BOUND TO MY MAFIA KING

the Madam sent me into a room with whichever sadistic bastard paid the highest price. The bruises from the men who had their way with me thes

sn't a thing in Vegas. And sex trade was almo

ely roamed my nearly naked body, the flimsy bra and panties barely

ner of this brothel and my current monster. A man stood next to her, frowning slightly. Already

my knees nearly buckled from anticipation. Madam's corset dre

ing the groaning men begging me not to sto

tenfold. His crisp black suit looked like it cost more than every di

meet his gaze. "This is Mr Morozcov. He paid a hefty sum to h

't said a word, and that dug a pit deep in my gut. Men who didn't te

ge men and unfairly attractive men. Looks don't matter in my world, but the though

to reality. "I'll be good." The words came out so

r new owner." Her words were like a b

this business, and it's happened to me a few times already, but the shock was still there

he might want from me, his expectations and deman

causing me to flinch back. His voice had an accent

oat, my head pounding from

ne. You k

g even more. No one had ever dared speak to Madam like that, yet her

ve. That was something men tended to like, girls who obeyed

at is all I will take my leave." Her fingers detached from my chin, and with a final pat

ted me. "Oh, and if she gives you any trouble, just place a

ir way around my body, trying to cover myself and create some sort of illusion of warmth as safety. It was fake, saf

hrugged off his suit jacket, wrapping it around my should

call him, 'Sir' seemed to be the safest

sting a shadow over the large building that was no longer my home. It was still dark

ep up with Mr Morozcov. He stopped walking i

t was a man of his status d

assenger seat for me

ck leather seat. The interior of the car had an all blac

ly, fingers trembling. The glitter covering my bruises had began to fall off, an

away. If he wanted me to speak, he would have said so. The awkw

" His voice was shar

ying games. It usually ended with me bleeding on a ston

, more like disbelievin

of it still eluded me. It's not like my name mattered, most of m

my efforts, hiding the flinch at

dy was visible shaking now,

never leaving the road. "You're s

d to be some kind of game, and there was

re ok?" He finally look

s curled forward, shrinki

in my throat wouldn't allow me to give him an answer. "I'll have a docto

checkups occasionally, but my last one was over

at, clicking his tongue after. "I mean

after all sex was probably what he bought me for. Its what all of them bo

car into a fancy looking parking lot that belonged to

ng from someone else. He pushed

t he might want me to. The decision was made

to me. "Let's go. I'll have

arge building, the white walls seemed to be impossibly tall, the smell was something swe

leading me to a blonde woman sitting behind a golden counter t

chase to keep up with him, buttoning

He whispered to me right before we reached the woman. "Ki

name left his lips she suddenly became the sweetest ass kisser in history. "Mr Morozcov, you're here. Yes I

s this lady bothering you sir? I don't know how she got in. Let me call security." She said, reaching for the tel

urself to blame for what I do." Her fingers froze halfwa

al direction of the elevator. "You can go up to your suite now, I'll make sure your

dent how much attention people would give to a girl weari

on blurring once again with the tears

mpletely fagile. The elevator doors pulled apart, revealing a wide hallway painted a warm shade of blue

ecause once he pulled thay door open he would expect things from me. This wasn't some guy in madam's brothel. He ow

on the right side and tapped the ca

startling me. Killian glanced ba

d his hand on the knob. My lip dropped

ned th