Sold to the mafia boss

Layla’s P. O. V.

I looked up from the book I was reading as I heard my doors sliding open to see a woman walking in.

She’s slim, way too slim for the age I presumed her to be from the way she carried herself. Her head is small, bearing a neat black bob hair with it’s ends pointing to all sides. She’s dressed in tight leather pants and jackets with a knee-high leather boots. She was the perfect example of the “Alice” Character in the twilight series. And I only know this because I’ve been reading the book series for a week now. I loved it. It was captivating and all that I needed to take me away from my current life.

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” Good evening ma’am ” she greets me. I nodded in response, still trying to put my head around why a stranger would be coming into my room at this late evening hour.

” Mr Logan DeAngelo has asked me to prepare you for a date. He would pick you up shortly”

I watched her, surprised. Logan was picking me up for a date? That meant he was taking me away from this house. Something exploded in my stomach, my chest heaving as the thought of me getting a chance to actually attempt to flee tonight occured to me. I also wondered in that short moment what had actually made him change his mind about me stepping out of this house.

I lost count of how many days I’ve spent locked up here, weeks that has turned into very few months and now, he throws this bombshell at me?

I stood up awkwardly, placing the book down on the pea bag couch. ” Where is he taking me?” I asked her.

” I have no idea about that. I’m just to dress you up.” She replied courtly.

Nodding, I led us into my closet. I ran a quick shower and walked out to see she already picked out what I’m to wear. The dress is a long red wrap gown that has a slit just about the thighs area. The dress looked way too tiny for my body that I actually wondered if it’d fit.

I sat down and let her dry my hair, Styling it into perfect spiraling strands over my face and back. The red dress fitted perfectly around my body, hugging my body like a second skin, my shoulders bare and down my back. I wore pale nude open toe heels that matched my hoop earrings, my face masked with a little make up.

I walked over to the floor length mirror to have a view of myself and nearly gasped. I couldn’t recognize the woman who stared back at me. She was beautiful. She looked like she had not the slightest bit of worry and was going out tonight to be happy. Because that’s what life is really about.

” Mr DeAngelo is waiting downstairs ” she stated after a while.

Tonight, I’ll be going out. I’ll be seeing the world again. Tonight will be different.

Taking deep breaths, I walked out the door and took the stairs.

Below stood Logan in black tux, his hair brushed back, his cologne reaching my nose before I even went close enough, a sweet smile flirting on his lips. His eyes watched me intensely. I saw how his eyes roamed over my half exposed upper breasts, how they lingered on the outline of my hips and the curves of my legs that protruded out of the slit each time I took a step.

I felt uneasy as I reached him after he made the sweep of my body, my cheeks flushing red.

” You. look. stunning tonight” he said every single word differently and carefully, as if wanting me to feel how much he felt everything. And I did.

I beamed a smile and watched him stretch out his hand for me. The scene make him look like a prom date waiting at the end of the stairs to take his girl to the prom. I never made it to my own prom night because I was scared I was gonna see Emma and his new girlfriend there. So I’d stayed home in my bed, crying my eyes out.

I took his hand and he led us out. There’s a Lamborghini parked right outside. But what captivated me more was the feel of the outside air hitting my skin and giving me goosebumps.

Everything felt strange. Me standing here right now and this air reaching me.

I felt his hand leave my palm to my exposed back as he ushered me into the car. He sits next to me and his guard pushed the doors close.

The car started and I watched in fascination like a little girl, through the window as his gate closed and disappeared behind us. My heart beat repeatedly. Each time I stole a look at Logan, he was already looking at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. I didn’t know where he was taking me but I tried not to show him the effects it had on me. He could still be playing some games for all I knew.

After a while, we cornered from the streets and came to a stop. Logan helped me out. I turned to meet a tall and gigantic fancy restaurant. This looked like a restaurant only the super wealthy movie celebrities would go to eat. The doors are wide, a red carpet coming out from the main entrance to his car like a tongue rolled out of a mouth. Four men dressed in black tux and bow ties stood around the carpet, appearing to be welcoming us in. Golden light shone from the insides of the restaurant, tall flowers decorating every spot.

Logan’s hand slides down my back and trailed my upper arm, leaving goosebumps till they reached my palm and he gripped it tight. I looked up at him to find a beautiful smile on his lips as his eyes watched mine.

” Just making sure you don’t run off, love ” he muttered before pulling me with him.