front of me. I wanted so badly to reach out and touch his chest, to trace my hands along those fine muscles. You hate him! Don't forget! I reminded myself of the hatred I was harboring for this man.

"When will you stop staring, Catalina?" "Do you need anything? I have a lot of work to do."

"Why didn't you tell me you were such a vile and evil man? Why did you lie to me?" I blurted out the questions. "I need an answer!"

But Miguel kept mute, he only looked at me, in a way that made me uncomfortable and nervous, like at the club.

"Say....say something." I stammered.

He took slow steps towards me and looked deep into my eyes.

"Strip Catalina. Take off your clothes."