Owned in Blood

Chapter 4

LENA’S POV

"No!! That can't be," my father shrieked in fear.

"You lost the freedom to decide, old man. You'll do my bidding. No one dares to stand in the way of Salvatore Oscuro. If you do, I will spill your dirty blood and no one will question me," he threatened.

I was between the devil and the deep blue sea. In this case, the devil is Salvatore Oscuro. I need to clean up this mess we have found ourselves in or I stand the risk of losing my father to this cold and heartless mafia boss.

This was hell.

"Just give me time Salvatore, I will give you your money but leave my daughter out of this," my father was terrified as he spoke.

Salvatore continued, he ignored my father like he was some insignificant insect prying into his domain." If you agree to be my plaything for seven months, you and your father will be free," he whispered coldly, his eyes settling on my breasts.

"I agree," I blurted out.

My father stared at me, wide-eyed. Then he protested. "Lena. No, you can't!!"

"Shut up. You old fool," he snapped.

I held my father's trembling hands. "Father, we do not have a choice. I will be fine."

Salvatore turned and started moving towards the door, then he stopped mid-stride. "Do not waste my time, Lena. Come with me."

" Like now? My mother is still in the hospital. And I need to attend to my father," he said.

He turned towards me, his eyes glowing with rage. "You don't make the rules, I do. Come with me before I change my mind and blast your father's skull."

I looked at my father and he nodded at me. "I and your mother will be fine."

One of his henchmen dragged me to my feet and pushed me towards Salvatore. He walked out and I followed him. Leaving my sick mother and father behind.

My heart was torn with sorrow.

When the nurses and some doctors saw Salvatore approaching with his men, they scampered like frightened mice. Some hid their faces to avoid his wrath.

We got into his car and the driver zoomed off.

After driving for long hours, we got to his mansion and I followed him in.

I was still dressed in my red skimpy gown from last night. I got to his room and he sat down.

I stood before him like a slave that was about to be auctioned off. His eyes ran down my body and I cowered.

"Use the bathroom and wash up. Then join me," he pointed towards a closed door.

After I had my shower, I came out with a white towel around my body.

"What do you want with me?"

He looked at me like I just asked the most useless question. " Are you going to pretend you don't know why you're here? Now come to daddy."

I took little steps towards him and knelt before him. He held my chin up, forcing me to look at him.

"I will use your body however I please. You're mine for the taking. And I intend to ravage your body for my utmost pleasure. Just like last night. I will do bad things to you. You're my s*x toy and nothing more," he uttered.

Hot tears stung the back of my eyes.

He was about to loosen the towel from my body when I heard a gentle knock on the door. He left me.

"Come in," he said.

The door opened and his bodyguard walked in. He looked scary. I was still kneeling before Salvatore.

The bodyguard bowed in reference and said. " Capone, we just received a new shipment. Our men are on guard."

He took his phone and rang his housekeeper. She came in a few minutes later.

"Saloni, this is Lena. She will be spending some time with me. See to her needs. And put her in the bedroom close to mine."

Saloni bowed and gestured to me to follow her and I did, still wrapped in the white towel.

She opened the door to a room. "Lena, this will be your room."

"Thank you," I muttered.

Saloni looked at me in pity then she opened a huge wardrobe. My eyes took in the beautiful designers' wear of different styles. It was filled with clothes and expensive shoes.

My jaw dropped.

"This is all yours. There are toiletries in the bathroom. If you need anything, don't hesitate to tell me."

I had snapped my jaw closed. "Does he run a mall? This is too much."

Saloni smiled for the first time. " My boss is wealthy enough. All of these mean nothing to him. He does that all the time."

"So there have been other women before me," what was she thinking? A man like Salvatore will have women falling over themselves to warm his bed.

"I don't discuss my boss' private life," she said, then she left quickly.

That night, I was fast asleep when I felt a bulge behind my arse.

My eyes flew open only and his voice jolted me.

"It's time for play."

Before I could object, Salvatore turned me towards me and crushed his lips on mine. His tongue parted my lips and he kissed me, then he sucked my tongue.

With his other hand, he ripped my nightie off my body. I was breathing hard and fast.

His fingers circled my clits and I moaned loudly into his mouth.

My body betrayed me as it responded to every one of his touches.

Salvatore penetrated me and his thrusts were fast and ferocious as he rode me hard without stopping. My rounded breast kept bouncing in rhythm to his merciless thrusts.

He f****d me senseless. I tried touching his hairy chest but he pinned my hands above my head. Then bit hard on my hard and erect n*****s.

I kept moaning and he continued to increase his pace as each thrust sent me to delirium.

He groaned and filled my cunt with his c*m. He laid on his back as I was panting. I was tired and sore.

Without sparing me a glance, Salvatore walked out naked and the door banged close.

He was a s*x god with no cap but I was angry at the way he used me just for his satisfaction.

I need to plan my escape.