Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord

Chapter 2

In the Dark Realm Auction house, Richard sat in the VIP seats with his father, watching as the stage curtains parted and revealed the new women up for sale. However, he felt stunned when he met her eyes—the same blue eyes of the pretty young woman Isabella had brought to his 24th birthday party at his clubhouse. How was this possible?

Richard had only arrived at the auction with his father because he wanted him to accompany him to witness tonight's auction and bidding.

Seeing those pretty blue eyes, Richard could not look away.

He could smell her innocence and felt the urge to protect her.

"Richard, do you desire to buy any of the women tonight? You can use her as your 24th birthday present," his father, Mr. Wesley Henshaw, said.

"Dad…" Richard grumbled, looking at the women set up on the stage to be sold. None of them caught his eyes except for Angela.

He was waiting for her to be sold.

Richard knew Angela was his when he set his eyes on her. She was so beautiful with long blonde hair and a pretty oval face.

"Richard," his father called to his attention once more to snap him out of his trance.

"Dad, I will choose when I see any of the women that catch my attention," Richard mumbled. He was dressed in a black suit and seated beside his father in the auctioning room.

After he left his birthday party at the club, Richard arrived here to see how the auctioning went.

It was not like he was unaware of the things his father did for money and fun, but none of them caught his eyes.

Richard wanted something different to define his style, uniqueness, and taste.

Once the host made mention of Angela, Richard's heartbeat increased as he saw many bidders wanting to purchase her.

She wore the same blue dress that she had worn to his 24th birthday party, and it raised his mind: how did she get here?

Did Isabella put her younger sister up for sale?

Was Angela kidnapped?

There was no way that Angela would come here willingly to be sold. She was sold off against her will, but who had brought her to this place?

There were many mafia lords, both young and old, all desiring to purchase Angela. Her skin glowed more than the rest of the women on the stage.

Her innocence was compelling, and so many of those men wanted to taste her.

Richard kept his cool as Angela's bidding started from a million dollars.

She was worth more than gold.

"One million dollars!" The bidding started, rising until 20 million dollars.

Richard looked at Angela and raised his bid: 50 million dollars.

The hall fell in silence. His father, Mr. Wesley Henshaw, was the most feared mafia lord in Top Hills City.

"50 million dollars going? 50 million dollars, anyone else?" the host asked, looking around the dark room, as only the stage was lit.

"Sold!" the host announced, and Richard's father looked at him proudly.

"Congratulations, son. You won the deal. Welcome to the dark realm. You will have to brand her as your property so that other men will keep off from touching her," his father said as he sat next to Richard and exhaled a cloud of smoke, smoking next to him.

"Yes, I will," Richard replied.

After leaving the auctioning room to complete Angela's payment, Richard was so sure that she did not know who had purchased her.

She had passed out from the shock, as her hands and legs were tied and her lips were taped.

"Take her to my car. She is going home with me," Richard said.

"Richard, are you sure about this? She would have been taken to the harem for the women to train her. She is inexperienced," his father said as he stood next to Richard in the car park, after they were done completing the payment for Angela's bidding.

"I will personally train her, father. You do not have to worry about that," Richard said. His voice was cold as he did not bother to look back at his father's face.

"Richard, remember the rule. You are not to fall in love with this woman or to develop any feelings for her. She is your property—an item to be used and discarded at any time that you want. And once you are done with her, you should discard her if you do not want her again," his father reminded him coldly. Richard knew his father and mother were divorced because she could not withstand his lifestyle.

His father used women and saw them as objects to purchase, own, break, and discard at any moment.

Richard nodded. "Do not worry yourself, father. I will have her branded and follow the rules."

"Good. Enjoy your birthday night, and see you tomorrow at the meeting." His father walked away to his black car, waiting and flanked by masculine bodyguards.

Richard got into his, as the pretty blonde woman was still unconscious and asleep.

She had not woken up yet from the horror that she was in, and he knew that she would be shocked once she awoke and saw him as her new master.

He anticipated how she would react.

"Boss, where are you going?" His assistant, Derek Tyler, asked as he stood next to Richard's car and acted like his driver.

"I am going home. You start the car. Let me stay in the rear with her, in case she awakes at the security checkpoint," Richard said, tossing his car keys into Derek's hands.

Derek was 25 and a year older than Richard.

"Alright, boss," Derek answered. He got into the car, and Richard took a seat at the back next to the pretty blonde woman, who was fast asleep.

He allowed her feminine scent of citrus to envelop him.

As he sat next to her, she moaned and shifted, making his muscles tense.

As he took his seat, Richard raised her head gently and placed her sleeping head on his thighs, as she was still in shock from the whole ordeal.

Her wavy blonde hair felt so soft and warm in his hands as he ran his fingers through it.

"Get going," Richard ordered Derek as he saw him taking a look at the back of the car through the rearview mirror.

Derek averted his gaze and asked, "Forgive me, boss. But is not she Isabella's sister? How did she get sold tonight?"

"I do not know, but she is mine now, and keep your eyes away from her," Richard warned coldly, and Derek nodded.

"Understood, boss." Once Derek started Richard's car, he drove off to his new house.

Coming of age, Richard became the new boss at 24. As the only son of his father, he gave him money, power, and influence in the entirety of Top Hills. Richard was respected like a prince, and he knew Isabella's parents were part of the mafia but of lower ranks.

Two years ago, Richard met Isabella at an event, and they got along because she was beautiful. They dated, but surprisingly, he had not had s*x with her even though they had kissed. He limited doing things and made the women beg and yearn for his touch.

However, during his 24th birthday, Isabella had brought her younger sister. Richard knew she had a sister because Isabella talked a lot even when he did not ask her anything. It was why he did not want to keep her. He did not want to marry her either.

But, when his gaze fell on Angela, he could see her innocence as she looked out of place, like she did not belong in his party.

Richard wanted Angela. He wanted to have a taste of her body, and he could not get his eyes off hers.

She whimpered on his thighs as he continued to run his fingers through her hair.

However, her blue eyes locked with his intense black orbs, and she immediately raised her head away from his thighs, shivering.

"You, Richard… What are you doing inside this car with me? How come? Was it a dream?" She asked him, trembling like a leaf.