Auctioned to the mafia lord

CHAPTER TWO

We soon arrived at a very quiet and lonely road. As we drove down the long, winding road that led to the mafia's mansion, the trees loomed overhead, casting eerie shadows across the road.

The silence was broken only by the crunch of gravel beneath the car's tires. The air felt heavy and oppressive, as if something terrible was lurking just out of sight.

The trees seemed to close in around us, their branches reaching out like claws, as if to snatch us from the safety of the car. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as we approached the estate, its dark and foreboding facade looming over us.

The car soon pulled up to a massive, imposing mansion. It was made of dark stone, with a sprawling lawn and an elaborate fountain out front.

With a whole lot of security cameras lurking around the house, and every hidden corner the security of the house was extremely tight, there was nowhere I could try to escape from this place without getting caught, I thought to myself.

The windows were so narrow and high up, it was hard to imagine anyone looking out of them. There were no signs of life, except for the two men in black suits standing guard at the front door.

They stared at us as we got out of the car, their eyes cold and expressionless, coupled along with their huge bodies, heavily mounted like nothing could move them. It was like we had arrived at the gates of hell.

I literally didn’t think the place would be like this, I could never imagine myself living in a place like this.

“Welcome boss” the two guards chorused with their heavy deep masculine voice.

“Go and get the luggages in the car trunk and where is Rufus?” He questioned them.

“He is inside the house boss.” one of them replied.

“ Ohhh better be inside, now come along Pet.” He told me to follow his lead. But of all names to call me or give me it’s pet how ridiculous of him to do that.

I quickly doubled up on my feet and went to meet him following his lead. As we stepped through the heavy front door the guards stood in front,

I felt a chill run down my spine. The foyer was dark and imposing, with a massive chandelier hanging overhead. The walls were covered in dark, richly patterned wallpaper, different works of art hung on the walls, Marcel was a lover of arts, I had a flashback of being somewhere like an art gallery. I wondered why, well finally one thing we both had a taste in.

The floor was polished marble; there were no windows, just a row of tall, narrow mirrors that reflected our faces back at us. I felt like we were being watched, even though there was no one else in the room. The air was thick with dust and the faint smell of stale cigar smoke.

“Lydia” he called out and then a middle-aged woman appeared.

“Take her to her room” he instructed

“Yes sir” she replied and gestured for me to follow her.

I followed her lead as we walked upstairs, the lawn corridor was wide and long, we finally came to a halt in front a white door, which she went ahead to insert the key to unlock the door and it sung open, “this is your room ma’am” she said as gave way for me to go in.

She pulled out the keys and handed them to me, “ If you need anything ma’am please do not hesitate to call me” she said and left to continue with her day.

As I stepped into the room I was left in awe with the richness of the room, it was so ladylike and it was perfect for a lady. The room was lavish and feminine, there was something cold and yet artificial about it.

The walls were covered in a very pale pink silk, and the furniture was delicate and lightly ornate. There were frilly pillows and tassel curtains, and a large mirror that seemed to take up half the wall.

The bed was draped with layers of tulle and lace, like a doll's bed. But the room was devoid of any personal touches, any sense of warmth or comfort. The dressing table was neatly arranged with a few relevant things.

What a view, I quickly stepped. Into the bathroom to wash myself up. It was a very long day indeed.

I was peacefully taking my bath in the jacuzzi when I noticed the shadow of a strange figure. I was shocked to my bone marrow, I just freezed in there I couldn’t move or even mutter a word.

It was Marcel, could he just give me a break. He was everywhere now. I can't even have a single privacy? So what if I was in his house and his pet didn't like this at all, it would take a long time for me to get used to this.

“Now…now don’t give that look” he said, still coming closer to me inside the bathroom.

“You're mine now and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it,” he said as bent down to pick up my panties lying on the floor and took a long sniff.

“Daddy wants to eat you here right now, " he said , sitting at the edge of the jacuzzi using his finger to stroke my skin from my neck region, going down towards my shoulder region.

“Ohhh my God this feeling, his touch was electrifying which sent adrenaline bursting through my veins, I bit my lower as I tried to savor the feel of his touch.

What is this man doing to me? I cried with lustful joy as his hands reached my cleavage. The urge for me came like a tingling effect, this man was too good.

Unfortunately our little play came to an end when his phone rang, “ohhh no pumpkin we have been interrupted, and I see you were already enjoying yourself.” He said as he stood up and picked the call.

I felt more than embarrassed because again, I am supposed to hate this man for goodness sake but I seem to be doing the opposite, my cheeks were already flustered in excitement, my V-jay’s was already singing to his rhythm. This was bad. I muttered under my breath.

Was being a plaything now what my body wanted more than ever? I questioned myself after feeling betrayed by my own body that sucks, a whole lot.

“Hello Rufus, what seems to be the problem?” Marcel asked while on the call talking to Rufus.

“Boss, our package has arrived, but the el chapos won’t let us through and they are demanding a gate pass fee. What should we do before the police arrive?” He asked.

“Just give them what they need, to grant you a free pass now I will talk to their head and settle things but for now we have to bend to their rules to grant you pass now at this moment.”

“Mark their faces as well, cause I will be dealing with them personally, cause no one insults my handsome self and also hurt my ego and goes Scott free.

“Okay boss, see you soon” Rufus said and hung up to get things done quickly.

He ended the call and left my room, he didn’t even bother to even give me a glance, how cruel of him after putting me in this situation, he decided to leave me like that too. Men are nasty creatures.