Forced

The next morning

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I sat on the cold, tiled floor, curling my legs tightly against my chest. My head rested on my knees as I stared vacantly at the room, my heart sinking deeper into despair. A choking sense of helplessness consumed me, an agonizing reminder of my incapacity to escape this gilded prison.

The room was immaculate, its temperature perfectly regulated, a stark contrast to the turmoil within me. Everything-from the sprawling bed draped in silken sheets to the ornate wardrobe carved from dark wood-spoke of opulence. But what value did beauty hold in the absence of freedom?

A sudden knock disrupted my thoughts, followed by the sound of a woman's voice, muffled but distinct.

"Miss, are you in there?" she called out, her voice tentative yet persistent.

I didn't respond.

The door creaked open, and I heard her steps approaching cautiously. "Miss..." she said again, this time standing over me.

Her presence cast a shadow across my trembling form. She hesitated briefly before continuing, "Boss wants you to come down for dinner."

The mention of him-'Boss'-sent a shiver coursing down my spine. The word carried a weight of dread, an

Sweat beaded on my forehead as panic clawed at my chest. My breathing quickened, each inhale ragged and shallow. I stared at the door, the thin barrier between me and the tempest drawing near. My heart pounded wildly, and every instinct screamed at me to flee.

But where could I go?

Desperation drove me toward the bathroom. Maybe, just maybe, I could lock myself inside and buy some time. But before I could reach it, the door burst open with a force that sent it flying off its hinges.

The crash was deafening, and I barely managed to leap aside as the splintered wood hurtled past me. My heart leaped to my throat as I turned to face him.

He stood in the doorway, his towering frame radiating menace. His icy blue eyes were darkened with fury, their usual glint of malice now a full-blown storm. His fists were clenched tightly, the veins in his arms bulging as if barely containing his wrath.

"How dare you," he thundered, his voice reverberating through the room like a death knell.

I shrank back, my legs trembling as I retreated a step. His presence was suffocating, an oppressive weight that made the air thick and hard to breathe. His aura was a violent storm, a vortex of power and control.

"Have you forgotten your place, whore?" he spat, each word laced with venom.

Before I could respond, he closed the distance between us in long, predatory strides. His hand shot out, grabbing me roughly and pulling me against his chest. His grip was bruising, unyielding, a cruel reminder of his physical dominance.

"I... please... don't..." I stammered, my voice breaking as tears streamed down my face.

His lips twisted into a cold smile, devoid of warmth or humanity. "You didn't want to come to me, so I came to you," he sneered. "Shouldn't you be grateful, sex doll?"

I shook my head, unable to find the words to express my horror. My back collided with the bedframe as he shoved me backward with a force that stole the breath from my lungs.

"You'll satisfy my cravings tonight," he continued, his tone soft but chilling. He reached behind him, pulling a whip into view-a twisted instrument of torment with shards of glass embedded in its leather.

My blood turned to ice.

"No!" I screamed, scrambling away from him. But he was faster. His hand clamped around my waist, dragging me back with terrifying ease.

The first lash landed across my back, the searing pain tearing a scream from my throat. The glass bit into my flesh, ripping through skin and leaving trails of blood in its wake. I writhed in agony, each movement sending fresh waves of pain through me.

"Didn't I warn you, doll? Didn't I?" he growled, his voice rising with each word.

I collapsed to the floor, my body wracked with sobs. My vision blurred as blood trickled down my temple from where I'd hit my head against the wall. He showed no mercy, delivering another strike that left me gasping for air.

"Ha... you're beautiful when you scream," he said, his grin widening into something monstrous.

He knelt beside me, yanking me up by my hair, forcing me to meet his gaze. "I love it when you're scared," he whispered, his tone almost tender. "I love it when you beg."

"I love when you scream and call my name sex doll,I love you when you fear me....

With that said he tore my dress into pieces cupping my breast hashing.

"l want you sex doll,I need you won't you satisfy me? He smirked and draw closer to me taking my lips on his.

"Please don't..please..I..hate..this..I..feel..sore..."i breaker down in tears but he didn't bulge.

I pleaded but was rewarded with a heavy smack on my face he scooped me off the floor bridal style and threw me against the bed.

"No..don't..no ..I gathered my last voice and pleaded but he was adamant irrespective of my pleas,my blood stained the white sheets and quilts but he didn't give a fuck as he ravaged my body to my detriment.

"Call My name baby ...call it.." he smacked my butts and yelled.

No..no..I scremed from the excruciating pain from my back...

"Call me baby call me...

He said and penetrated into my pussy whist I cried out horribly.

"call me..scream...my..name..submit..to..me

His hands raised in a speed of lightening and landed directly on my face.I whimpered whispering luciano.

Say it louder baby. go. On..

He smirked increasing his speed

Luciano!!

Luciano!!!

Luciano!!!

dragaons

Day 3

i closed my fingers spinning softly on the chair and glaring at this annoying presence that sat before me.

"what did you think about it eagle..are we in...?I waited for a moment and replied raising my brows

"What's in it for me?"

He smiled clasping his hand together.

"A lot eagle."

"name them." I growled staring intensively at the gun at the table.

He shivered.studying my reactions for a moment and answered.

"At least there are women's, arms,drugs and more money...."

I clenched my lips and thoughts for a moment then finalized the contract with a "deal' and stretched my hand for a shake.

He took my hands and bowed in respect,

Be anticipating me in China Mr wan con.." i said cockily gracing his body with a gentle chuckle

"i'll be sure to wait for you boss."he said smiling in return. We sat up in unison.

"Dismiss Mr Wang and don't forget to tell jack about our discussion."i ordered and walked away into the open field called my garden.

Once I was out I heaved,bringing my face closer to the rays of sunshine penetrating through the flowers.

i fixed my eyes at the rose flowers and swiftly removed my gaze annoyed and staring silently at the open field deep in my ocean of thoughts.

I'd plan

to visit emma but never come around about it ,she is my angel,my beloved as well as a torn to my flesh ,I won't tolerate even a splash in her bone. I love emma more than my life and wouldn't want anything to happen to her but recently she'd become a crybaby because of her friend I frowned in pure ecstasy...

If emma is unhappy then I will be unhappy I fisted a ball hitting directly at the flowers muttering 'fuck'

I think I should cut off the root of the problems,her friend ash..if she is gone then will emma be happy again? I yanked off a bud and asked.

But I have rules in this game ,we don't abduct underage girls what should I do with her..?

i swallowed a lump gazing furiously at nothing.