Bind to be the Mafia's pet

Episode.2The Contract

*Ellen POV*

"You know, for a lady, you are very loud!" The dominant figure chuckled. He was sitting so upright in the seat. His ice blue foxy eyes were reflecting how powerful he is. Through his tuxedo, one could clearly see his bulging bicep. The guy is f*****g muscular, dark hair slicked to the back, leaving little strands to fall on his perfectly delicate face.

"I know, I sound like a dog, right?" I scoffed, sounding sarcastic. "Why are you here, Mr. Valentino?" I know every average lady like me would be screaming in bewilderment, hovering over the city king in order to get a picture or autograph, but not me. I know how to control myself, even though I badly want to do more than that with this Greek god.

"Tell me where your father is, and we will be done with this whole drama." He demanded coldly; his tone was as cold as an iceberg. I rolled my eyes, trying to look unaffected.

"I don't know; I haven't seen him since I came back--"

"Boss, she is lying; I saw some golds in the house as well." One of his goons chime in, and I give the i***t a glare.

"When I ask a question, you say nothing but the truth. Is that clear?" His tone held nothing but dominance; I didn't know when I subconsciously nodded my head.

"Bring her along!" He ordered as soon as the car door slammed to a close.

"Wh--at!" I fumbled, and immediately I came back to my senses. "Don't touch me!" I tried to fight back, but I was pulled into one of the black vans.

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"Get your filthy hands off me!" I sneered, jerking my body from the ruthless goons, before stepping into a specific kind of room.

"What is this place?" I asked out of curiosity, and my body temperature rose immediately. The place was so cold and dim.

"Welcome to my cold room, damsel," I shivered. His voice, mixed with the cold tension of this so-called room, made it feel like hell's gate had been opened.

"Why am I here? Are you a kidnapper or something?" I yelled, fuming.

"Feisty, my type." I heard him whisper something, but I couldn't hear it.

I rub my hands all over my skin, feeling the bulging goosebumps. "Mister, are you trying to freeze me to death?"

"You should show some respect!" A goon approached me, trying to give me a slap, but as soon as his boss beckon to him to back off, he slipped away from me. My fears skyrocketed. I was trying to sound brave, but deep down, I felt like peeing on my pant.

"You are here because of your father; are you aware of what he stole from me?" He c****d his head to the side, revealing the full version of his flawless face. His heart-shaped peach lips made me drool for a second.

"Little one?" His calls made me snap back to the reality I am facing right now.

"He didn't steal anything! My father is not a thief; I reckon he is being set up!" I tried to defend my father despite knowing what he truly did and the fact that he abandoned me in this type of situation, but blood is blood; he is the only family I have.

"She is so interesting." He chuckled, looking amused, and I wonder what is making him feel like that. Well, I have nothing to worry about; my father must have run away to somewhere nobody would be able to locate, so it's my turn to make sure he is not caught and also to free myself from these people.

"You said he didn't steal any gold, so why was some gold found in your house, and why did your father attempt to run away?" His tone was firm as ever, and one could see the fiery oozing out of his blue eyes.

"I...." I opened my shameless mouth, trying to reason my way out, but some goons barged in, pulling a bloody body in, and then laid it in front of their boss. "Fath--, father!" I was shocked beyond measure. How the hell was he found?

"What happened to your tongue? Short of excuse!?" I glare at the devil, who placed his foot on my father's head. My father's cries were echoing in the cold room, wincing in pain and begging for forgiveness, but the ruthless man seemed unaffected.

I couldn't believe the kind-hearted billionaire who everyone sings his praises was a devil in disguise.

"Please free my father! We would return the gold!" I plead, going down on my knees.

"If it's so easy, then you wouldn't be here in the first place; my golds aren't complete!"

"What!! Okay, how much does it cost, sir? I will pay everything single dime; please don't hurt my father!" Tears were welling up in my eyes. I am so scared right now.

He grinned mischievously at me, "Each cost $500 million." My body immediately tensed up when I calculated the figures; I was already seeing stars, and my shoulders slumped in despair.

"If you can't afford to pay, there is a way out." My head shoot up. I was glad there was hope after all, but when I heard his deal, I realized it was hell after hell. "Be my pet, and your father's debt will be cleared off." He proposed.

"You have less than a minute to make your final decision." His vile tone reached my ears. I was trembling so much, but I shielded it with a brave face.

"Elle, baby, please help your father." My father winced more, blood oozing out of his mouth. He has been brutally beaten by the devil's goons.

"How long is the contract going to last for?"I inquired. I was snapping my fingers against each other, trying to get the nervous feeling to stop.

"Just a year," he smirked mischievously. My eyes grow wide. How the hell will I survive a year with this demon!?

"Argh..." My father's high-pitched scream erupted in the atmosphere, snapping me back from my thought.

"Say your final goodbye!" He hollered, attempting to crush my father's head.

"Stop! Just stop! I will do it. I will sign the contract and be your pet. Please don't hurt my father." I breathed out amidst tears as my bravado shield broke. Seeing my father in so much pain brought nothing but agony.

"Good," he flung a set of papers to me, and I hunched downwards to pick them up.

"Pen, please...." I requested, trying to act confident, but it was futile; I was trembling so much.

"No, your blood." He said to me, handling a razor blade. "When she is done, throw her into the cage. I froze in utmost bewilderment. Not only will I use my blood as a signature, I will also be living in a cage!?