BOUND TO MY MAFIA KING

et. A privat

n the plush white couch that took up

erved to me. Or maybe it was anticipation. We hadn't had sex last night, and my request had go

out my childhood and my kidnapping. When someone first

He must've known, but he never forced the truth out of me. Which was good for me because every fa

t information against me, and there were only so many lies he could take from me before he became angry. And angry men always meant some form o

ws of plane seats were placed near the front, an orange door was the only demarcation betwe

another sip from the glass and crossing his legs, his navy blue suit framed

into my lower lip. That

from between my teeth. "You'll hurt yourself." He s

n no doubt as to why he'd bought me, bu

e triple layered cakes on all my birthdays, while we all pretended it was going to be a surprise. The ache

ing thoughts. Killian still had a ghost o

to be close to." He sighed, expression not happy but

erous play, asking questio

er." His eyes roamed me, like he was staring at some s

me in, bowing slightly to Killian. "We're about to land, please return to the seats

me off the couch as he stood "Let's go. I'm gu

ain, the beautiful interior catches my eye, from the diamond shaped lights

aside to let me enter first. Six cushioned seats are arra

of the jet, hesitating. He's still trying to learn abo

ion of the people who owned me before him.

udged me gently into one of the front seats,

ember that it's safe. So don't scream again."

n the jet hit turbulence in the air still fol

a breath, patting my head gently befor

. My jaw ached from how hard my teeth grounded together. The whole process we

part of me was convince

the forth wall was completely pulled up leaving a

g orders to the men standing around to carry the luggage into the c

well?" She said, her black hair was pulled in

turned to me, gesturing at the woman

wide and smiling slightl

my head snapped up to stare. Ha

me only for Killian to y

y. Mr Morozcov, some of the partners requested a physical meetin

agging me with him, his grip on my w

ere close to non-existent, but this definitely wasn't the car we drove last night. Once again the question

before sitting next to me. Ruth was already in the drive

. Curiosity wasn't a privilege for me, but ever

for my whole life. There had to be something about me that was u

ing to my throat with each bump

Killian leaned in t

f gift for a friend? The possibilities were endless, and him ref

me right now." That sounded like a command. Diso

words found their way out regardless. And while the regret i

d you b