Claimed by the Mafia King

The car came to a halt after about five minutes. I was dragged out of the car by one of White Lions men probably Jide and taken up a flight of stairs. When we got to the last floor we walked a bit more, then he pushed a door open and threw me onto a bed. My heart was beating so loud, I was almost deafened by the sound.

The same guy pulled me up and tied me to the bed. The blindfold was not removed neither was the tape removed from my lips. The only thing that changed was that I was tied to a bed now.

My heart was beating so fast I almost passed out. I started to regret the fact that I never had sex. I should have given myself to someone, anyone, someone that wasn’t a criminal even if it was just out of admiration.

The thought of any of this awful men taking my virginity made my heart sink in pain. I would not forgive myself if any of them succeeds in taking advantage of me.

“God please help me.” I prayed, and cried. I don’t remember how long I prayed, how long I cried but after a while of what seemed like a decade the room finally opened and someone walked in.

Whoever it was had precise footsteps. I remembered White Lion, I had never ever met a man as handsome as he was. His long white hair gave him the look of something close to an Angel. It had been neatly packed giving his cheekbones more angle. I didn’t want anything to do with him. I wanted to go home.

The footsteps started getting closer, and with each step my heart beat increased. I could hear my heart pound like the drums In church on Sunday.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

When the steps stopped by the side of the bed the person touched me and I fliched, sobbing softly. I couldn’t scream even if that was the only thing I wanted to do. I immediately knew that it was white lion. His scent gave him away. He sat down by the side of the bed, so close to me. I felt this, I felt all his moves, none of his actions were lost to me.

My eyes that were tied closed heightened my senses. It scared me even more how much I was feeling at that point. Everything felt heightened and when he touched me with his hands so warm, I could not have brought myself to move away. The part of my skin he touched felt like it had been set on fire. I relaxed a bit against my better judgment.

“I’ll take of the blindfold.” He said, softly. I swallowed. I wanted to beg him to let me go instead. He carefully took the blindfold out. My eyes met his and he smiled. “You have beautiful eyes.” He complemented smiling softly.

He lifted my chin up like he had done the first time he saw me. He was so different from this morning. I thought he wanted kiss me, I saw it in his eyes that he wanted to and it scared the shit out of me. Although I won’t lie that a cynical part of me was excited about the prospect. It would be my first kiss after all. Even though I didn’t want it to be him the thought of actually kissing someone for the first time made my insides flutter.

But he didn’t kiss me. He held my chin in position so our eyes remained fixed. Now that he was closer I couldn’t stop gazing into his eyes. His eyes were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. I assumed that it was because of his albinism. They were something close to heavenly, sadly he was a beast, the very devil_ and there was nothing heavenly about him except his purple eyes which had a tint of gold in it.

His hand moved to my lips and he carresed the tape that covered it. His thumb moved sensously on the tape, sending a wave of pleasure across my spine. I was struggling to breathe through the incredible sensation he was causing to flow through my veins.

Finally his hands stopped at the tip of the tape. “I’ll get this out. Don’t shout or I’ll put it back.”

I nodded in understanding. He tore the tape away from my mouth and I winced. At first his hands stayed close to my mouth, he was probably expecting me to scream but I wasn’t stupid. I knew better.

When I didn’t say even a word he put his hands down, but he watched me intently, suspicious of my every movement.

I took in deep breaths. Inhaling. Exhaling. My gaze locked with his and the world stopped for me.