His Little Mistress

ELENA'S POV;

"So innocent. His icy blue eyes pierced into mine. "And submissive like a sheep to the slaughter." His hand traced my jawline right in front of my uncle. I shuddered out of fear. "So trusting." I gasped as his two fingers tightened on my jaw. " I could break you if I wanted to." He whispered into my ear, his breath hot against my neck. "Your innocence blares like a red flag." His grip tightened as his eyes darkened. I tried to shrink, I really did but his eyes kept me still. I was afraid to speak. I dared not. "I could make you do anything I wanted." He said. "Isn't that so Leo?" He asked my uncle.

"It sure is so Antonio. You can have her all to yourself." My uncle stated. I felt tears sting my eyes, feeling like a slave. "She's no use for me anyways. Her father and mother left her with me, and I'm in no state to take care of another child."

"Hmm." Antonio thought considerably. My body stiffened under his dark gaze. Then he smirked. "You don't know the things I would like to do with this little body of yours mi amore." He said pulling me closer to his body. "How much for her?" He asked in his thick Italian accent.

"It's a very high price, Mr. Antonio."

"Name it!" Antonio gave my uncle a harsh glare.

"Three hundred thousand pounds."

"Leonardo, settle him. You can keep the change." He took me by the hand and let me out of the house. I was as obedient as a sheep led to the slaughter indeed. He glared at me when he noticed my hesitance and I shrunk backward. "Get in, now." He opened the door, while I shakily entered. Leonardo was out in a moment. "Settled?" Antonio cocked a brow while Leonardo winked. I knew something wasn't right, but I dared not say anything. Antonio entered and immediately turned my face towards him. "Make sure you cooperate darling. If not, I will design your skull with my bullets." His fingers brushed my lips.

"Where to?" Leonardo asked from the passenger seat.

"Home, I still have a retard to deal with." Then he turned to me. "And perhaps, I might get a little pleasure as well." I shifted fearfully away from him but he only chuckled darkly. From the rear mirror, I saw Leonardo's smirk.

His massive mansion was dark, just like him. Well structured and constructed but with no life.

We highlighted from the limousine, and what caught me was the fascinating and expensive cars that he possessed. Everything about him screamed dread, wealth, and murder.

He grabbed me by the hand and I jumped but obliged as he escorted me into the mansion.

His pace was fast and I had to keep up. His grip was rough and unmerciful. He opened the door to a room with four walls. There was a man seated, looking tortured, nearly to death.

"Pass me the chain Leonardo and the gun." I moved to the wall as I tried to look away from what was about to happen. "Tell me something Francesco, are you proud of yourself?" He questioned, but Francesco seemed too weak to even reply. "That's what I thought. I would have handed you over to my men, but I will personally deal with you and torture you." He stated darkly. "And if you don't speak, you might as well just die, I have no need of you anyways."

"You can't get what you're looking for. If I tell you the truth you'll kill me anyways. Isn't that the way of the mafia? We're all merciless. Since you have no need of me, you might as well just kill me already." Francesco stated and Antonio moved back a little with cocked brows, slightly impressed at this man's boldness.

"You still haven't learnt your lesson I see. But you're right, our golden rule is ruthless. Perhaps I should show you just how merciless I can be." I noticed Francesco visibly tremble but tried to hide it behind a nonchalant face.

"Do your worst Antonio. You won't ever hear about his whereabouts from my lips."

"You've really told me how useless you are." He stretched his hand towards Leo who placed a knife in his hand. Leo went behind the man and held his head so he wouldn't move. I watched with terror. "Since you say I won't hear it from your lips, then it's useless, isn't it? And there are your tongue and teeth. How about I make them completely useless?" Fear flashed in the man's eyes. "Your death would have been less painful if you just told me where he was."

"Bu...buh... but you know who your brother is. A seasoned criminal, even detectives, have been searching for him for years. He's anonymous, how would I know where to find him?"

"Lies spilling from that tongue of yours. I have all the evidence to prove that you are closest to him. And you dare lie to my face?" Antonio's eyes flashed with anger as he questioned. Francesco's fear was beginning to reveal itself.

"I...re...really don't know where he is?" He stuttered.

"Hold him still." Leo obliged. "Only an idiot doesn't listen to me. Only an idiot."

I watched as the knife got closer through this man's lips and the way he instinctively shook on the chair.

I screamed as I slid down the wall down to the cold floor. I noticed Antonio's eyes shifted sideways in my direction and I covered my lips.

He instantly rose and shot the man over and over again.

The blood that slashed on his body made me unconsciously gag. I couldn't stand the sight of blood.

Leonardo glanced at me, his expression giving nothing away but I knew he didn't appreciate my interruption.

I visibly shook because this was worse, far worse than what I'd been through. It was adding more intensity to my trepidation.

"Take her upstairs." He ordered.

Leo wasted no time walking over to me and pulling me off the floor. I instinctively screamed out of fear but he tightened his grip on me.

"Please, please... please." I trembled.

Antonio tilted his head with interest and then walked over to me, I tried to shift away from him. I was terrified to the core. My heart pounded loudly in my chest.

His eyes stayed on mine for a little bit longer and I felt myself shrink even more. He motioned to Leo who pulled me out of the torture room.

Tears stung the corner of my eyes as he didn't give me time to keep up with him.

When we got to the door, he opened it and tossed me inside. I landed on the carpet, hands on the tiled floor.

"Coward," Leo said before shutting the door behind him. I looked around with shaky breathing.

I even feared getting up from this carpet because he could appear behind my back at any time.

My entire body was shaky. Unable to move. Then the door opened and I scampered backwards.

I looked up, staring into the icy blue eyes of Antonio himself.

"I don't think I introduced myself properly to you." He studied my movement and smiled as he bent down to my level. His grin is more devilish from this angle. "You can call me Damon. The most deadliest mafia in the world. Care to know more?"

I shook my head vigorously. And his grin got wider.

"You've seen nothing amore. Just wait till you hear the whole truth about me." I observed as his eyes darkened. "Then you'll understand why they call me the deadliest."

DAMON'S POV;

I headed towards my office, the terror on Elena's face still evident in my head...so many things I wanted to do to those lips that hung slightly open as she looked at me. I opened my cell phone... And stormed back into my office, slamming the door behind me.

"Are the files ready?"

"They're all set, Antonio."

My office was dimly lit, and tension hung heavy in the air as my anger surged from within.

After reviewing the files, I threw the files that Leonardo had given me onto my desk, scattering them everywhere. I couldn't believe it.

There was nothing in those files that could help me find my brother. I knew my eyes were quite deadly at the moment.

But that fool's where about was what was sprinting around my mind at the moment.

I clenched my fists and slammed my hands down on my desk. "Where is he?" he snarled. "Where is that bastard hiding?"

Leonardo stepped backwards still always shocked at my violent reactions. His eyes were wide with concern. "Antonio, you need to calm down, we'll certainly find him." He said carefully.

I ignored him and continued to pace back and forth across the room. "I'm going to kill him," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "I'm going to find him and I'm going to kill him!"

I clenched my fists and turned away from the window.

"We have to dig deeper into this information, I wouldn't ever let that retard go free after what he did to my parents. He had no definite reason, he made me heartless, and what he reaped from me, is definitely what he's going to sow." I growled.

My mind flashed back to the time we were younger, his words echoed in my mind.

"I did it. I killed our parents!!"

"Why?!!!"

"This is exactly how you should be Damon. In a world like this, you have to be heartless to survive."

"What did they do to you?!" My blood boiled as I looked at my brother. He wasn't the same person I used to adore. He was a bloodthirsty monster.

"They did nothing, and that's the point brother. I would kill you too, but what do you know? Call the police or any emergency number. But never call me. Cause if I ever meet you again, you'll die."

"Perhaps you might need a break, don't you think? You need something to vent your anger on isn't it?" Leo asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Where are you getting at?"

"One of your men was found sneaking around."

"Where's my gun?" I asked and Leo tossed it to me from the table behind him.

I wasted no time heading for the torture room. When I opened the door the figure on the chair jumped.

"Oh I see, it's you?" I recognized him, but I'd never trusted him. "Who would have thought one of my men would go against me." He was shaken.

"I didn't..." I shot him. Straight in the head. I was in no mood to argue or question anyone.

"You know my friend, from how frustrated you are, I'm afraid you're going to kill the slut I ordered for you."

"Slut?" I questioned. Ever since I set my eyes on Elena, I had no need for sluts because she was going to be my pleasure.

"It's been a while since you actually kicked it. Your eyes have been so glued to that girl you've not considered having a slut in the bed for a while."

"I'm not interested," I said and he chuckled. Why was he my best friend again?

"Why are you acting this way because of one woman? We both know she's too innocent for that." His words made me smirk darkly because I knew what I saw.

"Speak for yourself." I stalked towards the room the slut could be in and without warning opened the door.

Who needed to give a slut warning anyway? She gasped, raising her upper weight from the bed.

"Get out before I kill you." Her eyes widened before she quickly rose from the bed. My eyes scanned her body but I was zero impressed with what I saw.

I wasn't turned on in any way. I didn't move from where I was, I didn't care how she got out, but she had better.

She paused the scowl on my face, nearly scaring her to death that she passed underneath my arm and scurried away.

"Fuck! That's no fun. She's one of the best-advertised sluts."

"If you want her that bad you can have her," I stated, monotonously. "I have other pressing matters to attend to." I strutted past him towards Elena's room.

"I promise she's not capable enough to satisfy you. She's just so... weak" I glared at him for saying that.

"If there's anyone that has the right to belittle Elena, it's me. So watch your tongue friend, you know me most." I said and he raised his hands in surrender. "Good!"

I proceeded to her room and then I opened the door, just as I did for the slut.

I noticed she was asleep but I didn't care. She was mine, I could do whatever I wanted with her, whenever I wanted.

I stalked towards her bed. She was so petite, so little and innocent. I could feel myself harden at the sight of her. I groaned. Then I heard her whimper.

I furrowed my brows, the sound was so foreign to me. It wasn't slutty, just... innocent, like a child's.

She whimpered again just as I moved towards her. Her face was contorted with pain.

"Stop. I can't...I can't take it much longer." I looked down and noticed the way she clasped her legs together. I furrowed my brow. "Stop... stop," I growled, wanting to know who was tormenting her. "Hmm."

Did she just...moan?

I cocked an interesting brow.

"Antonio."

"Fuck!" My name literally just escaped her lips.

"You can't!"

Never knew anyone talked this much in their sleep until I met her.

"Stop!" Oh, I was the one doing things to her. I tilted my head as my crotch got harder and painful.

I watched as her lips slightly slung open and images of what I would do to them clawed my mind.

"I knew you had such a slutty mind."

I'd watched her for years before I bought her. After getting abused by her uncle a lot of times, I kept a close tab on her.

I hated the way he touched her each time they were alone. I wanted her all to myself.

I listened to her screams when he sexually molested her and hated it. I wanted those screams to be for me.

Having her was always part of my plan since the day I saw the bruises on her neck the moment I set my eyes on her, right in a hotel to meet a man.

A man I shot before she could even get to him. Nobody was getting as much as a strand of hair from what was mine.

Right where I was, I stroked my cock. And groaned imagining she was the one doing so.

I didn't even care if she woke up to see me doing this, that was fucking what I wanted. I grunted and heard a gasp.

I raised my eyes and met her gaze. They were focused on my huge cock.

Then she visibly bit her lips, even still I could see the horror in her eyes, she was still frightened of me.

She didn't take her eyes off me till I spilt. It was then her eyes raised to meet mine.

"See what you do to me, puttana?"

ELENA'S POV;

I got out of the bathroom and jumped when I noticed Damon seated on the bed.

"Took you long enough." He said monotonously and rose from the bed, walking towards me.

I noticed a gown lying on the bed and a few pieces of jewellery and wondered why he would bring them to me.

He stalked towards me, his eyes landing on my chest before darkening, while I shifted back.

Then he cocked a brow and leaned on the wall behind me.

Oh!

"Wear those." He suddenly said and I stopped moving before staring over his shoulder at the dress.

I slowly moved towards the outfit conscious of the gaze on my neck. The black silky and glimmering outfit caught my eyes but then...I expected that he would have left the room by now so I could dress.

I turned to him, the movement weighing heavily upon my chest.

"You don't expect me to leave do you?" He questioned but I dared not speak. "I'm not the only man who'll be seeing your body, am I?" His question made tears sting my eyes... because he was right, he wasn't the first. "Take your towel off, now. Or I'll do it for you."

His tone was deadly calm, and I was sincerely terrified to go against him. I was still hesitant, my hands trembling. Then I noticed him smirk. He was enjoying this.

"When people refuse me, it makes my blood boil. I am not a very patient man. So do as I say, or suffer the consequences." His voice was low and foreboding, fear instilling.

My heart thumped faster out of fear. I closed my eyes and allowed the towel to fall.

Who was I to refuse him, at this point? I was at his mercy.

I gasped when I felt him behind me, opening my eyes to see us in front of the mirror. He growled into my ear, his breath hot against my neck.

"Do you really want to refuse me right now?" He asked and I instantly shook my head. His hand slowly gripped my neck, but tight enough for me to choke. "Use your words." He demanded.

"N..no." My words came out in barely a whisper.

"It's two things amore. Either you do as I say, or you do nothing else. And apparently, you wanted to do it your way." He stared into my eyes from the mirror. "Perhaps I should remind you who it is that owns you."

"Ple..please," I said and the smirk in his eyes made me shudder unintentionally.

"Please what?"

"I.." The words hung in my throat. I couldn't speak.

"Please...what?" He growled.

"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." I said, but he only grinned mischievously.

"I don't listen to pleas." His thumb traced my lips. That little touch was enough to set my whole body on fire. "My little slut." He whispered into my ear causing me to stiffen.. "Clothed with an angel's body."

I felt a warm liquid pool between my legs as my core ached, apparently begging for attention. His grip on my neck tightened a little, making the pressure on my heat a little more intense.

I ached so badly that a whimper left my lips.

"I wonder what those lips of yours could do and these slutty hips can move." With one hand still on my neck he moved his other hand down to my heat. I gasped at how much it ached. "I wonder how my cock will sit on that little tongue of yours." He slightly entered me with one finger. "Make no sound."

I pressed my lips together as he teased me. With the way my core ached, I couldn't help myself and tried to press lower on his finger.

"Not so fast." He continued to tease me and I nearly whimpered out of frustration.

I really didn't understand why I was this needy, knowing how brutal he was, how could I be so drawn to him?

Then he entered me, I tried to shut my legs.

"Keep them spread." He said while I pressed my lips harder so I wouldn't make any sound. "Such a dirty slut aren't you? Look at how needy you are." His words didn't trigger me in any way, only made me wetter. "Fuck, you're tight."

My breast jiggled and from the mirror, I noticed his eyes darken at the sight of them. The sight of his finger thrusting into me was so erotic.

Then he added another. I didn't think I could take it anymore, his thrusts were harsher, faster. My eyes shut tightly.

"Ahhh," I screamed and he pulled out.

"I told you not to make a sound didn't I?"

"I..I'm sorry." I was exhausted already and was trying to catch my breath.

"Get dressed. We have somewhere to be." I wanted to ask where but I shut my mouth the moment I noticed the look on his face. "Don't ask questions, just get dressed."

He was back to being the Damon I know him to be. He stopped by the door.

"Don't keep me waiting." He said and left. I dropped to the ground still naked and looked at the dress on top of my bed.

I looked at myself in the mirror the moment I was dressed and was uncertain.

The dress was indeed beautiful but then it was really revealing.

My cleavage was on display and the gown was a bit below my thighs. I tied my hair in a simple ponytail cause that was how I always loved it.

With the champagne purse in my hand, I walked out of the room and instantly jumped the moment I saw Leo and some of Damon's men, classically dressed but alert.

Leonardo's first impression towards me wasn't convincing at all. And right now, when he set his eyes on me, I could swear I noticed a flicker of surprise. But it was gone as soon as it came. He gave me an unimpressed look afterwards.

"Come with me." I obliged and followed him down the corridor till we were out of the mansion.

I was only in slippers because I had no shoes to wear.

I noticed Damon in his black limo, looking devilishly handsome, his striking blue eyes met mine and I just couldn't help but think how a gorgeous man like him had such a ruthless personality.

But who was I to question his personality?

One of the men opened the door for me and I slightly bowed to thank him.

Nobody had ever done that for me before. Being treated this way was foreign to me.

I entered the limo and noticed new female heels beside him but I said nothing, instead I moved to the other seat.

"What are you doing?" I turned noticing he had a brow cocked. His expressions always make me feel stupid.

"I...I..." Without allowing me to complete my statement, he tapped the space beside him, his eyes on mine, betraying no emotion of his.

I obediently did as he said. Then he took one of my legs causing me to jump then placed it on his thighs before wearing it on my feet.

Then he went ahead to do the other one. I noticed how striking he looked from this angle like he was sculpted by a god himself. Then he placed both legs upon his crotch causing me to gasp at his bulge.

"I will do so many things to you, my little slut. I'm curious about how the little devil within you is. Perhaps after our wedding night." His fingers caressed my legs up to my thighs. Then he made eye contact with me and smirked. "Mi amore, breaking you would be so easy. And that's exactly what I swear to do till nothing is left of you."

I gulped.