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Owned By The Mafia King

Chapter 3 The auction

Word Count: 1226    |    Released on: 26/05/2025

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from a modest background, where every dollar earned was a small v

s until tragedy struck and stole them

and left with no option, I got $10,000 from the loan sharks

en the surgery was unsucces

broken an

ever be filled, a darkness that lin

d done their best to protect me from its cruelties. I knew they tried. I knew they loved me.

n. They kept me close, rarely allowing me beyond the safety of our small ho

minder of what a normal life could be. I clung to the hope that once all o

ts' love, but I couldn't help the sense

arassed for the money we owed. We had to change our

it was to a di

of dampness and decay. My head throbbed, and I reali

k like a whip. I was in an auction joint, a

mockery of modesty, and I was surr

s, their eyes cold, appraising. I felt their gazes rake across me, dissecting m

in your hands. I will kill everyone you've ever met if you fuc

ed of fish, making him even m

with every word. I thought of my poor grandparents, who w

I'll kill you." The sick man threatened as

lion dollars," the h

on," one v

ion," anoth

osure. With every rise in the s

tears of fear, disbelief, an

the weight of so many eyes. I was

ity to b

parents ever again? Would

agine all the horrible th

ike I'll be owing much more and w

men's world

red, his voice brushing against t

lose I could smell h

I locked eyes with a man w

eam of his steel-grey eyes caught the l

black hair should've belonged to a man in a magazine, but there was nothing

eak again, b

ou. No. It was the kind of

ants to bite her master," he said,

Anyone?" The b

g twice! If there

on me, then, with agonizing ca

y mil

l into stunn

lion doll

where they woul

ot twist. The laugh

ne of

as silent as

trembling lower lip, blinking rapidly as t

t

affection. Everything about him screamed control, danger, and sh

entourage trailing behind like ob

kstage. Her expression was soft but filled w

more to herself than to me. "He rarely chooses anyone.

h twisted

to say. My voice sounded hollow. I wasn't

, her eyes scanning mine, "it's nothing compared to what

heart thudding harder.

ort, almost s

s

m. He was tall and broad, his expression carved from stone.

e said, his v

?" I asked, my voice bar

on't get to ask questions. Just obey. I

shut

im into the unknown, eve

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