Auctioned By The Mafia's Lord: My Father's Enemy

Now An Hostage

(Maye's Pov)

I couldn't believe my ears when Lord Russiavo revealed how he had captured me through the old woman, someone I had trusted all along. Betrayal coursed through me like a raging storm. How could she have done this to me? I thought as anger simmered beneath the surface. I thought I was in safe hands. Meanwhile, I had been a hostage.

My voice trembled with indignation as I accused Lord Russiavo, "You used the old woman against me? How could you?!" My fists clenched at my sides, and my eyes blazed with fury.

Lord Russiavo raised an eyebrow, seemingly unfazed by my anger. "Maye," he began in a tone that sent shivers down my spine, "The old woman was merely a pawn in this grand game. She had no choice but to obey me. Don't blame her. Blame me, if you must, but not her, darling," he enunciated and I felt like hitting him hard on his nose with my fisted hands. How dare him call me darling?

His words only fueled my rage. It was like salt on an open wound, intensifying my frustration. "No choice? She could have resisted! She could have warned me!" I snapped at him and staggered backward when Lord Russiavo tried to reach out to me.

He made a stern look and muttered so lowly but I could see red stealing their way into his lenses. I could sense how vexed he was. "Now, you need to be calm and not question me, okay?"

"You abducted me from my father. I am innocent but because of your selfish interest and how you have refused to forgive my father, you wouldn't let me go! How much more sign do I have to give you before you understand that I don't want to be with you?!" I snarled in fury and I wished I hadn't said those words but I couldn't cheat nature.

Lord Russiavo's expression darkened my words. He stared wildly at me but before I knew it in an instant, he crossed the distance between us. His hand struck my cheek with a sharp c***k, sending a searing pain through my face. I stumbled backward, crashing into the wall. His grip was iron-strong as he pinned me against the cold wall.

"Listen to me carefully, Maye," he hissed, his face inches from mine. "You are in no position to challenge me. Do you think I also love to have someone like you with me? You're nothing but the daughter of a ruthless being. Do you think you and your father are the only decent person here and I am a monster? Yes, I abducted you and I hold your life in my hands and I don't plan on sparing this life of yours. I could take it just as easily as a snap of my fingers so don't tempt me. Do not cross my path again unless you wish to meet a gruesome end!" He flared up in a horrible manner and I almost fainted.

Fear mingled with my anger, and I nodded vigorously, my heart racing in my chest. He released me almost immediately from his grip, and I slid down the wall, my cheek throbbing as I fought back tears, refusing to show him any more weakness.

As I struggled to regain my composure, Lord Russiavo summoned Alex into the room and within some minutes, Alex was already gazing at him. Lord Russiavo turned to Alex and ordered, "Tie her to the bed. I've grown tired of this argument."

Anger and fear grew within me as the realization of what was about to occur came running into my thoughts. I hope it wasn't what I was thinking. Lord Russiavo wouldn't do such a thing to me. My palm began to get sweaty and I could feel my shaky legs unable to maintain my stance again.

I had heard enough horrifying rumors about Lord Russiavo. He was a serial killer, s*x maniac, drug lord, he was everything someone could call ruin so I could tell he was about to defy me.

With a sinking feeling, I realized the depth of my helplessness. My struggle was futile since I didn't want what occurred some minutes ago to repeat itself and I couldn't escape this nightmare on my own. As Alex bound me to the bedposts, I couldn't help but wonder how I had fallen into this abyss of darkness, surrounded by those who seemed to have no mercy. "Father, help!" I screamed inside of me.

Alex finished tying me up and bowed his head as he took his leave while Lord Russiavo strutted towards the bed. "I asked you to strip the other time, you disrespected me and stung a blade into me so I have no option than to tie you down this way. My apologies," he stated and added, "I'll strip you myself."

"No!" I cried out, my voice trembling. "You can't do this! You won't get away with it!"

Lord Russiavo chuckled darkly. "Oh, Maye, you're even more spirited than I anticipated. But I always get what I want." And with that statement being made, Lord Russiavo tore out the transparent dress I was still putting on while I panicked as he did.

His gaze remained fixed on me, a twisted smile playing on his lips as he prepared to fulfill his wicked desires. At that moment, I vowed to myself that I would find a way to escape this nightmare, no matter the cost.

Suddenly, there was a heavy bang and it sounded like a gun had been fired. Lord Russiavo groaned, knowing something must've happened outside. Just when he wanted to retreat from me, a hard knock came on the door.

"What is it?!" he snarled and turned towards the door.

"There's an attack at the auction house!" Without any hesitation, I watched him storm out of the room. I broke down in tears.

|The Next Day|

I awoke with a start, the soft touch of the mansion's maid gently shaking me from my slumber. The early morning light radiated through the heavy curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. I felt so pale to wake up in the mysterious mansion of Lord Russiavo. Yawning, I acknowledged the maid and nodded, signaling that I understood her request.

I couldn't help but wonder about my peculiar situation here. I had been brought to this mansion under mysterious circumstances. What was the purpose of my presence in this grand? Was it for Lord Russiavo to keep using me as a s*x toy?

After a quick bath, I made the grand staircase to the dining room, where Lord Russiavo was already seated at the head of the table. His presence was imposing, his dark eyes hiding a thousand secrets. As I approached, I noticed the table was adorned with extravagant dishes and crystal glasses.

I hesitated but took a seat opposite him. It wasn't lost on me that this was a grand gesture, considering his reputation and the stories I'd heard about the mansion. Lord Russiavo was known for his excessive indulgence in the company of prostitutes, and I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Why was he being nice to me when he wouldn't even smile at others?

My thoughts were filled with so many questions that I didn't know when he called out to me until he hit the table for me to acknowledge his presence. "I'm talking to you, Maye!" He growled and I quickly maintained a good posture.

"I'm sorry," I pleaded, my head still lowered to the table.

"I got a message from your father."