The Mafia Boss Force Me

Chapter 3

Santo's darted his eyes away from Mila's perfect hourglass shape and forced them on the bastard who had stepped away from her, staring at him like he was the stranger.

"Get away from her!" Santos groaned, trying to play it cool for the first time in his damn life.

He hated to repeat himself and he had sworn inwardly that he would punch the asshole face till his face get reconstructed if he make him repeat himself again but the asshole was lucky.

He faced Mila with a questioning look. "Honey, do you know this psycho from anywhere?".

Mila was on the verge of saying a no but one look at Santos made her had a rethink, who knows if he is a customer? A first time customer? She had thought.

"He must be a....."

"Call her honey again and I will have your fingers chopped off from your arm" Santos cuts in. Fear rose in Mila's eyes. She had come across many humans with ugly hearts but this unknown man is not only ugly, he is the master of cruelty. He is dirtier.

"How dare you! Who the hell do you think you are to say such things" Daniel got pissed..

Santos was in his rage. His hands itched to pull a trigger and get the bastard's brain spluttered everywhere.

Mila interupted. "Daniel please leave, we will speak later" she said, making Santos to curve out a small smile. She surely knows how to please her master!

For a moment, Daniel was ready to protest and hesitate. He was pissed maybe because she chose him over him. But Mila was quick to urge him by placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Daniel, I need to attend to a customer. We will talk later" she coaxed him to the door and finally led him out.

She shut the glass door and walked back to the counter.

They were alone. Finally. Just the way he wanted it.

She shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other.

"Do you want to buy a dress? Currently, the store is in short of male wears but we have dresses for female" she said, softly but all Santos wanted was to shove her to the wall, jerk her to her knees and pump his c**k into her, watching her choke and gag.

"Do you want dresses?" She repeated.

"What are they for?" He asked.

Her eyes widened at such questions. She wondered what type of monster she is with this time around. To her, humans with ugly hearts are monsters.

"You really.... Do not know what they are for?" She asked, incredulously.

"I ain't a female" he stated.

"Ohh but you can give it to a woman you care about as a gift. You can also use it to express feelings like care and l-love" she replied, convincing him to buy.

Santos c****d his head to the sides and wondered if it will be wierd to buy the dress and use it to express his lust for her.

"No, I don't want dress today" he decided. He took a step closer to her.

"I'm here to take what belongs to me..." He added.

"What's yours? I think you are in the wrong place, Sir" she replied politely.

"Your uncle, Lewis Luca owed me a huge amount of money" he stated, dangerously. A muscle thicken in his jaw as he studied Mila's expression.

"My uncle owe you...so??? What does that have to do with me?" She replied, trying to understand where the stranger is driving at.

"A lot has to do with you" he answered.

Mila tucked her hairs behind her ears.

"You don't want him dead right?" The stranger questioned. She folded her hands around her chest.

"I don't even know who you are talking about. If my uncle owe you, you go to meet him and not me" she raised her voice, getting pissed at the whole thing.

"It seems you want your uncle dead right...." Santos smirked, drawing a taut.

"Not like he cares about me. And who the hell do you think you are to threaten me" she switched from being calm to blowing hot and cold. She wondered where the sudden courage came from.

"Listen, little doll. Your uncle owe me five hundred thousand dollars and to pay off his debt, he has given you to me as a price to pay for his debt which means you are officially mine, I now own you, to do with whatever I like" Santos uttered, dangerously. He saw the fear in her eyes the moment he showed her dying pictures of her uncle in his own pool of blood.

She snatched the phone from him and have a proper look at him.

"Holy Christ!....." She gasped, tearfully.

"You're a monster! A beast!" She let out, painfully and threw the phone back to his chest.

"The only way to save your uncle is to be my slave...well of course, for thirty days" he said with ultmost cruelty.

Mila wiped her tears and grabbed her purse immediately.

"Never! I will never! You can't break him" she spat at his face, he caught her jaws and close the expanse between them.

While his eyes pinned on her with looks of victory that he has finally gotten her, her eyes was filled with pure and undiluted anger, the hatred in her black eyes were much. She tried to force her jaws out of his arm but he was stronger than her.

"Camila, I like you very much. I really like you. I can make a goddam list that starts with shoving my tongue into your sweet mouth and ending it with you on your back and my maleness deep inside your sweet lush body" he uttered. Those were the dirtiest words she has ever heard, they disgust her. She felt even more irritated.

"Now, listen Mister....."

"Don't f*****g say it. You call me master. You don't ever let any man touch you anywhere asides me! Do you understand?" He uttered.

Mila clamped her mouth shut at his sudden outburst. The stranger is a real monster! The scariest beast she has ever seen...

Mila finally forced out her jaws out of his grip but he wasn't done with her. She grabbed her purse tightly.

"Where is my uncle!!" She asked in heavy breath. Her uncle was the only relation of hers that she knew. He is the only one who has always shown up all through her stay in the convert.

"I thought you said you don't care" Santos smirked.

"Where is my uncle!" She repeated. In as much that she raised her voice, they still came out as music.

"Now you care!" He laughed, lightly.

"Good girl, you're mine. No one else" he declared.

"I'm not YOURS" she reversed it immediately and it brought out the rage in him. He felt a sudden urge to dominate her.

"You are whatever I say you are, Camila. You are goddam mine" he spoke through gritted teeth. His hands curled into fists.

"This is crazy! How did you know my name?" She asked, freakingly scared at his demeanor

"I know a lot about you, Mila" he replied.

"That's not the point. I have the contract papers with me here. You will be mine for 30days and I will let go of your uncle's debt...or else..."

"Or else what!" Mila questioned. Surprised at the sudden change of things in just an hour.

"I kill him finally" Santos whispered.

"You kill people?" Mila gasped in horror.

"Hell, yeah. It's what I do for a living" he replied.

Fear clouded her vision, she took few steps away from him, there was now an expanse between them. "Killing people is bad and your words are not proper" she uttered.

Santos bubbled out a chuckle. "I'm glad you know that killing people is bad, so save your uncle's life by signing the papers I put forward or his skull will splatter everywhere" that said, he turned to leave but stopped. "You have just 24hours to sign that or you will have to pay morgue fee for your uncle" that said, he caught her unaware and bite her neck in soft kisses, ignoring her gasp of surprise. It wasn't enough but that taste of hers will do for now.

He is still going to have her for 30days!