Seducing The Phantomhive Twins

BEGINNING OF A NIGHTMARE. “Don't ever come outside, Mira. No matter what, stay inside!” the words of her mother were rushed and breathless. All she could do was gaze confusedly at her mother until she was shoved roughly into the room. “Mom…?” the door getting slammed short made her swell back her words. Fearful and highly confused, she lowered herself to the floor, curling her legs into a ball and hugged her knee. Her heart pounded raucously, causing it to sweat with fear. Though she couldn't see her parents, she could hear the sounds of approaching footsteps. “Where's the goddamn money, Frye?” Mirabelle scurried to her feet and glued her body on the door in an attempt to get a better hearing of the conversation. Mirabelle had never heard such a voice before; she could tell it belongs to a female, but certainly, it wasn't her mother. “We'll pay Madam Red. Just give us some time. Please!” Mirabelle gasped once the voice of her father was heard. For all she could tell, he sounded afraid. “Pay? As penniless as you are now? What are you going to do to get me my money? Sell your balls?” Madam Red, Mirabelle, had assumed thwarted a dishonest laughter. “Please, give us some time” that voice belonged to Mirabelle's mother. “Time is something you can't afford. Boys, do what you do best!” Madam Red bellowed. As curious as Mirabelle was, she couldn't move an inch from where she stood. For some reason, her feet were stuck. But Mirabelle found herself moving the instant gun shots were heard. “Mum! Dad…!” Mirabelle had shouted fearfully while bolting out of the room. She came face to face with the so-called Madam Red and her parent's lifeless body on the floor. The 21 years old woman, clothed in a red maxi dress, red coral necklace with her lips clothed in a thick red lipstick gazed at the pretty damsel in front of her. At first, she was confused; the couple she had lent money to never told her they had a daughter. A pretty, stunning one at that. Madame Red was mesmerized by the charming 18 years old in front of her; she had silky brown hair, just like the deceased man. Her hazel brown eyes complimented her slightly reddish lips. Though, she appeared lanky underneath the oversized hoodie she wore, her long blemish-free legs were captivating. Whilst Madam Red feasted her eyes on Mirabelle, Mirabelle was haunted by her parents lying lifeless on the floor. She couldn't scream since her voice has vanished. Her palms, forehead, and even chest were covered with sweat as she trembled in fright. Two guards who accompanied Madam Red were now perplexed on how to handle the lady. One gazed over at Madam Red before speaking. “Should we take her with us?” he asked huskily. “Yes. That's a great idea. If we let her go, she'll tell the cops. You start harvesting their organs while you take her to the SUV” Madam Red ordered, turning to the exit. Mirabelle's jaw dropped in disbelief—her parent's organs are going to get harvested…? Still in a daze, she was unaware when one held her firmly by the arm. “No…hey! Don't touch me! Hey! Hey…!” Mirabelle struggled, trying to break free from his hold. Wordlessly, he dragged her towards the exit, not minding the cries. “Let me go. Please let me go! Hey! Mom! Dad! Dad!!! Mom!!!!” she screamed frantically on her way out. Eventually, she was heaped up in the arms of the guard. He went straight for a posh car that's parked outside the apartment. A chauffeur seemed to have been awaiting their presence. Once the guard arrived, he opened the door, and he slid in. Mirabelle consumed by emotions went savage, and bit the guard severally. “b***h, what the f**k!” he spat angrily as he lifted his hand to smack her. He landed a hard hit at the side of her neck, knocking her out. Pain surged through her body like a shockwave before she blacked out. The guard spared her a look and then looked at the spot she bit, he grimaced. “How can a pretty lady be acting so rouge? f**k!” he scoffed. The chauffeur merely smiled, since he had watched the entire scene from the rare mirror. He continued the drive to the penthouse while humming a low tone. Soon, the large iron gates of a magnificent penthouse were opened. Alighting from the car with an unconscious Mirabelle slugged on his shoulder, he met Madam Red coming out of the penthouse. Now, she's clothed in a red lingerie with a stick of cigarette stuck between her lips. Laying her eyes on Mirabelle, she smiled mischievously. _______________ The lights of the room are dimmed, making it a bit hard to see, but it's manageable. A total of four people are currently in the room, while one's unconscious. Seated in an armchair comfortably, she crossed her slender leg over another while puffing out smoke from her nostrils. Her reddish eyes were fixed on the unconscious figure who's laying on the cold floor with her lengthy hair scattered over her face. Her two guards like always are stationed beside her, each awaiting her orders. “s**t. I've never seen a girl so pretty, have you, Giovanni?” Madam Red questioned, c*****g her head a little. Giovanni, who had been the guard with Mirabelle barely, managed to roll his eyes. “She's the prettiest, Madam Red” he responded flatly. “Yet, you struck her. How mean” she cackled softly. “Oh Law. About those two, you've dumped them, right?” “Yes Madam. In the sea just like you ordered” His voice was a bit more lively than Giovanni. Madame Red attempted to ask another question when a soft groan was heard. Slowly, she flickered her heavy eyelids numerous times. A sound headache penetrated her head, almost making Mirabelle to wince out in pain. Mirabelle sat on the cold floor and clasped her legs together. “Y…. You!” she stuttered fearfully once her eyes settled on Madam Red. Mirabelle gaped at the three figures hatefully and fearfully—she can't believe they abducted her once they had killed her parents. And to think, they tore off their organs; it's both sickening and spiteful. “Are you even a human! You're cruel.” Mirabelle yelled at Madam Red, fat balls of tears rolling down her cheeks before she knew it. Madame Red wasn't fazed by her words; it's only natural. “Getting your parents killed right in front of you must be heartbreaking, wasn't it?” Madam Red asked, her voice clothed in fake sincerity. “Well, I do feel sorry for you. But they had it coming. Like come on, they borrowed money from a mafia and couldn't pay back. Ain't that a reason to kill them?” she grinned evilly, and Mirabelle scoffed in anger. “Why would they do something as dumb as that?” Mirabelle muttered silently while balling her knuckles to the extent they began to hurt. “I was also shocked when they came Firefly. Then again, Mira explained; you're a sickle cell, right?” Mirabelle looked at her sharply when she heard that statement. Her eyes dilated in shock and disbelief—how did she know that. Madam Red took her silence as a yes. “ Since you needed money for an operation. I felt pity for them and gave them what they sought. Then again, we made an agreement; if they failed to pay, I could have their hearts. Say Firefly, y'know how expensive these things are. That said, …” she got up from her seat. She made her way towards Mirabelle, who shifted backwards in an attempt to get away from her. Mirabelle had nowhere to go once her back had met with the wall. Red halted, crouched down to her level before cupping Mirabelle's chubby cheeks. Ogling at her with shaky eyes, Mirabelle found out how beautiful she truly is. “You're so… beautiful” Madam Red hushed, stroking her face gently. However, Mirabelle was uncomfortable with her touches—there's so much lust in Madam Red's eyes right now. “What are you doing?” Mirabelle grunted displeasurablely as Red pecked her cheeks lustfully. Her hands found her way to Mirabelle's chest, tenderly cupping her breasts. Giovanni huffed, tearing his eyes away from the scene. “Stop it… please” Mirabelle pleaded, her cheeks f*****g red with her heart pounding. Red stopped, stared at her in the eyes shortly before standing up. Red passed her slimy tongue around her lips, savoring the flavor of Mirabelle's skin. “Firefly, you see I own a brothel” Mirabelle batted her eyelashes severally at her—did she hear well or what? The look on Madam Red's face is f*****g serious. “And I'm short on workers” She turned, walking back to her seat. “Please don't. Please don't I…” “Since your parents didn't pay the money, completely, you'll have to pay me back” she laughed, slumping on the seat comfortably. Madam Red noticed the fear in her eyes, and that prolonged her laughter. “Don't worry Firefly, you won't be going there since you're a virgin” she smirked deceptively. Mirabelle felt relieved as she sighed happily—she won't get turned to a w***e. “So, you're losing your chastity now” Red spoke darkly. Mirabelle gasped in afraid, tears already streaming down her cheeks. Madam Red laughed hysterically—did she really think she won't work? “My you're quite foolish Firefly. Say Law why don't you do it?” “Me? Why, that's an honor” Law grinned gleefully. He has his eyes on Mirabelle right from the start; her charms are too overwhelming. Law stepped forward as he made his way to Mirabelle, who's trembling. “Madam Red, Can I do it?” Giovanni spoke from behind, stunning everyone in the room. Madam Red glanced at him shockingly as she raised an eyebrow. “Are you f*****g serious!” Law scowled visibly angry and displeased. Madam Red, however, shrugged nonchalantly. “Why not? You deserve a treat. You can have her” “Your generosity knows no bounds” he gave a light bow before he went for Mirabelle. Law tightened his knuckles furiously, watching Giovanni walk past him. “f*****g son of a bastard” Law gritted his teeth stepping backwards. “Please… don't do this” Mirabelle sobbed shakily, her eyes producing uncontrollable tears once he had stopped walking in front of her. Wordlessly, he grabbed her arm, pulling her to himself. Her struggles were fruitless against his hold. Giovanni pinned her on the floor, his eyes roamed shortly over her face—it's a work of art. With his right hand, he trapped both of her hands, and his other hand went straight for her top. “Please. I'm begging you!” she screamed as he tore apart her hoodie. Giovanni ogled at her bare cleavages for a while. She's not wearing anything, and her perky n*****s were literally begging for a suck. “Oh?” Madam Red curved her lips in surprise while she watched Giovanni suck Mirabelle; she never expected him to caress her. He hates interactions with the other gender, perhaps that's the reason she likes him. Despite how she opposes it, he's doing a fantastic job. Giovanni didn't intend to pleasure her, then again, it can't be helped. Subsequently, he parted her legs opened despite the struggles. Her hormones had gotten the best of her, she's a bit weakened by his touch too. “That should be me” Law scoffed once Giovanni brought out his manhood. He watched painfully as he pushed his manhood into Mirabelle. Mirabelle had let out a raucous scream, after he thrust unexpectedly into her. He remained still for a while. Actually, he was disgusted by the sight of blood.