Owned By The Mafia Prince

“Be careful with those drinks Violet” The lady’s voice could be heard from behind the bar stand. “Okay madam” I steady the drinks properly in my hands as I made my way through the club. Loud music, alcohol and women could be seen around me. Looking at those women pleasuring men, I can’t help but sigh. Soon enough, I’d be part of them. I don’t know what she is keeping me for , but I know she plans to sell my virginity to the highest bidder. After all, the precious money that was used to purchase me must be made back,maybe the time hasn’t come just yet. Months Ago.. So,my name is Violet,Violet King, and I'm nineteen years old. I remember the first day my mother brought me here.That morning, I did my routine and was about to go through my day as usual when my mother came to me,she asked me to follow her somewhere and I questioned her. “Don’t ask questions, just follow me” Mum snapped at me and I immediately went silent. Actually, it’s always been like this with mum. She gives the order and I have to follow mindlessly to have peace. I had learnt early in life that disobeying my Mom is the same as courting death. The journey to the brothel was a silent one. More of me trying hard to avoid my mum's attention. Soon enough we got there, Since I didn’t know what we were here for, I was mesmerized by the sight in front of me, thinking it was a fashion house or something. “Woww” I half squealed and my mum glared at me. Feeling her gaze, I quickly shrink back. When we entered the building, my stomach recoiled. Naked women , drugs and alcohol could be seen. “ Why would mom bring me here?” I thought. I watched as mom spoke to someone, the manager maybe , while I waited for her. When she finished, she walked towards me. “Violet my dear, you will stay here from now on” she smiles. “What Mom? why can’t I follow you home” I asked. At this point I couldn’t care less about mom’s rule of not questioning her. I just wanted answers. Instead she patted my face.“Babygirl,mom needs money for your brother's wedding and so I had to sell you.” “What?” My eyes widened in horror. “ Mum ...” Words failed me. “Alright Vio, be a good girl” She patted my shoulder and walk away. I quickly ran after her, but two guards came out from nowhere to stop me. They held me down while I watched my mum leave . “Mum!!” I screamed and reached out my hand hoping that mum would at least have a change of mind but she didn’t look back. “Awwn... what a scene. So emotional” The same woman my mum spoke to swayed her hips toward me. “ Now listen to me, little girl. From now on , you will call me Madam Lilith, okay” She smiled mockingly. “Lilith” That was the name mum mentioned on countless occasions, but because that won't even change the fact that I've just been deserted by my own family, I choose to pay no attention to it. “Please let me go” I begged with tears in my eyes. “Oh my , she is begging. I’m sure Mr Rex Will like her” she mocked and the guards burst out laughing. I looked around me and saw that no one would help me. I probably lost the fight before it even started , I cried out more. “Tsk Tsk, she is so noisy. Take her away from here.” She ordered and I was dragged away by the guards. PRESENT DAY Since that day, months has passed by and I am still here , still stuck in this s**t hole. As I made my way back to the bar stand, I felt a hand slapped my buttocks. I was tempted to glare at the person but I gritted my teeth instead and I kept chanting in mymind, “ endure quietly, and you will live” till I got back to the bar stand. It happens like this all the time. Ladies are treated as an object of pleasure, that is why that fucker dare to slap my ass in that manner. “I’m done.” I spoke to the lady the minutes I got to the stand. “Oh you are” she answered not sparing me a glance. “Anything else?” I asked. I really wanted to leave the scene. “No” she muttered. Seeing as she couldn’t be bothered with me , I quickly made my presence scarce. Meanwhile, in the Dark corners of that same club was someone who was watching me. His eyes had been on me since he came. From the apathetic look on his face, one could tell that he never wanted to come here nor does he wish to be here. Maybe the blonde guy brought him because obviously, he is a little uptight and need to unwind. Which is exactly what this place is for. There are girls who would be more than willing to serve a Greek god like him. While serving drinks, my eyes met his and I quickly looked away before I attract unwanted attention and then another slap on my buttock from only God knows before proceeding I tried to hold my self with last strength of mine. He must have the thought that I like the attention seeing as he rolled he his eye and I didn’t show any sign of discomfort. However, what was I expecting? In this place, ladies are treated as a commodity. A mere tool for pleasure and nothing more. Seeing as I was no longer in his line of sight, he quickly stood up to his feet. “Hey bro , what is wrong”, the blonde guy beside him ask. In his arm were two ladies vying for his attention. “I’m coming” he replied and walked out of the booth to the bar stand where I was before. Seeing as he was approaching,the brothel manager , Madam Lilith quickly came forward with smiles on her face like he is her savior. “Mr Salvatore, we are honored have you here” she said shining her teeth like kid who has just been given candy. “That girl, the one who dropped this tray” he probed. I guess whatever he had said must not have sat down well with her because , her face changed. “Oh Violet, Sir what about her?” She asked. “I want her.” he stated his mission. “Mr Aide.. She ..” she hesitates. “I’d pay triple the price you bought her ” he offered. Hearing the mouthwatering offer he gave, The lady was all smiles. “Okay sir, I will make the arrangements” she said. It was just some minutes away from 10 pm and I could barely get a glimpse of sleep. The thought of what the manager had said to the Man who was monitoring me kept flashing to my face, maybe I wasn't meant to be a part of this world. After all, the manager wouldn’t use me . Knock. And the the sound jolted me back to reality, I reluctantly got up from my bed ready to go get the door when I saw the door flung open. I clearly didn't lock that s**t. "How dare you keep me standing for that long? Follow me" she bellowed before storming out of the room. “ Okay ma’am” I said meekly before followed after her. I was brought back to the bar stand. In front of me was the man who had been monitoring me. I tried to take a look at him but his godlike presence is so overwhelming that I don’t even dare to lift my head up a little. “ Hi Violet” He said stepping closer to me. I take a step back as I’m so scared , but why shouldn’t I be. After all, I don’t know why I am here. “When I speak, you meet my eye.” He tilted my chin up to , so i could look at him properly. “ He.. hello sir.” I stuttered. He took a step back and I took a proper look at him.Damn,He is an absolute beauty. “ Sir , here you go” The lady handed him a document which i don’t know it’s content. However , his face had a satisfied expression. I watched him collect the documents in is extremely long hands, his face devoid of any emotion. “Violet, from now on, you belong to Mr Aiden” The lady pointed to the Greek god in front of me. “What?” My eye widened. I don’t know what to feel upon hearing this information. I am having a mixed feeling about this. First I’m happy to be leaving this place, that’s good enough. However, I don’t know what will happen to me from hereon. Why has this man bought me again? All of this thought pressed down on my chest. I took a look at him again and couldn’t help but pursed my lip When he held my hand and we walked out together to the garage , where his car is parked. When we got to the car, he got in without sparing me a glance while I stood at loss of what to do. “ Get in”