Sold To The Mafia King

I woke up due to the voices I was hearing in my room.

Where are the voices coming from?

I turned to the side of my bed to switch on my room light, only to be shocked at what I was seeing.

Who are these people?

"What is going on here? And how did you get into my room?" I questioned no one in particular, but I needed an answer from any of them.

"Dad, what is going on?" I turned to my dad, ignoring the strange men as my heartbeat raced with fear.

One of the strange men opened a briefcase that I hadn't noticed that was on the glass table across from my dad.

The man looked up at my father and slowly turned the briefcase towards him, and I literally felt my mouth drop open at the sight.

In the briefcase, neatly packed were lots and lots of 100 dollar bills, it also seems that I'm literally staring at about something that's close or is the exact amount of a million dollars in cash.

A gigantic smile found its way to my father's face.

He took the case from the man, once it was in his hands, he slowly ran his fingers over the contents of the briefcase.

His smile increased as if he is just seeing this huge amount of money before.

Actually, it should be my first time of seeing a lot of hundred dollar notes.

I watched as the whole scene unfolded before me.

No one was willingly to tell me what was happening or what they were doing in my room.

I thought that maybe my father was doing something illegal, and then the word drugs popped in my head.

Drugs were the new deal in town now. Countless people smuggle drugs to different states and countries just to earn a living.

Is my dad now smuggling drugs?

I silently begged that he would not do or have anything to do with drugs or anything close to that.

I hoped that whatever he was doing was for the right reasons.

"Anastasia, you will go with these men." My stepfather muttered.

Go with these men?

Who are they?

"I don't understand." I said, obviously needing an explanation.

"You are coming with us." One of the men said as he got up from the stool beside my reading table.

I looked at my father, then the realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

'No... Anastasia, it's not possible. Dad loves you, he won't do something like that to you.' I thought to myself.

"D...dad ..." I stuttered.

"Allow me to explain this, your stepfather here sold you to my boss for a million dollars. Now you are coming with us. "the man replied.

"You sold me?" I asked in disbelief, thinking that they were probably joking or something.

He, however, continued to trace the outline of the cash with his fingertips in front of him.

"You sold me!" I screamed as I knocked the briefcase from his lap.

My stepfather stood up and slapped me across the cheek.

"What is it that you don't understand? You have become a burden to me and I can't endure it anymore. So follow them." He roared at me.

He tried to hit me again, but the strange men stopped him by pushing him away from me and guiding me.

"Mr. Williams, you already sold her to us. You have no right to hit her again. "

Wait.... Did they actually buy me?

"You sold me out, father?" I asked with a low voice.

"Yes, I sold you and don't you ever refer to me as your father, you b!tch. "

"How could you dad? How could you? I saw you as my father. I respected you and this is how you treat me? Like I was some sort of commodity that can be disposed of at any time?" I whispered, feeling pains in my chest.

"I don't care what these men say, but if I hear you call me dad one more time, I won't hesitate to give you are resounding slap. "

I gulped, trying so hard to understand where I missed it.

How I had ever offended him that could make him sell me off.

"Why..." I whispered.

I wasn't expecting an answer from him, but he responded anyway.

"Because you are a burden to me. I need money to satisfy my needs. What is your use here? Is it not better I sell you off to make money, huh?"

"Help me! Somebody please! Anyone!!" I screamed.

My stepfather laughed devilishly.

"tsk, tsk, tsk, there is no one in this neighborhood that would help you out darling, have you forgotten that the walls of this building are soundproofed? No one will save you, Anastasia. " He mocked at me.

"You are a devil!" I spat at him.

"You can say that again, darling." He laughed devilishly.

He obviously has no conscience or any human feelings.

"I hate you, Mr. Williams, and I pray you rot in hell!" I said with so much hatred in my voice.

"If I were you, I would pray that my new master will be a little nicer than me. I heard he is a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

Horror filled my face as I remembered that I was already sold.

Who is this person that decided to waste his money to buy a human?

He or she must be a psycho.

"Can you take her now? Our chit-chat is over." Mr. Williams said to the strange men.

"No...please don't let them take me. Please." I pleaded with him as tears were threatening to fall from my eyes.

Don't cry Anastasia.

Don't let them see your tears.

Don't let them think you are weak.

My stepfather looked at me pathetically.

"They already paid dear, you have no choice but to go."

"I will work hard to pay you whatever amount they paid, please don't let them take me. Please..."

"Do you have a million dollars to pay me? If you have it, I will ask them to let you go,"

"Please..." I pleaded.

"What? You don't have it?" He laughed at me pathetically.

"Miss Anastasia, you have to go with us to meet your new master." One of the strange men spoke to me.

"I am no one's property. I have no master!" I said with the last courage in me.

"We don't want to forcefully drag you along with us. It will be better for you to cooperate with us and do as we have said." One of the strange men said as he gave me a deadly glare.

Fear gripped me and I swallowed the dried saliva that I had been holding for a while.

"I won't move an inch from here. It will be better if you can just kill me than for me to follow you to anywhere!" I said with the little courage I had left.

One of the men took out his gun as he stared at me coldly.

"Very well." He pointed his gun at me, ready to pull the trigger.

I gulped.

Is he actually going to kill me?

"Can I at least go with some of my things?" I asked, as I was not ready to die yet.

"There is no need for that. Anything you will have now, will be decided by our boss."

I stared at my wicked step stepfather.

"I will be back, Mr. Williams."

"In what year, dear?" He responded devilishly.

"You will surely regret this, dad!"

"With the money in my hands right now, I'm sure I wouldn't regret anything. Be it now or in the future!"

"I hope you rot in hell."

"You are going to experience hell where you are going to, darling."

"Anastasia, this way. " The strange man said, leading me to the door of my room.

There was no one who could stop them from taking me.

These men are huge, and I can't fight, it will be better for me to cooperate with them because they look like men who don't tolerate rubbish from anyone.

It wouldn't take them a second for them to end me.

I didn't argue with them but followed them quietly, as I accepted my fate.

I am now someone's property.

A commodity.

And a slave.

Tbc

Anastasia's p.o.v

As soon as I stepped my leg out of the house, a cloth was slipped over my face and hands wrapped around my body.

I tried to get free as I held my breath, but soon heard my heart beating in my head, and I had no other choice but to exhale and breath in the sweet scent.

Black dots slowly clouded my vision, but I fought it for a while as I was dragged to the car.

That was the last thing I could remember before darkness consumed me.

*Hours later*

Images of my father, the money, and the men flashed in my mind.

My eyes suddenly snapped opened as I felt water hit my face.

I looked around me to see that I was in a plane.

It wasn't moving.... I didn't know if we were about to take off, or we just landed.

There were no much passenger seats on this plane.

There were only five passenger seats and the strange men were sitting on it.

I was placed on the floor.

I looked around and realized that I wasn't the only girl on the plane.

Some girls who were also the same age as me were here too.

They were about fifteen in numbers.

I wondered what the person who bought us stand to gain.

I mean....what is the use of fifteen girls?!!

We were asked to come down from the plane as we entered a white Lamborghini, and I felt more anxious.

Where are they taking us to?

We drove in silence.

It wasn't long when the car finally came to a halt.

It stopped at a gorgeous golden gate, within a twinkle of an eye....the gate opened automatically.

"Wooowwww." I gasped at what I was seeing.

There were large and beautiful houses in it.

This is definitely an estate!

The car stopped in front of a large building as we were instructed to step down from the car.

"Welcome." A lady welcomed us warmly.

We didn't say anything as we looked around us.

If there was a word I would use to describe this place, that word should probably be heaven!

Because this place is f*cking beautiful.

"This way, please"

We were led to a colossal hall.

"This is where all the girls gather when the master wants to pick a girl for the week. The hall upstairs is where you girls will eat. I am Melissa, Master's current Mistress."

So, this master has a former mistress?

Interesting....

"I am Jennifer, the female's supervisor. I will take you on a tour round the estate tomorrow because it's late now." Another lady introduced herself.

A man with a green orbs eye walked into the hall

He looked so handsome and he dressed so smartly.

His clothes looked so expensive, the shoes he wore were glittering....his hairstyle...the way he walked...

He is probably the master.

Oh my goodness!

Anastasia, what are you doing?

You should show a sign of respect.

I have to be in his good books, so I won't experience hell like what my stepfather had said.

I immediately bowed my head to show some sign of respect.

I heard him chuckle and I raised my head up.

Everyone was staring weirdly at me.

Ughmmmm....why aren't they bowing down?

Or are we to shake hands with him then?

I was the only one who bowed my head, and I felt like the ground should open up and swallow me.

How shameful Anastasia!

"You are welcome to my empire," The man with green orbs began,

"I am Luciano Romano. You are to address me as master. " He said as he smiled.

He looked charming when he smiles.

What was I doing?

Admiring a man who bought me?

Someone who obviously has no humanity in him?

'Anastasia, you can't be drooling at him, he is a beast and a heartless fellow.' my subconscious mind warned me.

I snapped out of my thought when one of the girls hit my hand, I looked at her, and she muttered a 'sorry' to me.

I began to listen to what my master, Luciano Romano, was saying.

"Your work here is effortless and you will enjoy working with me, that is, if you do your job well." He smirked, devilishly.

Luciano Romano p.o.v

One of my men came to inform me about the arrival of the girls, and I went to check them out.

They were undoubtedly the way I love my girls to be.

They had that s*xy charm and body figure that I wanted in all my women.

But one of the girls got my attention.

She had a burnt face.

Really?

How do they expect me to look at her while I lay in bed with her, huh?

I hissed in irritation. I will either have her sent back or torture her mercilessly until she leaves the world.

That sounds so interesting.

One of the girls bowed at me and I chuckled.

I can't wait for you to bow to satisfy my s*xual needs.

I smirked at my thought.

"The guys work at the factory while the ladies do the chores, follow me on business transactions when required and also satisfy my s*xual needs," I explained their duties to them.

I stared at them and continued with my speech,

"There are rules that you should keep and if any of these rules are broken then the torture room awaits you. You do know the meaning of torture, right?" I asked and they nodded.

"Words!" I yelled at them.

They flinched at the sound of my voice.

"Ye...yes master." they chorused.

"Good and I hope you won't be there anytime soon. I will brief you on some rules while Jennifer, your supervisor, explains the rest to you," I continued,

"I despise thieves. I would rather not look for any of my properties and if I do and find the culprit, you know the punishment, right?" I questioned as I smiled.

"Yes ma...master." they chorused again.

"And what is the punishment?"

"The torture room awaits such a person." They answered correctly.

That's good.

Intelligent girls!

"I also hate seeing girls fights. It only proves how cheap you all are, so no fighting, am I clear?"

"Yes, master."

"And lest I forget, on no account should you come into my room without you being sent for, am I understood?" I stated with no emotion.

"Yes...master." they replied with fear visible in their voices.

Awwww....why are they scared?

I haven't even started with them yet, and they are already scared?

How pathetic.

"Well, I will be choosing a new mistress for myself tomorrow, so be on your best behavior and prepare yourselves. Jennifer and Melissa will take you all to your quarters now." I finally said as I took my leave.

Tbc

Anastasia p.o.v

I watched as he left the hall.

Gosh, that was so terrifying!

My heart almost jumped out of me when he yelled at us.

So many rules to be kept.

I don't steal, neither do I lie nor fight. I respect people's privacy and do my chores well.

The only problem I will have.... will be.... satisfying his need.

Damn!

He said it with no shame.

He changes girls like clothes every week.

That's super crazy.

We were shown our different rooms.

Some girls went with Melissa, while I and some other girls went with Jennifer.

I was placed in the same room, with two other girls.

They two girls looked like they have been living in here for a while now.

They had their stuff arranged in a wardrobe.

There was an extra bed and I think that was mine.

"I'm Esmeralda." One of the girls introduced herself to me as she giggled.

She had an hazel eye.

It was beautiful.

"I'm Anastasia." I introduced myself.

I looked at our other roommate who ignored me, then looked back at Esmeralda, and she gave me the 'what is it' look.

She sighed after getting my point.

"Don't worry about her. I think she doesn't like the fact that there are new girls here now."

"Oh...," I mumbled, and I shook my head.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me how you ended up being here? I apologize for asking, and if you would rather not tell me, no problem." I said as I sat on my bed.

"It's no big deal, I will tell you. Well, I was working for a bar and I missed some calculations on the sale record. The owner of the bar sold me to pay the debt." She explained.

Just like that?

That's sad.

"For how long have you been here?"

"For close to six months now."

Wow, that's a long period of time!

"I'm sorry about that." I apologized.

"No problem. How about you? How did you end up here?"

I sighed as I told her everything about myself.

How I lost my mother and how my stepfather sold me because I was like a thorn in his flesh according to him.

"That man you called your stepfather is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He is so heartless!" She commented.

I chuckled,

"If there was a word worse than that, I will pick that word." I replied to her.

"Don't think so much about it anymore. This place is not really so bad, and remember that master is choosing a new mistress for himself tomorrow." She smiled as she got lost in her thought.

"What is so special about being his mistress for a week?" I questioned because she seemed to like the sound of it.

"Alot girl."

"Spill"

"Being his mistress for a week will gain you respect dear, plus you will also serve the master in his bed."

"So it's true..." I whispered.

"What's true?" She asked, looking confused.

"About we were going to satisfy his s*xual needs."

She chuckled.

"Oh, that. Yes, it's true. "

"What happens if you would rather not satisfy his s*xual needs?" I questioned as I rolled my eyes.

"I don't think you will want to turn him down. I mean, you should see his abs. Damn, he looks so s*xy.

She was obviously picturing him in her mind right now because of the look she had in his eyes.

"Do you know that he is also big down there?" She whispered into my eye.

I opened my eyes widely and she nodded slightly.

"Yes, girl. The sight alone can drive you insane."

"Damn, you are crazy. " I muttered.

"Yes, I agree. I'm crazy about our master, Luciano Romano. He is seductive in nature and so damn hard to resist. When you set your eyes on his body, you will gladly spread your legs wide open for him."

What the f*ck!

"No way!"

"Yes way!!! You can't deny him access to your body, remember that he owns you now."

"I don't care whether he bought me or not. One thing I know is that I will never allow him to have my body willingly...." I yelled and Esmeralda interrupted me by using her hand to cover my voice.

"Reduce your voice. I'm sure you would rather not annoy Master Luciano." She spoke as she removed her hand from me.

"But he isn't going to touch me." I protested in a low voice.

"When it gets to your turn, you will realize what I'm saying, girlfriend."

"He will never choose me. There are a lot of beautiful girls here, so he has countless options."

Esmeralda sighed as she sat on her bed that was across from mine.

"Yeah, there is a possibility that he won't select you on time. I have been here for six months and I have only been his mistress once and ever since then, he hasn't picked me yet. How I wish he would choose me again."

I looked at her as I shook my head, but something popped into my mind.

"Esmeralda, you said you have been here for a year, right?" I questioned trying to figure something out.

"Yes." She nodded.

"How come none of the girls he has slept with haven't gotten pregnant? Or does he have a child?"

Esmeralda stood up from her bed to sit on mine.

"You look smart," She smirked at me before bringing her lip close to my ear.

"It is rumored that our handsome master, Master Luciano, is suffering from a sickness called anorgasmia ."

My mouth opened with astonishment.

I have been taught in college that anorgasmia is the inability to it ejaculates....so...

"What do you mean by he has Ejaculation disorders? I thought you said he is big down there? Does it mean that he doesn't know how to use it well?"

"Don't say that, Anastasia. Master Luciano is a séx machine. He can go on for hours, but he doesn't ejaculate. None of the girls he has been, including me, has ever made him cûm." She dropped the bombshell.

What the fvck!!!!

"How is that possible?" I questioned.

Esmeralda flattered her eyes at me,

"How am I supposed to know the answer to your question?"

Tbc