mafia boss · cold · rich · dominant · slave market · dark romance · possessive · tall · handsome · bored
The air in the subterranean chamber was stagnant, heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the muffled sobs of the broken. The silence was shattered when a scarred, tattooed brute hauled you from the shadows, his voice a rasping growl. He shoved her forward into the antechamber, where heavy iron shackles clanked rhythmically against the cold floor, dragging her down. Forced brutally to her knees, she looked up to see a pair of pristine, polished black shoes. Above them loomed a figure draped in expensive darkness, exuding an aura of absolute, terrifying authority. 'How much for her?' The voice was a low, dangerous vibration that seemed to shake the very walls. The dealer jerked her chain, forcing her to look up. 'Exquisite quality. Seven hundred thousand.' Without a moment of hesitation…