Shadow's Of Redemption

Play Thing

Chapter 4

Three months had gone by, and I was still trapped in this mansion, that had become my new prison. I find myself in a different world. The opulence that surrounds me is both captivating and overwhelming. My days were no longer filled with the hustle and bustle of the restaurant where I worked in the past. Instead I am held captive in this gilded fortress. My every move being watched by his men.

“I'll be travelling for a business meeting to Mexico. I'll be gone for a few days, don't miss me much.” he said through gritted teeth, as he buckled his pants. He was done r****g me again. This was my new life, he never touched me like a normal man would, he always grabbed me by force, molesting me at every chance he got.

I had no one to cry to, no one to help me. the maids as well as his men all turned a blind eye to my plight. Like I was invisible to all of them.

“Why do you derive pleasure I'm breaking my spirit, why do you enjoy molesting me?” I asked, my voice drained of energy. As I grabbed the bed cover, over my naked body.

“ Because you're my play thing, remember I own you. I can do with you how ever it pleases me.” he said as he walked out of the room. I could hear his steps fading away.

I thought about my dad and what he told me before he was taken away . “ I see your mother’s strength in you. No matter the turmoil on the road. Never stop fighting and always stay strong.”

I whimpered in pain. My body ached bad as I felt sore all through my inner thighs.

This was my reality, I have to stay strong. I muttered to myself.

Daine was the only person I was drawn to, she was always there to teach me everything I needed to know about my new family. But she never told me any secrets or dealing of the Castillago’s cartel. It was a high-leveled secret.

“You don't look too well, Amelia,” Daine questioned, her eyes coursing through my face in search of an answer. As she grabbed my hands.

“It's nothing, am fine.” I lied. It was obvious, my eyes were puffed and bloodshot, my wrist and arm were bruised out. My skin was pale white, I had lost my vitality.

“Don't worry my dear, Don Pedro will adjust with time. You just have to be more patient with him,”

My eyes widened in shock as my jaw drooped. Was she taken sides with the beast? It was rather obvious who's side she was on.

“Don’t get me wrong,”she said as she held my palm in hers. “ I feel your pain and I believe soon, all of this will be over.”

I could see the concern in her eyes, but I wasn't sure if she was pretending or her intentions were pure.

“Thank you so much,” I said with a small smile. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

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**Pedro**

I left her by the bed all bruised up. There was something about her innocence that made my d**k twitch. I wanted to break her will,her resilience and rebellious spirit. But the more I looked into her forest green eyes, I felt like she was drawing me in.

I strode into the dimly lit garage and the air greets me with the unmistakable scent of burning tobacco, mingled with something even more potent, the aura of power.

With a flick, I retrieved a cigarette from my gold case, it’s tip, igniting with a fiery glow. The Lamboghini's engined growls to life as I stepped on the accelerator, and sped off into the streets making my way to the Airport.

I soon arrived at our business rendezvous point. I walked in, The men at the entrance all bowed their heads, no one dares look me in the eyes.

My brown hair tripped over my face as I majestically walked to the underground bunker. The walls were sound proof to prevent the shouts from coming out. A hefty bodied man was swinging from his legs, he was tied upside down. His face was badly battered. He pleaded for mercy but I was not one known for forgiveness.

“Alonso, who's this?” I asked as silence fell over the entire room.

“Boss, this pig has been selling our products to the Italians and now the CIA are on our ass.” Alonso replied me as he pulled out his gun, waiting for my next instruction.

“Please boss I can explain,” the man tried to explain, I grabbed the gun from Alonso and put two bullets in his skull. The men in the room were shocked at how swiftly I killed the traitor.

“Let this serve as a warning to any one who tries to double-cross me.” I said, looking every one of them in the eyes but they all avoided my gaze except for Alonso. Who was my main man in Mexico.

I returned to Los Angeles and headed straight to the mansion. I was highly furious at how many kilo’s of cocains I had lost because of that pig. I locked myself in the study as I thought of my next move, and how to divert the CIA tracks from our operations. I finished a whole bottle of premium scotted whisky. I felt a sharp pain course through my brain. I was overly stressed and needed a break.

“Master, you look worried.Ever since you came back from your business trip. Is there anything I can do to please you, to ease off your stress?” Diane said as she walked into the study closing the door behind her.

“Am fine,” I retorted but I was already drunk. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her voluptuous chest. I could feel her n*****s harden as I caressed her. I turned her against the table as I pulled her panties.

“Ahhh yes master. You can have me. Am all yours,” she said in a low yet seductive voice. I kissed her passionately as she grabbed unto my d**k.

“f**k me master. Please master,,,, f**k me.”

Her plea only turned me on the more as I thrust my d**k into her wet coochie. She let out a scream. I could see the erotic desire in her eyes as I increased my pace.

“Faster,, faster.” she pleaded in a soft tone.

I groaned as I filled her up, we both climaxed and just as she was about to orgasm, the door was pushed open.