SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN

THE ENEMY



AUTHOR’S WARNING: This chapter may contain a really dark scene, such as sexual assault. Be warned or read at your own risk.

The men pulled out their cocks, and Melody reached out to take them in her mouth. She felt violated, but she had no choice. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the sound of their grunts and moans.

Shane stood off to the side, watching with a twisted smile on his face. He reached down and started massaging himself through his pants. “Yeah, that’s it,” he said, his voice filled with lust. “Suck them like a good little whore.”

Melody wanted to scream, to run away from this nightmare, but she knew it was too late. She had made the wrong choices in life, and now she was paying the price.

As Melody wrapped her hands around the cocks of the men, Shane leaned forward and kissed her. She bit his lips and glared at him before returning to sucking the men’s dicks. One of them went behind her and pressed a finger into her anus, causing her body to tingle and grow even hotter.

The man gasped and bounced his fingers inside her. Melody didn’t want to feel pleasure from this, but her body wasn’t listening to her.

Then, Melody found herself in the same bedroom where she usually had sex with Shane, only this time she was with the men. One of them lay on the bed and pulled her towards him. He made her lie across him and positioned his tip at her entrance. As he pushed it inside her, she saw stars and felt immense pleasure. This was something she was afraid of; it was the reason she didn’t want to be a sex worker anymore. She wanted to have a name for herself.

“Damn, she’s so hot!” Melody heard Shane say.

She felt the other man behind her. She tensed as he grabbed her buttocks and opened her. Then he positioned the tip of his rod in place and pushed inside her without hesitation, slowly easing himself in. Nerves she never knew existed were awakening, and she found herself feeling every inch of their cocks inside her. She had had two cocks at a time before, but this felt different because of the situation and the size of their dicks. And it was happening because of her greedy boyfriend.

Her nails dug into the bed close to the shoulders of the man below her. “We are going to have sex with you now. Tell us when it’s too much,” he said. A tear escaped from her eyes as the man below held her gaze and she felt aroused in many ways. They both started pounding into her, working together.

“Yes! You’re doing great!” Shane yelled.

“Fuck you, Shane! Fuck you!” She started screaming as she built up to something higher, moaning and cursing as she moved harder between them. The men were groaning and moving faster. She felt herself leaping off the edge, the pain and pleasure like nothing she had ever felt before rocking through her system. Her mind turned into nothingness.

***

Ashley and her bodyguards emerged from the dense forest, relieved to have made it out alive. They were greeted by the sight of a busy road, cars whizzing by in both directions. But there was no sign of Dave or the car they were expecting. They waited for a while, hoping that Dave would arrive soon, but Ashley’s condition was deteriorating rapidly. She was staggering in pain, and they knew they couldn’t wait any longer.

Chris began flagging down a cab, while Xander joined in, frantically waving his hands in the air.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“We have to get her to a hospital,” Chris said, his voice strained from the tension of the past few hours.

Jake held Ashley tightly, his face twisted in concern. “We can’t just leave her here,” he said, his voice shaking with emotion.

“I know, but we have to do something,” Chris said, his eyes darting back and forth.

Finally, a cab pulled up beside them, and Xander rushed to help Ashley into the back seat. Jake tried to climb in after her, but Chris stopped him.

“Wait here,” Chris said, grabbing his arm. “We’ll take her to the hospital. You stay here and wait for Dave.”

“What? No way!” Jake protested. “I’m not just going to stand here while she’s in pain.”

“Listen to Chris, Jake,” Xander said, his voice calm but firm. “We have to do what’s best for Ashley.”

“I’m not your subordinate, Chris,” Jake said, his voice rising with anger. “We’re equals, and I’m going with her.”

Chris stepped forward, his chest puffed out. “I’m in charge for now,” he said, pushing Jake back. “You stay here and wait for Dave.”

“If someone has to go with you, it is supposed to be me! Xander is her slave! He is probably looking for a way to escape.” Jake said.

“He could have escaped last night but he didn’t. Stop acting like a child and wait here.” Chris scolded.

Jake stood under the blazing sun, bare-chested and seething, as Chris and Xander drove off with Ashley. Xander sat next to Ashley, his eyes trained on her.

“I don’t want to go to the hospital,” Ashley protested weakly, her face pale and drawn. “We’re still in danger.”

“Don’t worry,” Xander said, his voice soothing. “We’ll get you to safety.”

Ashley’s head dropped on Xander’s shoulder in the car, her breathing shallow and irregular. He felt a pang of concern and tried to rouse her by lightly shaking her, but she didn’t respond. Panic began to set in as he realized that something was seriously wrong.

“Hey, Ashley,” he said, his voice trembling slightly. “Wake up, come on.” He glanced over at Chris, who was slumped over in the seat next to him, snoring softly.

“Shit!” Xander cursed under his breath, feeling helpless and frustrated.

The car jolted as it hit a bump in the road, jarring Ashley’s body. Xander winced and reached out to steady her, his fingers brushing against her cheek. She was cold to the touch, and he shivered despite the heat of the day.


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