Sexy Orgy

SELECTION NIGHT?

The atmosphere was quite a cold one, Leonardo stepped out of his car after his chauffeur, Edward opened the car door.

Everyone bowed respectfully, while he glared coldly slipping his hands into his pockets. He ignored as he walked into the mansion while the girls and guards all shuddered at his presence.

Charlotte gave a side glance at him before heaving a sign, she veered around towards the girls, gesturing them to go back to their duties. As they all darted away. "So, what's next?" Bloom asked, averting her eyes at Olivia.

"We work, work, work!" Olivia replied, throwing her hands in the air as she emphasised the word. "Work"

"f**k!" Bloom muttered under her breath as they receded into the kitchen. Olivia walked towards the cabinet to pick a bowl while bloom leaned on the counter.

"This mansion is quite a massive one" she complimented staring around the kitchen.

"You sure haven't seen the whole place yet," Olivia said, huffing.

"Really?" She turned towards her.

"Really. Don't worry, you'd get to explore the whole place soon, but…." She paused, turned and narrowed her eyes deep into mine.

"Don't let the master catch you or see you anywhere around the cold room or else?" She rolled her eyeball. "You'd be dead!" She added. Swerving around, she picked up the bowl to make a dough.

"The cold room?" Bloom arched her brow.

"Yeah the cold room"

"Sounds scary" she mumbled moving closer towards Olivia who was busy slamming the bowl of dough. "Why don't we explore it?" Bloom whispered into her right ear, inhaling through her teeth.

"You won't dare!" Olivia asserted as she turned swiftly at Bloom, fear written all over her face. Bloom chuckled.

"Hey, can't you sound adventurous for just a moment huh?" She mused with a side smirk.

"There's nothing to be adventurous about when you know, you'd die Bloom," Olivia said with a frown.

"I understand. I was only kidding" Bloom shrug.

"Better be, or you'd be dead! And no one would ever know you ever existed" Olivia stated as she turned back to her work.

"Hmmm" Bloom hummed in understanding.

"How long have you been here…." Bloom suddenly asked as she paused. Olivia stopped what she was doing and slowly turned towards her.

"As a slave?" Bloom added forthwith as she looked away.

"Since I was 12," Olivia replied shortly as she turned back to her work.

"It must have been difficult for you, right?" She asked concerned as she fiddled her fingers.

"Yeah, it is" Olivia responded immediately as she watched the fire burn from the cooker. Bloom moved closer to her and held her shoulders in a comforting hold. "Bloom I'm fine, okay?" Olivia gave her a side look as she smiled weakly.

"You should be more worried about the Master, he might be looking handsomely striking but he's deadly and dangerous. I'm more worried about you Bloom" she dropped the bowl and turned towards her as she held her hands.

"You'd go through a lot of tensions but then, just know I'm here for you okay?" She added as she hugged her, Bloom nods signing in relief before disengaging.

"Tomorrow is the selection night" Olivia declared.

"I wonder what's in store for you?" She added as Bloom crossed her arms over her chest in confusion.

"Selection night?" She furrowed her brow.

"Yeah, selection night. It's a night where the slaves are being displayed for the Don to choose his next bed warmer, it's traditional. Always every week" Olivia explained as she lowered the cooker.

"Oh, I see but then, why do you say, you wonder what's in store for me?" Bloom asked as she inched her right arm.

"Cause the Master hasn't sent for you yet, who knows he might be waiting for the selection night" Olivia said, biting her buttom lip.

"But then the Don never waits," she added. Shaking her head at Bloom who stared at her with a slight smile.

"Who did he choose at the last selection night?" Bloom asked curiosily.

"Well! He cho-" Olivia stopped immediately as a girl walked in and reported.

"Miss Charlotte requests everyone retires to the bedroom before midnight," said that the girl receded out of the kitchen.

"He chose Charlotte" Olivia continued. Bloom could picture her rolling her eyes.

"Hmm, I see. What about you? Has he ever choosed you?" Bloom blurts out the question. Olivia stayed muted as she placed the pot on the cooker.

"It's fine if you don't wanna ans-"

"He has never chosen me and I don't wish for that!" Olivia answered immediately cutting Bloom off.

"Why?"

"He murdered my best friend!" Olivia almost yelled as her eyes almost became teary.

"I'm sorry about that" Bloom quickly said lowly.

"Even when he's a demon, every slave here wants to have him under the sheet! The very first week I and my best friend were brought here, he f*****g choosed her and ripped off her pride as a woman, he r***d her to death that same night!" Olivia let out, as a drop of tear flowed freely from her eyes. Bloom held her chest as she gasped in horror. "r***d to death?!.

" I will never forget about that night Bloom, her cries filled this mansion till it was heard no more" Olivia cleaned her eyes as she sniffed in.

"He's not human, run the very moment you set your eyes on him anywhere, he's death in human form," Olivia warns as she went back to what she was doing, leaving Bloom in her thoughts.

Will the Don choose her, just like Olivia said?

She prayed he doesn't, she wouldn't want to pass through the traumatic pain Olivia's friend passed through, better still she'd try within her power to escape from this hell.

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Leonardo pov

I collapsed on the bed with a loud thud, inhaling deeply, I picked one of my phones by my side and typed on a few icons after hearing a slight ping. Scrolling through tons of texts, I ignored them before clicking on a sent message from Santiago. What?! I gaped at the picture he mailed. This is the end of it, he's definitely a dead meat tomorrow, I tossed my phone aside with a low groan.

Suddenly, my mind drifted off to my alluring new slave. she's quite such an elegance, so flawless and enchanting, never really set my eyes on such graceful beaut before, too bad. She might not last a day or two.

I grunted angrily after hearing a soft knock on the door.

"Who has a death wish tonight?!" I growled mentally before answering coldly.

"Come in," I stood up intoxicated as I moved towards the dressing mirror, sitting my butt on the chair in front of it, I watched through the mirror curiously at who it was - Charlotte.

She walked in stylishly before closing the door quietly behind her.

"Master" she called softly as she knelt courteously, head bent.

"I never sent for you," I glared through the mirror.

"I know master. Pardon my manners, I came to warm your bed as accustomed," she said, lifting her head slightly.

"Leave!" I snapped with cold eyes.

"But, Mas-" she paused. "Yes, master" She quickly added as she stood up, gave me a side stare through the mirror before receding.

"Charlotte" I stopped her abruptly as she halted promptly. "Come closer," I said in a commanding tone, swivelling around while she turned gradually, I could see the fear eating her up as she walked towards me.

Her legs and hands trembling, gripping her forcefully the moment she was practically closer to me, she gasped rapidly as I strangled her. Her eyes widened as she begged.

"Please, Mas-Master" she shuttered as she gasped more.

"Have you ever wondered why you exist?" I growled lowly as she shakes her head in a pleading way.

"No, no-no Master" she grunted painfully as I strangled her more.

"Of course you don't!" I shoved her roughly across the room. she coughed uncontrollably as she held her neck in pain. "Leave!" I snarled as she quickly stood up.

"Yes, Mas, Mas-tar" she shuddered. Dashing out of the room. I swivelled around with a frown, drumming my fingers on the table.

Charlotte pov

Stepping into my room, I gasped as I slammed the door hard, held my neck as fervid pains run through my veins. A fiery of anger boiled inside of me as I stumbled towards my bed and collapsed on it with a grunt. What the hell just happened?!

I thought I was free from this man's terror the moment he choosed me over the other girls at the selection party! But no, I was wrong?! Being who he was, instead, he just dismissed me like a debris pest, it's a slap on my face. Oh my God, f*****g save me!

"He almost choked me to the point of death, thanks to the heavens I made it out alive in that room, what could I have told my creator?" I asked rhetorically before huffing.

"Indeed this is a narrow escape but then, doesn't he find me attractive anymore?" I thought hard.

"No, no way!" I yelled, discarding the thought as I stopped abruptly. Thunder roared and lightened furiously.

I strode slowly towards my window, held it and closed it before pulling down the curtains. "I must eradicate anyone who tries playing games with me, the Don is mine and nothing can change that!" I clutched my fist tightly as I tried restraining the agonising pain in my throat while I held my neck, grunting.

I walked slowly towards the dressing mirror as I stared desperately at my own reflection.

"Tomorrow is the selection night, I must make the Don choose me again for the week. I can't wait to have him In me, even when he treats me and uses me like a s*x machine which I was too him." I whispered determinedly as I nursed my aching neck.