Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18

I heard a low voice call out to me before a hand reached out and shook my right shoulder. I woke up with a small jump. When did I fall asleep? I must have dozed off during the multi-hour ride to the city. I guess I was tired, I didn’t realize when I had fallen asleep at all.

Where am I?

The car had come to a complete stop and looking out of the window I could see that we have arrived at a gigantic mansion decorated in the baroque European style. This building is massive! Are we at a luxury hotel?

I could see the beautifully decorated garden outside with its cupid water fountain and flowers of various types and colors. If the circumstances of my arrival here had been any different, then I’m sure that I would have enjoyed the view and would have felt super excited to be in such a nice place. However, the only thing I felt right now was anxiety, fear, and stress.

The men wordlessly unbounded my hands and feet before carefully peeling off the tape from my mouth. I cleared my throat nervously before trying to make a sound. I didn’t know how I would sound after being unable to speak for such a long time.

“Umm…where are we?” I asked the moment I got my voice to function.

“This is the boss’s mansion. I warn you; the boss is…a very serious man. Watch what you do and say if you want to live to see the light of dawn,” the man said as he offered me a hand and pulled me out of the limousine.

The boss is a very serious man…

Suddenly, the reality that my life could be at risk was starting to sink in. I bet the man wasn’t joking. If I said or did the wrong thing, I could get myself killed. If this was a nightmare, now’s the time to wake up, Malissa!

man the boss of a mafia gang was like. Then, I realized that

arm after him. The other men flanked both my sides, preventing my escape. To be honest, the thought of escape never crossed my mind. There was no way I could outrun these men no matter how hard I tried. If I wanted to escape, I had to come up with a cleverer plan than just plain

through the mansion’s numerous hallways for a while now and the boss’s room, wherever that was, wasn’t in sight. I was shocked at how luxurious the mansion was. The decoration of rich velvety red color mixed with

filthy

stop. I almost walked right into

pair of very tall and large dark wooden door, leaving me behind along with the other two men who stood

just entered was blinding. The crystal chandelier hanging from the room’s ceiling was too big to be real and blindingly bright. The room was large, so large that I couldn’t see that

is this way,” the man murmured under his breath at me. Was

behind a large wooden table. He wasn’t looking our way as he stared outside through the glass

me forward towards his boss. I felt my body froze in panic, and I didn’t know what to do or how to react. He didn’t think I should just waltz in to see the boss

“Come in,”

room. The voice held so much authority that I found myself obeying without a second thought. I had no doubt in that moment that I

I reached a large set of burgundy sofas, organized around a marble coffee