𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔.
The Rosalyn family was the most successful and powerful mafia in the whole nation, and their influence only grew stronger when Eden Rosalyn, the pure blood of the family, took the reins as its leader.
He was a man who possessed power and influence in even the darkest corners of the earth, capable of striking terror in the hearts of many. However, the ultimate blow to his pride came when he was rejected by a woman.
Despite the momentary setback, one thing was certain— he would not take this rejection lightly. He would return, and he would claim what he believed to be rightfully his.
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It was late at night, and Sheena was walking home from her shift. She clutched her handbag tightly, mumbling to herself to try to keep from panicking as she felt like someone was following her in the deserted alleyway.
The footsteps behind her grew louder and closer, until suddenly, a hand grabbed her from behind. Before she could react, a cloth was placed over her mouth, muffling her cries for help. She struggled and fought with all her strength, but the effects of the cloth soon took hold, and she began to feel drowsy and limp. No one was around to hear her desperate cries for help, and eventually, She lost consciousness.
When Sheena regained consciousness, the first thing she noticed was that she was in a dimly lit room with her hands tied to the back of a chair. As she tried to get her bearings, a wave of nausea washed over her, and she couldn't hold back as she vomited.
She wondered how long she had been unconscious for. It must have been a considerable amount of time, as she could feel her feet and hands trembling and cold, most likely due to the effects of the drug she had been given. The room was cold and damp, and the only source of light was a single bulb hanging from the ceiling. Sheena's heart raced as she tried to piece together what had happened to her. She had been followed, drugged and abducted, but for what purpose? She had no idea where she was, nor who had taken her.
But she knew that she had to try to escape, so she struggled and wriggled her wrists in a desperate attempt to loosen the tape that bound them together. The pain was intense, but the effort was ultimately futile. She finally stopped and looked around the room for anything else that could help her.
Then, a sound interrupted her thoughts, the creak of the door opening.
"Looks like our sleeping beauty's woken up," the man said, his voice low but dripping with a sinister tone.
He approached her from behind, his gate slow and deliberate, like a predator toying with its prey. As he leaned towards her face from behind, he spoke again, his voice soft but filled with a predatory edge.
"What a beautiful thing," he said, his fingertips tracing lightly over her hair. "Those dark locks are begging to be pulled, as I make you moan for me."
"Oh, I'm sure they're ready to be pulled, daddy." Sheena spoke up in a low, raspy voice, not showing weakness even in this vulnerable situation. She knew that men like this were nothing more than a pack of dogs, and she had some tricks of her own.
The man was initially surprised by her response, but his gaze darkened as his desire overwhelmed his rationality. He leaned in closer, his tongue tracing a slow path from her nape to her jaw, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake.
She forced herself to shiver from the contact, but she knew it was necessary. With her head tilted away, she murmured, "Ah, ah, ah." Then, she looked up at him through half-lidded eyes and said, "I want to touch that gorgeous body of yours with my hands. To feel you as you feel me."
She licked her lips sensually, running her gaze over his body, feigning a look of desire.
"Oh, darling," he said, his voice low and hoarse. "You do wonderful things to my 'baby down there', already."
she noticed a brief glimpse of hesitation in his eyes. However, that hesitation vanished instantly when she moaned "daddy." Men are so weak willed.
He quickly cut her tape and wasted no time in pinning her against the wall, his lips crashing roughly against hers in a deep kiss.
She begged silently to herself, 'Please don't vomit. Please don't vomit. Please don't vomit.' The man's lips and hands roaming over her body were so revolting.
She forced herself to focus on her task. She slid her hands under his pants and squeezed his testicles with all her strength. Her nails dug into the flesh, causing him excruciating pain. All her disgust and anger was channeled into her actions.
The man let out a pained cry, falling to his knees and grasping his bruised genitals. He to whimpered and sobbed in agony, but soon, he began to vomit.
Sheena looked at him in disgust and spat on him before quickly making her escape. However, fate had different plans for her. Despite her best efforts, luck wasn't on her side.
As she ran, a man's voice called out behind her, but she kept running, desperate to escape the men who were chasing her. She felt like she was lost in a maze of buildings, unfamiliar with her surroundings. When she finally reached a city street surrounded by tall buildings, she found it familiar but she didn't have time to waste thinking about it. She quickly darted into an alleyway, hoping to find a safe hiding spot. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and a moment later, she was lying on the ground, her blood pooling around her.
The man's voice rang out in panic. "Dammit. You shot her?! Are you insane?!"
Another voice replied, "Just leave her here. Let's go."
With that, she lost consciousness as darkness took over her.
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She slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurry from the grogginess. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she realized she was lying on a plush couch in a luxurious hall. She attempted to sit up, but pain shot through her body, causing her to fall back with a pained groan.
"Who are you?" The man sitting on the sofa across the room spoke up in a cold tone.
She looked at the source of the voice and was shocked to see the person she only saw on social media and news infront of her. The owner of Emerald corp, the most famous and expensive business company. She observed him that he was not the cheerful and charming CEO portrayed in the news and articles. Instead, he exuded a cold and mysterious aura.
He sat with a straight and stiff back on the expensive sofa. He was suspicious and clearly didn't trust her. The air was thick until he spoke again. "I asked you a question. Who are you?"
"S-Sheena." She blurted out nervously.
"Sheena." He repeated her name as if testing. He was silent for some minutes before he spoke again. His eyes were locked into hers and hands clasped together as he asked. "And where is your home, Sheena?"
Under his intense gaze, she found herself speaking without thinking. "Uh, Frascati. Rome."
Jade raised a brow, he almost had a look that he didn't believe her as he observed her attire.
"Then why are you in China?"
Her heart dropped at the news. 'China? How did I end up here? Could it be that... Kidnapping?' She was conflicted. "China?!"
"How come you didn't know you were in China?" He asked auspiciously.
"I....." She looked down clutching the sheet and bit her lip in anticipation. Should she tell him? But before she knew the words came out on their own. "I was kidnapped...."
"Kidnapped?" He narrowed his eyes. "Then who did it and why? Who send them? Who was their master, Hm? Do you have any idea?"
"I don't know! I don't!" She almost yelled because of the pressure of questions he was bombarding on her.
He didn't feel a bit remorseful by her expression and instead he frowned further. 'Women like her try to gain our sympathy then take advantage of it' he thought.
"What do you mean you don't know? You think I'm a fool?"
"...."
"Answer me if you don't want to deal with the consequences later."
"I ...I think its him...that man...." She spoke in a low voice which was filled with dread and uncertainty.
"Who?"
"Eden... Rosalyn."
His eyes went wide for a moment before they replaced with calmness again "Did you just say EDEN ROSALYN!? He looked at her up and down in disbelief. "and you are still alive?...Why.?."
"I..I rejected his proposal ..he wanted me to come with him..I didn't want to." She spoke desperately.
"You rejected the mafia boss? The most dangerous mafia boss? The one who could kill anyone with his words alone? You rejected him?" He pinched the bridge of his nose trying to absorb the information. He shook his head before getting up and walking towards her his steps calculated and getting to her level. "You have no idea what hell you brought upon yourself. The things he's capable of doing are more than anyone can imagine. What did you think? That he would just leave you alone? No. He never let go. He's a beast, a mad man. And you just became his prey."
"I know!" She cried.
"No crying. Wipe those tears." He produced a napkin from his pocket and gave it to her which she took and wiped her tears and her snort.
After some time she spoke again.
"You can just... give me to him...I don't want to be a burden on anyone...." She said with a heavy heart.
He grabbed her chin with his thumb and index finger, forcing her to look into his eyes. "That's what you want me to do? Kick you out and sent you in that mad man's mercy? He'll rip you to pieces."
"I don't want to cause any trouble to anyone...and you have a high reputation too...he will ruin it."
He spoke this time calmly "I'm just a businessman, I can handle a few threat from some mad man. And what danger will I be in?" He laughed dryly. "I deal with guns everyday."
He then grabbed her hand and gently lifted it, inspecting the injury "And you are hurt."
She flinched at the pain. He let go of her arm and spoke gently this time.
"Don't worry. I won't let anyone touch you.".