She’s mine episode 4 – 5

😠SHE’S MINE😠

THEME: {She’s claimed by the dangerous mafia😧}

Asa Gold✍

🌹Chapter Four & Five 🌹

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~When you challenge your master, get ready to pay for the consequences…~ (4)

~A relationsh¡p needs trust to stand strong but when there are secrets, it falters…~ (5)

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The feeling of being tied up by a hungry lion _that’s how she could describe it.

His dark stares were piercing h0les through her body.

His dark hair slicked back, stubble covered jaw taunt, and impeccable suit on the powerful built….he stood out from the crowd. His head was tilted to the side slightly, hand car-ssing his chin in a thought while his eyes never left her.

Victoria sat on the ground, her gaze never leaving this Italian Greek god. He was her master. But there was something different about him that gave her creeps. Yeah, he was dangerous and she knows that already but the way he was staring at her right now was a feelings she couldn’t quite understand.

The voices of the ho-ny men went to the back of her mind as she got captivated, trapped in,side those dark tantalizing eyes.

Two women sat at either side of him, desperate for his attention. One of them had her hand on his chest and the other was trying to k-ss his neck.

He didn’t seem to care though.

Victoria finally tore her gaze from him, looking back at the ho-ny men. They were all yelling at her to leave the stage.

She was so embarrassed. She was so lost in that monster’s eyes that she didn’t take notice of her embarrassment until now.

It was all his fault she fell.

Victoria quickly got up to her feet and ran out of the stage, going through the back door. She ran past Penny without saying a word to her even though she knew quite well that the girl wouldn’t laugh or make jest of her. She was too nice to do that but yet Victoria ran.

She ran out of the building, busting out to the road and still kept running. She didn’t even care about the look of disgust that was thrown her way by those passing by. She just ignored them all.

What do they even know? What do they care? They will only judge people by what they see and not what they know.

She shouldn’t be in this position. She wouldn’t have been if it wasn’t for her crazy father! He was the cause of all this. He was the one who made her turn into a laughing stock and a disgrace.

She can’t even look at herself in the mirror. She is ashamed of who she might see there.

And now here she is running like a maniac in nothing but underwear!

She ran as far as she could. Away from the club. Away from the gazes of those ho-ny patrons. Away from her new being. Away from those tantalizing dark eyes. Away from him.

She put an end to the run as she got to a lake. It was free from humans. It was free from judgement. It was only just her. And she couldn’t be more thankful for that.

The lake was quite beautiful. A bench was positioned in front of the lake, the city light shine directly at the lake and it formed a beautiful and colorful view.

Victoria sat down on the cold bench and look out at the lake, running her palms through her arms to provide herself warmth. It was night hour, and that seem to give her enough privacy.

She started crying. She poured out all her feelings, emotions, bitterness and agony. She felt empty, both physically and emotionally.

She was like an empty container with no use.

She was so lost in her own thought that she didn’t notice she presence of someone until a coat was draped around her shoulder, warming her instantly.

She snapped her head to her side, and there he was staring at her with those dark eyes of his that always seem to captivate her against her will.

He sat down on the s₱0t beside her and leaned back on the bench staring at the lake. His jaw were clenched, his brows were furrowed. He seemed angry. But angry at who?

Victoria looks away from him and stare down at her lap, nervously.

Was he here to scold her for fumbling at the stage? Or…?

“Who told you that you can leave the club without my consent?” He asked coldly.

Victoria shivers in fear. She wasn’t one to be afraid of anyone. She was a woman who loves to stand on her ground but now was different. He was different.

“I…i…Am I not allowed to leave the club?” *Damn, where is that courage coming from?* Her subconscious questioned.

He turned to look at her. Anger were written all over his face, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her closer to himself.

“You are my slave and I’m your master. Whatever i ask you to do, you do. You are f-cking mine.” He growled, his grip tightened around her slender wrist.

“What? I’m not yours! I am not a f-cking object you can just claim!” She yelled. Her anger were taking the better side of her. She knew this was the wrong thing to do but f-ck that. She have had enough of him and his stupid threats.

First, he made her his slave, second, he made her become a stripper and now, he is claiming her as if she was an object. Who the f-ck does he think he is? God? Or what?

He smirked. “you are an object to me. So yeah, that makes you mine.” He said like it was nothing.

Victoria pulled her wrist from his grasp, forcefully and stood up to her feet. She shrugged off his suit jacket and three it at him.

“I will pay you your f-cking money and end this insult!” She said.

“Really?” He stretched out his palm towards her, a smirk was plastered on his face. “Then pay it up now.”

“I…” *You lose, girl. Next time have the money with you before you think of challenging him.* Her subconscious said.

Victoria gulped looking down at the ground. The cold breeze blew at her, sending cold shivers to run through her. She ran her palms over her arms, to warm up herself.

*why did you take off the jacket, idiot?* Her subconscious scolded. *You should have just challenged him without taking off the jacket. Now we are back to square one.*

“You can’t pay up, can you?” He smirked. He stood up to his feet and walked closer to Victoria. “What are you going to do now, baby girl?”

“I… I’m sorry.” Victoria whispered.

“You are sorry? Well, sorry isn’t enough for me to forgive you.” He said. His gaze roamed over her now unclad form. Okay, she wasn’t unclad but she was just in her underwear. That can still be considered as being unclad.

“What do you want me to do?” She asked, moving her gaze up to look at him now.

“You are willing to be an obedient slave now, huh?” He teased. His face suddenly became hærdened. “follow me.” He started walking away but Victoria didn’t move an inch. He stopped walking when he figured that she wasn’t coming, he turned around to her. “what’s keeping you?”

“Where are we going to?” Victoria asked.

“when you challenge your master, get ready to pay for the consequences. And rule number one, do not question my authority.”

“And what if i refuse to follow that rule?” *idiot, you are still challenging him.*

“You’ve signed the contract to always abide to the rules and regulations given to you by your master, remember? Now, comply and follow me.”

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The walk down to his black G-wagon was in utmost silent. He tossed his suit jacket over to her again before sliding into the driver’s seat.

Victoria pulled the jacket over her body, a smile crept its way to her l-ips over the warmth she suddenly felt.

She opened the passenger seat and got in.

“Put on your seatbelt.” He ordered. She did just that and he sped off.

He parked in front of the club and got down, she got out of the car as well and followed after him, going in,side the club she had ran away from.

He led her into his office and shut the door closed, locking it up. It was just the two of them in the office.

Victoria grip tightened at the edge of jacket. Her legs were shaking. She was getting nervous. She was having a bad feelings about this so called consequences she’s about to pay.

He snatched a packet of cigarette, took out one stick and lit it. He took a long drag then puffed it out on the air, his gaze never left her body.

“Strip.” He ordered.

Victoria eyes w¡dened in shock and her throat went dry.

Her life as a V-rgin was coming to an end, she could feel it. But the question here is, Will he force himself on her if she refuse to have s€× with him?

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She was scared.

She has never been this scared in her life until now.

Her shaky hands still held unto the suit jacket, refusing to let it down. She knew this was a punishment for her shitty mistake of running out of the club but never will she succ-mb to his stupid order and strip unclad for him to see.

She was a woman who seem to know quite a lot about her right as a woman. Yeah, she was owing him….No, her father was but that doesn’t still give him the damn right to try to harass her.

Who does he even think he is? God? Or what? She can’t count how many times she’d asked herself that question but yet no answer seem to come her way.

His dark gaze never left hers as he waited for her to do as he had told her. It was quite obvious she wouldn’t do it _He knew that fact_ She was a very stubborn woman, and that seem to surprisingly attract him to her.

She was the first person in history to ever talk back at him. He was angry at first that someone dared talk back at him but gradually, the anger falters and the feelings turned to that of amusement and surprise.

He took a long drag of his cigarette then puffed it out on the air, his gaze still never left her.

“Aren’t you going to do what I’d asked you?” He asked, coldly.

“I can’t.” She said in a whisper. Her knuckles were already turning white due to how well she clenched the suit jacket refusing to let go.

He smirked. “Rule number two, do as you are being told without complaint.” He growled.

“I can’t strip unclad. I…” Cold air hit her bare skin as the jacket was being ripped out of her body. She was now in just her underwear. Victoria gasped at what he had just done, she wrapped her arms around herself, trying to protect her body. “You can’t just do that!” She said, almost at the verge of crying but that still didn’t seem to faze him or anything.

“You are my slave and I can choose to do whatever I please to do with you. Strip quietly or you will leave me no choice.” He threatened.

She can’t go against his words. He was a monster and monsters have no heart. In other words, he has no heart, no amount of tears or strong head will make him let her go.

Victoria shaky hands went up to her b-ra hook. She slowly unclasped the hook, looking down at the ground. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eyes as she took off her b-ra and her p-nties, going unclad in front of him.

Her life as a V-rgin was coming to an end. She could feel it but the question here is, would he force himself on her if she refused to have s€× with him?

That was a question that is yet to be answered.

His gaze roamed over her now unclad form and a little gro-ned escaped his l-ips as he leaned back against the desk. He dropped the almost finished cigarette on a little plate, his eyes never leaving her unclad figure.

He didn’t touch her – he didn’t have to – his unyielding eyes that scanned her unclad figure alone had her skin turning pink.

“Dance for me.” He suddenly demanded, folding his arms across his chest. “This is meant to be considered as a punishment but if you do well, I will pay you. And, look at me as you dance.”

Victoria’s trembling hands slowly lowered from her bare chest. The chilly air k-ssed along her skin, making them perk. Shame swell in her belly. Under his cold, observing gaze, she felt small and vulnerable.

And she has no one to blame but her father. He put her in this position. He caused her this pain. He made her this way. He reduced her to nothing but a slave who has to do whatever her master ask her to do.

It was more like from grace to grass.

Her eyes glistened in tears as she began to roll her h¡ps. Her moves were awkward. There was no rhythm to lead her other than the fast pounding of her heart. With the corner of her eyes, she saw him leaning against his desk, his large arms were still crossed around his broad chest. He didn’t look other than thirty but there was nothing boyish about his features. They were dark just like his eyes; ones of a man that had seen hell and had come back as being friends with the devil.

He caught her looking. Nothing ever slipped past him, every subtle glance taken note of. There was nothing that could give away his intentions when he slowly approached her, like a predator stalking it’s prey.

Victoria stopped, her body raising with the impressive arch she had performed. Her brown eyes clashed with his dark gaze.

Her chest heaving with heavy breaths, she watched him produce dollar bills from his pocket. He held out the note over to her and just when she tried reaching for it, he held his hand back along with the dollar notes away from her reach.

“That isn’t the way it is done, love.” She shivered over the name he just called her. Love? She felt like puking right on his face right now.

He didn’t say anything afterwards and his expression didn’t give anything away either as he cupped her left br**st with the dollar notes.

Victoria gasped at the sudden touch, feeling his fingers brush at her n*pple.

“Good.” He murmured huskily, pulling his hand back a moment later. Like he had done nothing, he stepped back and took out another cigarette.

Victoria held the money, still standing unclad in front of him.

“You may go now.” He said to the stunned woman.

She could still feel the s-nsation of his fingers as she picked up her b-ra and p-nties, quickly put them on. She didn’t dare to look at him as she rushed out, his words ringing through her ears as the door closed behind her.

“Next time would be different, Amore.”

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Amore?

The word kept repeating in her head as she made her way to the changing room, both her hands and her legs were shaking.

What had happened in that office will forever haunt her. She was damn sure of it.

She can’t believe that actually happened. She actually stood unclad in front of a man that wasn’t Julius.

Her eyes watered again as Julius popped into her mind. How could she betray him this way? How could she let another man look at her body? How could she fail her own relationsh¡p? Will Julius ever forgive her if he comes to find out what’s going on in her life?

Will she ever escape this hell?

Victoria opens the door to the changing room quietly and walked in, looking in a total mess.

Kylie, Jess and Penny were there. They were preparing changing their dresses into something more decent. Seems like they were done for the day and were preparing to go home now.

“Tori!” Penny pulled Victoria in a hug, squeezing the life out of her. “Where have you been? Do you know how worried I was? You just ran off the stage and the club just like that.”

“i…I…” Victoria struggled to get words out of her mouth but Penny hug wouldn’t let her breathe or talk.

“The poor girl can’t breathe, Penny.” Kylie said, coming into Victoria rescue.

“Oh.” Penny pulled away, breaking off the bone crushing hug. “Sorry.” She whispered to Victoria who was still trying to catch her breath. “Are you okay?”

“I…yeah.” Victoria replied.

“Where have you been? And what happened to you out there? You were doing so well until you just lost the rhythm of the music and fell. I knew for a fact that you were looking at someone in the crowd and maybe that seem to have distracted you.”

“You’ve said it all, Penny.” Jess rolled her eyes. “Listen. The first time I saw you, I knew you were going to s-ck but I didn’t expect it to be this bad.”

“Look at who is talking…have you forgotten so soon what happened during your first day?” Penny raised an eyebrow at Jess, challenging her to dare her.

“Don’t you dare.” Jess narrowed her eyes at Penny.

Penny just waved her off before forcing back on Victoria. “Why are you sweating like this?” She asked.

“I…I had a private performance.” Victoria responded, looking down at her feet.

“Really?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. After that shit you pulled out there? That person must be very blind not to have seen me instead.”

“Trust me, I wish it was you and not me!” Victoria snapped, surprising the three girls in process.

“What just happened?” Kylie questioned, still in surprise.

“I think Victoria just rendered Jess speechless.” Penny looks over at Jess whose mouth was hanging open. “Ouch, that burns.” She started laughing.

“Whatever. She’s just jealous.” Jess said as she grabbed her bag and left the room but not before shooting daggers at Victoria.

“That was fire, girl.” Penny chuckles. “In fact you are now my best friend for what you just did…I love you.”

“Um… wasn’t I too harsh?”

“Jess is a bitch and she deserve that. She always wants to be in control and also have the s₱0tlight. She just so different from us.”

Victoria sighed. “I need to get changed.”

“Oh. Alright. Do you want us to wait up for you?”

“Nah. You guys must be tired.”

“Yeah. But you look tried as well. Take a look at yourself…whoever the client was that you danced for really stressed you out.” Kylie said.

Victoria didn’t say anything to do that. She just want them to leave so she could be alone and drown in her misery.

“Alright. We are leaving now. See ya tomorrow and have a goodnight.” Penny chirped, hugging Victoria again.

*She sure have a lot of energy.* Victoria thought to herself as she broke off the hug. Kylie came right after Penny and hugged Victoria as well before they left the room, leaving just her to drown in her misery.

Victoria walked over to the desk where she had previously sat on to get make up by Penny.

She looks down at the money in her grasp and let out a deep breath as hot tears streamed down her face. She started taking off the make up, the fake wig, the fake eyelashes, everything that doesn’t define her. She changed into the previous dress she had worn to the club and make her hair into a messy bun.

She stared at her reflection on the mirror, a soft breath escape her l-ips. She was about to get up when her phone started ringing. She took out her phone and stare down at the caller ID. the name that displayed on her phone screen almost made her drop her phone on the ground.

Loml💖. And that was no other person than her boyfriend, Julius.

With shaky hands she accepted the call.

“Babe,” Her voice cracked.

“Darling, how are you?” He asked.

She was going to say ‘not fine’ because that was the truth. She wasn’t fine and she doubt if she will ever be. But instead she said, “I’m fine. How about you?”

“Fine. It’s just that I’m missing you like crazy and that’s one reason I’m here.”

Her heart were beating fast now. “Where?”

“In front of your house.”

She chuckles. “Babe, I’m not in New York, my apartment is empty right…”

“I’m not at your apartment neither am I at New York. I’m in your hometown right now. Right in front of your house. So… where are you?”

Her heart stopped beating. Her world stopped moving. This was it. This is when her relationsh¡p crumbles due to her lies and deceit. There was a chance for him being at her house because it was 7:20am. She hasn’t had enough sleep since she got here.

She had kept this secret from him for too long and there is a probability of him finding out the truth today.

But she wouldn’t let that happen. She wouldn’t let the relationsh¡p she has worked so hærd for come to an end. Never.

Victoria grabbed her trench coat and stormed out of the room, running straight out of the club without thinking twice. She knew this was going to get her into a bigger problem with ‘him’ but she doesn’t care. The love of her life was here and nothing is going to stop her from going to him.

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“JULIUS.” She jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped his wa-ist. He held unto her so she wouldn’t fall.

“Oh my world. I miss you like crazy, babe.” He said, spinning around with her still in his arms.

She giggled. “Me too.” Ever since she got back home nothing have made her laugh or happy until now. And Julius was the source of the happiness right now.

“You left for so long and….”

A clap was heard from behind interrupting their happy reunion.

“What a lovely sight.” A cold voice said, running shivers down Victoria spine.

She knows that voice. She recognizes that voice. Hell was here for her. How could she think she could escape him? There was no escape for her.

Julius let go of Victoria and shot daggers at the guy who had just interrupted them.

“Who are you?” Julius asked, narrowing his eyes at the dangerous man who had bodyguards stand behind him.

“Who am I? Didn’t your princess tell you about me?” He asked, mischievous evident in his eyes.

Julius turned to Victoria. “Who is he, babe?”

“I guess she didn’t tell you. Tsk, I’m so hurt.” He placed his hand against his chest, feigning hurt. “I will save you the stress, Amore,” He turned to look at Julius. “I’m rom-no. And that girl standing beside you is my slave. She’s mine. No one touches her without my consent. And also, no one go against my rule.” He growled.

“Slave? rule? What the f-ck are you even saying?” Julius challenged. And oh boy was that a wrong move he had just made. “Victoria, what is this maniac talking about!?”

“I…” rom-no grabbed Victoria by her wrist and pulled her against his chest. “Please don’t do this.” She begged, tears streaming down her face.

She can’t let her lies and deceit destroy her once happy relationsh¡p. She can’t let this monster get in between her and Julius.

“Do what, Amore?” He tilted his head to the side. “Rule number three, no man is allowed to touch you aside from me,” He smirked. “But seems like you went against two rules. Rule number one and three. And now you need to pay for the consequences. Take him.”

The guards that where standing behind him, left his side and came up to Julius, they grabbed his both hands while Julius struggled to get out of their grip but they were damn strong.

“Knock him out to make the work much easier.” One of the guard held Julius while the other hit Julius on the head, knocking him out as he fell unconscious.

“What are you doing?” Victoria asked, worry evident in her voice.

“I’m about to give you your punishment. Just watch and see.”

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# To Be Continued…