Next day passed like it was nothing, the more I prayed it to go slow, the faster it passed.

I pick up my backpack and headed back home, I was planning to plead to my father once more and if he would not agree then ask for the address, it would also buy me some time.

I walked in the slowest pace I could, against my conscience that was repeatedly telling to head back faster or I'll be punished.

Suddenly a complete black car, with tinted glasses stopped just in front of me, taking me off guard.

I stumbled back when the door suddenly opened. A man wearing all black came out of the front seat and opened the back seat.

"Please get in, capo has asked for you." He ordered or requested, I didn't get it.

"I-I will be there myself." I stuttered out in shock.

"You don't have the address Ms., please get in."

I nodded with no other option and got in, placing my bag over my lap as I was extremely uncomfortable.

I stared out of the window all of the time, gaping at the moon which seemed to be travelling with me too, ofcourse it was not but atleast for my perspective.

After almost a 30 minutes ride, the car stopped at a huge entrance, where few men wearing complete black were guarding the place, in front was a huge mansion, which I thought only existed in movies.

"Questa ragazza è ospite di Capo?" One of them asked the man sitting on the passenger seat. (Translation : Is the girl capo's guest?")

"SÌ" He replied.

"C'è un ordine di lasciarla entrare, nessun controllo di routine." He said as the one in the car nodded, and the driver drove in. ( Translate: There's an order to let her enter, no routine check.)

It was all really beautiful with garden, fountains and lights all around, just like a fairytale in night-time but I was in no condition to admire anything as my heart and mind were in turmoil, and all I could feel was fear.

My chain of thought was broken as the door of my side opened.

"Please head inside." He said as I nodded and got off the car, and headed inside following him, I clutched my bag tightly.

"Martha, mostrare la strada per la stanza; lei è ospite del capo." He said to a woman in her 40's or early 50's. ( Translation : Martha, show her the way to room, she's capo's guest.)

"Si" That woman replied.

"Leave your bag to me. You'll get it back when you leave." He told me as I handed it to him with a nod.

There was literally nothing in my bag, the only thing important is my phone which is in the hidden compartment.

"Follow her." he ordered, indicating to the woman standing behind him.

I nodded and looked at her as she showed me the way with a gentle smile.

We passed through a elegant corridor, whose wall's were decorated with beautiful and expensive painting. There was a different calm and quite aura all around. I kept playing with my fingers all the way.

She stopped in front of a dark and quite big ebony door, and opened it for me.

"Resta qui, tesoro. Il Maestro tornerà tra un po'." She said in her italian accent. ( Translation : Stay here darling, master will be back shortly.)

She laughed quickly and repeated as if she realised that I didn't understand. "Stay here darling, master will be back soon." She said, "Ah, and there's the washroom, go take a shower to freshen up and change into the clothes you like, there's a lot in the closet, master bought them himself for you." She continued, gaining a curt nod from me as I was too scared and nervous to acknowledge her nice behaviour towards me.

She headed out, closing the door shut behind her. I took a deep breath to calm myself and headed to washroom.

The bathroom was literally 3 times bigger than my entire room. I turned on water flow in the bathtub, warm water! It's been such long since I took a warm water bath, the chilly water that comes in my room often stops me from even taking a nice shower.

A smile unknowingly came on my face as I quickly stripped off my clothes and got in the bathtub. I felt my muscles relax and all the stress leaving my body, as the water touched my skin. My bruises didn't hurt like this as they used to when I took a cold shower.

I washed my hair with a jasmine scented hair wash placed there, along with a bodywash of same brand which seemed too expensive for me to afford in this life.

I wrapped a towel around me after I was done and came out. I was about to head towards the closet just when my eyes fell on him, Luca Marino, who was sitting on the bed, dominantly, dressed in his office attire.

Did I really took so long that he's already here? His eyes fell on me as I realised the circumstances we were in.

I became uncomfortable as instead of looking away he kept staring at me, and soon stood up, walking up to me as I stumbled back.

"I-I will g-go get dressed f-first." I stuttered out meekly.

He didn't say anything but kept heading closer. I gulped visible as I got pinned to a wall and there was no more space. I was trapped between him and the wall.

"Are you scared gattina?" He asked in his deep voice, as his muscular, strong figure towered over my petite and weak self.

My brain wasn't functioning due to the closeness and it became evident as I shook me head in a yes but stuttered out a no. Thankfully he didn't push me more and walked away from me.

"Wear this." He ordered, taking a dark red coloured satin lingerie hung along with many more same type of clothes on the display rack.

I nodded and took it from him before walking in the closet. I exhaled the breath I was holding for quite long.

I unwrapped the towel and wore the satin lingerie, looking at myself in the mirror.

Fuck, I forgot the concealer and foundation is all in my bag... I can't go out like this, he'll see the bruises, what if he thinks I'm ugly? How can I be so dumb?

I closed my eyes trying to relax and find a way out, I quickly searched through all the drawers of the dressing table in the closet, if I can find anything but no, it was all men's stuff.

My hands trembled in panic, and I couldn't think of anything.

"Are you testing my patience, gattina?" I heard Mr. Marino's voice and it scared me even more.

I saw a white colored net overcoat on the bench and quickly put it on without a second thought, tying its knot, and opened the door, heading out, after all he's so dangerous and merciless, he could kill me for making him wait. I would rather avoid getting on his nerves.

When I came out, the lights were turned off, only a dim light, just enough to see was prevailing, He was sitting on the couch in front of the bed.

"Come here." He ordered just when my eyes fell on him.

I took small steps towards him and stood there.

"Take the medicines." He said, my eyes fell on some pills and a glass of water, kept on the table.

"Mr. Marino, I-I'm already on birth control, please don't worry about it." I mumbled as the only thought that came into my head was it.

"And what makes you think they're birth control pills?" He asked.

"Then what are they f-for?" I asked the obvious.

"Fucking obey and take it!" He said making me flinch slightly.

I took the pills from him and gulped them all one by one.

Slight smut warning!!!

"Stand in front." He ordered, gaining a nod from me.

I walked in front of the table, standing in front of his vision.

"Strip that extra clothing you wore against my order, kitten." He ordered as slight anger was evident in his tone, making me gulp.

I pulled the strings with my trembling hands and took off the cloth making it slip on the ground.

The dim lights made me less uncomfortable, but I was still scared. Is he angry on me? what if he hurts me, I heard it's quite painful and now I have even offended him, I knew he wasn't going to be merciful on me as he's known to be merciless and a ruthless beast but now what if he intentionally hurts me because of my stupidity.

My thoughts haunted my mind, I suddenly felt his hands on my exposed belly as he caressed it, I didn't realise when he got so close to me and was towering me as he is a lot taller that me, even though I wearing really high heels, I could barely reach his shoulder.

"Lift your head for me gattina." He ordered in a husky voice, near my ear.

I lifted my head slightly only for him to tie a satin blindfold on my eyes. I didn't protest, or let's say I didn't have the courage to protest even though this action of his scared me.

He held my both hands in his one hand, I felt him wrap something made of leather around my both wrists, tying them together.

"Sir-," I mumbled, not wanting to be at his disposal.

"Shh, trust me kitten."He cuts me off, before I feel tug on my wrists and my hands are pulled up. I felt him remove my heels rendering me lifted a bit in the air, my toes barely touching the ground.

And here I was, at his mercy, he could do anything he wanted to me while I was totally helpless.

I felt him apply a cream or something on my skin. My breathing turned ragged as he traced his fingers on my belly and his other hand wrapped around my neck, forcing my head to be in his chest as he stood behind me.

"Relax, relax and breath, I haven't even done anything with you yet kitten and you're already out of breath." He whispered closer to my ear, his hand still wrapped on my neck.

"W-what a-re you d-doing sir?" I breathed out, as he continued applying the cold substance further on my breasts.

"Getting rid of something I hate." He replied. "Let me know if it burns anywhere, you'll, right kitten?" He continued.

"Y-es sir."

It didn't felt right, it hurts, but on my bruises, on first thought it's just normal pain but now I think of it, is he applying something of my bruises?

I whimper as the pain gradually increases, but it all went ignored as he suddenly kissed my neck, his hand which was on my breasts was now caressing my inner thigh softly.

I was feeling weird twists in my stomach, everything felt to be exciting me. The more he caressed me, the more I wished him to touch me. I was loving the heat his hands provided to my cold body.

A sinful whimper left my mouth as he sucked and bit on my neck, his actions weren't a bit painful. I felt wet down there, it felt wrong but so much right.

I moaned and clenched my thighs together, his hand still between them.

I heard a faint chuckle of his at my action as he took his hand off my thigh.

"Così delicato." He spoke in his italian accent. (Translate : So delicate.)

I felt his hand again on my breast, he was circling around my nipple with his thumb, he continued doing the same or several minutes making me impatient and even more wet.

"Pl-please sir." I let out a breathy whimper without my own consent. I hate to admit but I was loving his touches.

"Please what kitten?" He teased with a chuckle, still circling around my nipples which were by now aching really bad. I wanted his to touch them but I didn't wanted to say it.

"S-sir... I-I..." I sobbed, my eyes getting teary.

"Relax kitten, I got you." He cooed and soon his fingers were pinching, pulling and twisting my nipple, just enough to fulfil my desire, making me moan.

"Do you want this kitten? Does it feels good?" He asked in a raspy and low voice.

"Y-yes sir." I hissed out.

"Spread your legs for me, piccolo gattino." He ordered.

I, without any second thought, relaxed my legs knowing I would regret it all later but his touches were doing some magic on me that I had forgotten everything else.

He stroked my private parts.

"So fucking wet for me." He said.

He pulled my panty down by its waistband. I felt even more churns in my stomach as the cold air hit my wet private parts. I was unintentionally clenching.

"Open your mouth." He ordered and so I did. He entered 2 fingers in my mouth. "Suck on them kitten." He stated, I closed my mouth, wrapping my lips around his fingers and sucked them.

His hand held my jaw in place while the other thrusted in my mouth, making me choke.

He soon pulled out of my mouth, I felt his thumb on my clit and moans slipped off my tongue, soon something entered inside me.

"Aaah s-sir!" I gasped at the foreign feeling.

"Shh, I am here kitten."

His fingers were just halfway inside me.

"Una figa così stretta e piccola." He groaned.

He soon pushed his whole digits inside me, making me yelp.

"Did you really never touched yourself down here kitten, how can you be so fucking sensitive. It's gonna be a long fucking way till you would be able to take me completely." He stated and pulled his fingers out halfway before pushing it back in again and continued doing so.

He played with my nipples in his other hand, pulling and pinching them.

"S-sir I-I am... I- something's h-appening... I want t-to pee." I stuttered, trying to control something.

"Let it go kitten, don't hold it back." He ordered but I was too embarrassed.

"N-No sir pl-please- ah."

"cum for me, now. Don't hold it back." He ordered and increased the pace of thrusting his fingers in me, making it unconditionally painful for me.

I lose control and let it go with a loud scream. Tears flooded my eyes and soon I was crying loudly, as I was embarrassed about what I just did.

He untied the blindfold and wiped off my tears with his thumb. He walked in front of me, I saw him still dressed in formals.

"You did well, kitten... shh calm down. don't cry princess, you did well." He said ruffling my hair and slightly massaging my scalp and pecking my forehead, time to time.

"I-I'm sorry." I sobbed, as he hugged me, tracing his hand on my back. I felt something poking on my stomach but I was dazed enough to worder what it was.

"Argh fuck!" He growled like a beast as if he was hurt, and he broke the hug.

"Let's get you cleaned first, kitten." I heard him say, as my eyes were already closing.

He unhooked the leather strap on my wrist making me fall in arms, my legs were wobbly.

He picked me up and carried me to bathroom, placing me inside the tub, I saw him pour some medicinal liquids into the water and a purple bath bomb. He kneeled and took my hands, getting rid of the cuff I still had on my wrist.

"Wait for a while, I'll be back." He said and left.

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To be continued . . .