Zavi Covillie.
She was fearless, and nonchalant about everything. She talks a lot and the only thing she was afraid of was losing her life. A girl who doesn't care if I killed her father, is it how bad she hated her father?. A girl who looks me directly in the eye, very bold and feisty. She's insanely beautiful, had long brown curly hair, very beautiful emerald eyes, she reminded me of someone, someone that I found so hard forgetting in my life.
I could give her up with the other sluts but I waited, she's too nimble to waste like that. I've thought about what I wanted from her, what I wanted to use her for but I'm not sure. If she survives the heat tonight, I would train her and make her mine forever. I would make her a woman behind the mask.
But why?.
There are so many beautiful and skillful women out there, why should it be her?.
"Boss, why did you choose her?." Wallace asked the question that I wasn't able to answer myself.
"There are many skillful sluts in the family, and you choose a blabber mouth?. Don't you know she could be killed by Master Fraser?." He added and I understood his question. I thought he asked why I would want her by my side.
"If she dies, she dies," I replied frantically.
"But your money would be wasted." He complained.
"She's worth it," I answered and gave no room for any other questions. Wallace knows better.
"Prep her up for what is to come," I ordered and loosened my tie. I relaxed on the single sofa and watched Vanora from the screen.
Vanora Campbell.
That motherfucker dick face left me for another 2 hours. Does he not have any human sympathy?. Oh I forgot, he's a mob boss and those bosses are cold-blooded humans. Now, he's planning on giving me away to another cold-blooded old man. I thought my life was like Disney where I'd find my prince charming whom I will give my virginity to, but I was wrong when my mom died. Things weren't in the way I used to imagine them, even the story mom used to tell me were fucked up imaginary stories that would never come true. Now, I was going to be a slut, a cheap slut for the mafia lord.
The door flew open and I looked up, my face fell when I saw Wallace walking in with his usual mockery smile pasted on his lips.
"I knew you'd walk into trouble one day. Now, look at you,"
I roll my eyes at him.
"If you're not here to untie me, use the door," I rudely told him and his smiles vanished. He was pissed by my comment but what I didn't understand was that he didn't scold me as always.
He came closer and began opening the handcuffs. When the handcuffs fell on the bed, I rubbed my red wrists but Wallace didn't let me catch some breath, he grabbed me by my shirt, "Believe me, you won't make it alive tonight."
He dragged me out of the bed and we began walking out of the room. Outside the room, the Jezebel stood giving me a death glare. Her caked face even made her uglier than before, so I picked a good name for her.
"Prepare her for the work ahead." Wallace gave the order. My heart skipped, I was going to lose my virginity tonight.
Wallace continued dragging me away while Jezebel ran to catch up with us. We stopped in front of a door and he pushed it open with his free hand. We walked in.
The room was big and beautiful. And the bed was big, unlike anything I've seen in this building. Unlike the room, I was tied up in. The master's bedroom was darker with blue dim lights. The master was a demon in his domain.
"Get her ready," He ordered and pushed me in. Jezebel walked in and closed the door behind her.
"Pull off your dress and walk into the bathroom." She spoke too seriously. I began pulling off my tank top and shorts. She handed me a towel and I tied it around my body.
I walked into the bathroom and Jezebel followed.
"Jezebel, do you want to bathe too?." I asked, her eyes widened at the name I gave to her, and she breathed out, trying to calm down.
"I have to make sure you won't try anything stupid." She replied.
"It's not like anywhere is safe here." I turned around and unwrapped the towel away from my body. I walked into the warm bathtub. She'd already run a bath for me. Is that how they prepare prostitutes for the night?.
Jezebel followed me out of the bathroom, she never looked at me, she opened the bag on the bed and removed the black lingerie and threw it at me to wear, she began removing the clothes in the bag.
I felt too exposed after putting on the black transparent frail gown on my body, I opened my mouth to speak and Jezebel threw another cloth on me. She looked tired of my bickering and wanted badly to leave the room for me.
"That's a Niqab." She pointed at the cloth in my hand. "But before you wear that, sit down and let me work on your face."
I stepped back, "No. Don't color my face for me, I will do that by myself."
She gave a low growl, and stepped towards me, "You think you're all that important, with this attitude of yours, you're not gonna make it tonight. Now, sit down and let me do my job." She snapped.
I held in my breath and went to sit down on the low stool. My mind wandered on what she just said, I knew I wasn't lucky but I didn't want to die in such a shameful way. What will happen in that room?. How will I survive this?.
I knew no one would even give me a room to run away, the guys were huge and their eyes were everywhere around me. It was like the mob boss asked everyone to look in my direction and watch me. I'm just a girl and I'm not important, why would they be keen on my side?.
When Jezebel was done, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and gasped. I didn't know she could do such a nice job, with all the different colors she painted on her face, she did so nicely on mine. I really looked like a daisy but too bad, the daisy might wither tonight.
Wallace walked in and I turned, he looked at me for a while and ordered, "Cover her."
Jezebel covered me up with the Niqab and it was only my eyes that were not covered. We began walking out of the room.I wished that I could see the master tonight before leaving to my death. Just the last glance at him would make me remember him in my next life.
I entered the car and sat beside Wallace.
"Brace up for what is to come," He told me and our car drove off.
Our car stopped in front of a hotel, I could see men standing at the door of the hotel behind my veil. My eyes were everywhere, looking for an escape route but Wallace was not giving me room to think. He dragged me out of the car roughly and whispered, "When you get in there, do your job and don't speak," We began walking into the hotel. Inside, it was big and quiet, the hotel was beautiful too. Wallace dragged me towards the lady behind the counter. "Fraser?." He asked. The lady bowed and quickly gave him a card. Wallace led me into the elevator and pressed the 54th floor. Inside the elevator, none of us spoke to each other. I gulped down, careful not to say a word. I knew I always had something to say all the time. Finally, we reached, the elevator opened, and we walked out. When we arrived at the door, two huge guards were standing by the door. Wallace showed them the card, Immediately, the door opened and a man walked out, he looked from me to Wallace and asked, "Is she the hi
Wallace dragged me out of the car and I yelped because of the pain I was feeling in my ankle. He looked down at my legs and smirked, "Don't worry, our boss will kill you for what you have done himself." Is that it?. They didn't want me killed by Fraser's men but by Zavi. How could I not think of that?. But I didn't kill that man, I only gave him a few shots that I didn't know would kill him, I am surprised to know he wasn't breathing. I thought as strong as he seemed to be, he would hold onto a few shots of the Vodka. Yes, I know the spirits Vodka has 95% alcohol and I'm already acquainted with the drink. Remember, I drink every night at the bar. And I've been with such gamblers who took it and are still living. We climbed the stairs to the hallway and then we reached an elevator. I hadn't seen this earlier in the house.We arrived at the rooftop and the elevator slid open, my eyes rested on Zavi who stood with his back facing us, he was in his long black jacket and wine was placed
Earlier.Zavi CovillieI watched as Wallace pushed her into Fraser's room, Fraser was on the bed waiting and I could imagine the desperation in his eyes. Vanora was damn hot, even from the niqab, you could see her hidden structured body. Fraser giggled and I felt the need to walk into that room and blow off his head but I had a plan, although it wasn't my plan to give him an easy death. I knew she was looking for an escape route, she saw the camera and knew Fraser's men were watching her, though I had Wallace stand aside and wait for my order. And then she saw the wine that I had prepared. Something I'd wanted her to use, she pulled off her niqab, and damn, my dick reacted, by mere watching her from the screen. I could see through her, her thighs looked so creamy and inviting, she had these high cheekbones, beautiful emerald eyes, and plump lips, She had the perfect fuck body, I wanted to devour her right there, to mark her mine forever and when my eyes went to Fraser's wide eyes, I
……Vanora CampbellI've seen my mother die, in fact, she died in my arms, but I've never seen anyone shot directly, and not someone who died for my sake. I knew these men were dangerous, the first time I calculated that they were in the mafia, I knew I was not gonna survive it. My dad had fucked me up so many times, I was a pain in his ass, he hated me because I reminded him of my mother who he killed, although he didn't just shoot my mother in the head, he led the bastards who killed her, and this is the only thing he could do? to offer me to the devil himself. My back rested against the wall and my face bent in between my lap as I thought about it. I can't hold up this way, I know I act all mighty and brave but this is one thing that breaks me down, seeing someone shot in front of you. That bastard. That monster. How could he look very comfortable after killing that innocent girl?. The door opened and someone walked in. I took in a breath as I saw the monster looking down at me
I woke up feeling much better than yesterday. Today, I was going to start training but it didn't involve killing. Fuck, I shiver remembering that they were gonna force me to kill before escaping and one thing was that no how I was going to kill, and my plan was targeted at the mob boss. It's crazy right?. Pretty okay. My eyes darted at the small stool and I found some clothes, toiletries, etc. It was the same bag Wallace gave me the last time. I quickly went into the bathroom to take my bath. ...I was out of the room, looking fresh. I knew they hadn't called me up first but If I was going to undergo any training in the house, I should have food in my stomach. It'd given me time to look for my escape. My leg was much better this morning as I happily walked past some guards at every pillar of the mansion. They were all alert and looking at me as I walked, hopped, or skipped down the hallway in search of the kitchen. The house was huge and fine, and I knew it'd take a while to get t
"Next time, remind me to put up an act to eat in my room," I told Davina. She laughed."Well, you won't be eating there after today. You'll be joining the master in his dining." I deadpanned. My eyes grazed hers when I found her holding my hand."Hey..c'mon, don't be afraid. There are two dining halls in this mansion. We're a family, and as a family, we eat together. The boss cannot eat with the sluts and soldiers. They're the lowest common humans in this mansion, but the boss eats with the higher ranks, like us."I blinked."Like us?." "Like you and I. Don't worry, with time, you'll get to know everyone and their ranks. And when you're sworn in, the sluts will not have to look down on you anymore." Her words pierce into my mind. This is getting funnier than I expected. My shocked eyes melted into amused ones.Davina's phone buzzed. She tucked her short hair behind her ear and looked into her phone. "I have to go to work. You'll be good, right?." She asked. Her brown eyes looke
Zavi CovillieThe hell. She tried to kill me, so if I hadn't ordered my men to put only a bullet in the gun earlier, she could have killed me. That bitch!.I was angry, angry that she disrespected me in front of my men, she was brave. No one looks me in the eye, but here the little whore was looking at me and challenging me, she even pointed a gun at my face. If it was another girl, I could have let my men fuck her to death but she's mine. The thought of it alone is crazy. That's the least punishment that I have given to anybody. I raked my hand through my hair as I sat down. I took a joint from the ashtray and lit it up. I smoked and puffed it out as the smoke filled the room, relaxing me and lightening up my mood. At least she's fucking strong. Her stronghold on life is something to me. I heard a few knocks at the door and looked at it."Come in," I gruffly said. The door opened and Davina walked in with her head down. "The few injured girls have been prepped up for tonight's
The car drove out to the driveway and the devil quickly said in a gruff voice, "Halt," And the car came to an abrupt stop. I tilted my head at him, confused on why he asked his driver to stop. He opened the car and came down, and from the window, I saw him lit up weed. I sighed, frustratedly. I haven't eaten for two days and this is how he's gonna make me suffer?. He led me out of his mansion in this..slutty dress that I'm not comfortable with just to stop on a stupid driveway to smoke weed. I was more than frustrated. I opened my mouth to speak but suddenly my door opened from my side and I was dragged out by Zavi. He opened the front door and pushed me in and then shut the door at my face, his eyes never meeting mine as he puffed more smoke from his lips. 5 secs later, he opened the driver's seat and commanded, "Get out." His driver quickly stepped out and he climbed in and shut the door. He ignited the car and sped off. "Is that necessary?." I mocked his all too bossy a