She thrashed, kicked, yelled, cursed but no one listened to her as she was dragged away, thankfully she was dragged out of the devil's dungeon into one of the rooms in the house. Susan was scared, the rumors about her boss were all true. Although there was a speculation that it might be true but now she knows it's true, her boss was dangerous.
The men dressed like the 'Men in Black' who dragged her away completely ignored her, their faces were cold and their expressions indifferent, they were not a bit fazed by what was happening, they had their orders and that was restricting the resisting prey. One of her hand was handcuffed to the arm of a chair. No matter how much she jerked her hand, she couldn't escape, it only hurt her wrist.
All she could think about was how she was supposed to escape. She looked around the room for something. in movies there was always a way for the heroin to escape, either by picking the cuff with her hair pins or breaking her thumb either of which she couldn't and was terrified to do.
She dismissed the thought in her head. she wasn't in a movie, she was in the real world. The real world was cold, cruel and dangerous. There wasn't a way for her to escape. She was no main character, she's just a girl about to get killed by the villian which was her boss.
"Fuck". She cursed realizing how fucked she was.
The thought of not seeing her family and friends made it all the more scary. Who would provide for her family?, her dad needed his medications, her brother needed sponsorship. The last time he took a job to buy his current used rusty car, and he got injured in the most ridiculous ways possible. A smile almost made a way to her lips at the thought of her brother's stupidity. She remembered being scared but when she got to the hospital and heard the story of how he got injured she couldn't stop laughing. They all laughed even though her heart ached at the sight of her brother's injury.
This time hot tears pooled in her eyes.
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Marcelo growled loudly before breaking everything in his sight. He was angry. The thought that his new interest was in a room having seen what she had today infuriated him the more.
He remembered the look in her eyes, the way she looked at him, in any other circumstances he would relish it but down there; her fragile body was frozen in fear, her legs slightly trembling, it just made him more furious.
The men in the room didn't dear say a word, their faces although emotionless their eyes showed fear. Five men were on their knees, their faces were brutally bruised, blood seeping out of their open flesh. The man who drove her here, the guard at the entrance, the two men at the gate were going to be punished. All the other men that were securing the house were spared.
Thawne knew well than to interfere with the boss. He had seen the girl around his boss a few times, she was a pretty little thing but he couldn't understand his boss's attachment to her. 'The girl's pretty, a shame it is that she'll die soon,' Thawne thought.
Marcelo turned to the men he considers careless, stupid and so Dead. The men could feel his hard glare on them. They were too scared to look up, they were going to die and they knew it.
Marcelo's thoughts drifted from the men to Susan,and in a flash he was out of the room.
Thawne stared at the door his boss exited before giving orders to detain the other men. He knew his boss would want to deal with that later. People may call him Crazy, and dangerous as he has done crazy and dangerous but his boss was so much worse.
The guards that stood guard at the front of the room Susan was detained in immediately opened the door for their boss making sure to make soft but quick movement. They knew that their boss was now a ticking time bomb about to go off .
Susan heard the door to the room open, she immediately sat up bracing herself for what is to come. She looked up only to see Marcelo. Her body shook in fear at the sight of him, she tore her eyes away from him, she couldn't look at him, she didn't know how to.
Marcelo stood in front of Susan, hands in pocket, squared shoulders, clenched jaw and powerful aura. She looked scared and tired. He eyes went to her wrist that had cuffs around them, they were red and swollen,she obviously yanked at it.
Her hair was already falling out it's band. This sight reminded him of that night at the office, but this time there was no thrill or amusement in him. He could see the way she avoided looking at him and for some reason he didn't like it.
Susan could feel him coming closer and she wondered if it was time for her to die. He squatted in front of her. He held her wrist that was restrained by the cuff, his long fingers gently wrapping around the lightly bruised wrist. He felt how her body went still as he made contact. He rid her of the cuff bringing the bruised hand closer before assessing the bruise closely .
Susan held her breath as she watched Marcelo, she didn't want to move or breathe the wrong way that would cause her death.
"Why?"
Susan strained her ears. she thought she heard him speak.
"Why were you there?" this time she heard him clearly.
He was still looking down at her bruise. She stared at the top of his head.
"What?". She wasn't expecting him to ask her that.
This time Mercelo looked up, grabbing her chin and pulling her towards him. Their faces few inches apart.
Susan looked into Marcelo's eyes, his eyes wasn't the grey mixed with blue and green that she admired. It was several shade darker. Anything could happen now.
"Don't hurt me... p-please."
If they weren't so close, Marcelo would not have heard her.
"I won't... No one will" his voice got deeper and scarier at the last part.
Susan felt relieved a little but at his last sentence she didn't know what to feel. She felt safe, yet endangered. His voice held that silent promise, she could hear it clearly. She was scared, strangely not for her life.
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No matter how much Susan pulled the dress down, it found its way back up, she was nervous. She followed Marcelo into a secret entrance of the huge club. But they entered an underground elevator, which didn't help as Susan imagination ran wild. She thought of all the movies she had watched with an underground elevator. She went to an underground layer once and it didn't go well, why was she going to an underground club with this ridiculously tight dress. She was wearing a black dress that hugged all her curves and even gave her more hips... She thinks. It had spaghetti straps and a heart shaped neckline and it exposed way too much cleavage than she was comfortable with.
It wasn't like she had a choice , a girl with way too much tattoo and piercings dressed her and did her make up. She gave Susan a Smokey look, red lips, and cat eye liner. If the look was to make her feel slutty it was working because Susan felt slutty. This dressing might be cool if she was pushed by Leo during their girls night out but under the scrutinizing gaze of her boss who could have mafia ties it wasn't.
The elevator opened revealing, another club. It does look like club but it was different. The lights were dim and were in different colors, they had strip poles that were currently occupied by naked, almost naked and half naked stripper. There were large leather couches, that were occupied by rich looking men and women. Marcelo walked towards one of the couches at the center of the room no one occupied.
It was obvious to Susan the place was reserved by him. At the sight of him people greeted and hailed which he ignored. Two women with little clothing approached him. Susan decided to give them space to sit beside him, but he pulled her back. One of the ladies purred like a cat, trailing her long nail across his jaw.
Susan squeezed her face in disgust. Looking at the purring lady she recognized her immediately. This was the heiress of the Diablo family. Her company was a giant in the fashion industry.
Looking around, some of the people around were familiar. These people were crazy rich and powerful, they controlled the private sectors I. countries economy. Europe, America, South America, Asia and Africa. Most of them were powerful business moguel from all over the world.
Susan wanted to leave so bad. These people didn't look like regular normal rich people, they seem dangerous. Leo had always said all rich people have their dark side. Susan realized these were them in their element. Different men came and talked to Marcelo. It was obvious that they really respected him making Susan question who her boss really was but she dare not act curious.
She was uncomfortable as most men stared at her, and most of their eyes were on her cleavage, she wrapped her hands around herself. Few men were now sitting with Marcelo, one of the man Susan recognized from the underground room.
Thawne kept staring at Susan, she was pretty, hot even sexy enough to make any man hard, but she looked way too innocent. He noticed how she wrapped her hand around herself, she was clearly uncomfortable. He wondered how she got attached to his boss. His boss had clearly found a new amusement, but Thawne could Sense that this was way more different. He looked at how her eyes scanned the room and how her face cringed in disgust at the sight of one of the stripers pleasuring herself while she danced for one of those rich assholes. And for the first time in a long time he felt real pity, for the innocent flower that was at the midst of thorns.
Thawne smiled at the man who approached him.
"Alejandro" he greeted.
"Look what finally came out of it's hole... Thawne!"
Thawne just smiled at him, he didn't care that he just burst his balls.
Alejandro greeted Marcelo before sitting down, his eyes immediately drifted to the hot lady who was sitting across him.
He admired her beauty, when her eyes met his he immediately became hard. He wondered if she was one of the new slut but he doubted it. She was more clothed and she clearly didn't like this place her face was filled with disdain. Her innocence was obvious and that just made him desire her. He decided to approach her.
Susan felt someone sitting beside her, she raised her head turning her attention from the red wine in her cup. She looked at the man sitting beside her. She tried to shield herself from his eyes as he slowly trailed his eyes down her body, his eyes stopping at her cleavage before continuing to her almost exposed thighs. She immediately pulled her dress down.
Alejandro was amused and confused at her innocence. He wondered how a girl as innocent as this find her way her. He heard a low growl. His eyes widen to see that it was his boss.
Marcelo was furious , as he saw how everyone was staring nat his woman. He felt like plunging a knife through Alejandro's heart. He just turned his attention to Thawne for a few minutes and she was already several inches away from him and being eye raped by Alejandro.
He motioned for Susan to come closer.
Susan didn't hesitate before coming over to Marcelo's side gluing herself to him. She had shifted away from Marcelo when his attention was on Thawne but now it seems that his side was the safest.
Although he was furious at Alejandro, but seeing how Susan came so close to him, gluing herself to his side he decided to let go.
"It doesn't take a lot of effort to pop that eyes from it socket" he threatened.
Alejandro gluped hard, it seems the flower belonged to his boss. He took what Marcelo said seriously, he didn't make threat but promises.
Susan looked around, Everyone feared and respected Marcelo. Susan could see how Marcelo's world looked like, it was scary and dark.
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Marcelo watched as the woman groaned, moaned and writhe in pleasure underneath him. He kept plunging hard into her, but he couldn't stop thinking about his temporary assistant. He pulled out of his fuck partner in annoyance.
No matter how much he tried to take her out of his mind he couldn't. The sight of her in the dress came to his mind again. He groaned in annoyance. No matter how many putas he fucked to get her out of his system he couldn't.
"Come on Marcelo"
Marcelo was getting annoyed by the woman's whinnying. She kept on pulling him to come back to bed, and in a flash, Marcelo gripped her neck his fingers digging into her flesh.
"Shut the fuck up!".
He was already annoyed by the fact that he couldn't keep Susan out of his mind. The thought of her made him hard.
He looked at the Slut. Her body was on display for him to see, but he yearned to see another's body.
He pushed her back to the bed, plunging into her hard, anything to keep Susan out of his mind.
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Susan couldn't sleep and Frankly she was afraid to, she could only stare at the ceiling of her new room. Marcelo decided to move her into one of his mansions that was heavily guarded.
She wanted to go home, she missed her family so much and there was a possibility he wouldn't see them anymore.
Her life would never be the same. Today she saw Marcelo's world.