Sold to the mafia boss

I woke up in his arms. I felt aches in my body, I felt hurt between my legs but I didn’t wanna give much attention to it. I rose my head from his chest and looked up to find his face. I knew things would never be the same between us again. I’d given my body to this man. I’d sacrificed everything for him and in my defense, I lied that I was trying to escape.

I knew he’d said he loved and adored me during the heated session last night but I wasn’t sure if he’d said all he did because of my body or he truly meant it. He was gentle last night, throughout the night and I remember him asking if I was alright after we were done. I remember feeling dizzy afterwards and falling asleep right next to his naked body. I remember him pulling me close and covering my body with the duvet.

I knew I was just another woman on his sexual list. I’d thrown my body at him last night, waking up with the hope that things really change and that he’d see the sacrifice I made for him.

Logan’s eyes flew open the moment his lips started moving into a smile. Frightened, I quickly looked away, trying to detach my body from him but his hand around my waist gripped me tighter.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Were you planning on running away?” His deep morning voice husked in my ears. My gaze remained down. I wanted to pry my body from his gaze. I suddenly felt this embarrassment and shyness towards him. Of course it doesn’t make sense seeing as I just let him explore every inch of my body last night.

Logan’s arms pulled me up to his chest, bringing my face up to his. I tried to look anywhere but his eyes.

“Look at me, Layla” he commands. Like an iron following a magnetic pull, I looked him in the eyes immediately. He looked beautiful. His once deep brown hair now seemed to have trails of sandy color at the edges. His hair is scattered on his head and I can only imagine how mine looked right now. He probably looked way hotter in the mornings because I didn’t trust myself to look away except continue to stair at him.

“How do you feel?” He asked, seriousness in his voice and eyes as they watched me.

I nodded “a bit sour. But I’m okay”

He wraps his arms tightly around me again, like he wasn’t content with the closeness already.

“Imagine my surprise, finding out you’re a virgin” he spoke with a hint of mockery.

“Don’t ”

“I’m sorry if I hurt you last night”

“You didn’t” I gritted my teeth as I’m tempted to ask if he enjoyed it. Where was this side of me coming from? I could almost not recognize who this girl perched up against Logan is.

Instead, I said “I’m sorry about what I did. I won’t do that again”

“I’m sure you won’t ” his hand drew circles on my back. I loved the feel of his touch on my skin. “Would you like some breakfast now?”

He turns me slightly to the side to see a trey of breakfast on the bed stand. I looked from the trey to his face and nodded slightly, wanting to look anywhere but him at the moment. Flashes from last night still crossed my mind with every passing second.

” Can you… get up?” Logan asked as I tried to stand up, his hand guarding my back as if he was scared that I’d collapse if I even tried to stand on my own. The gesture was flattering and I wondered if he’d never slept with with a virgin before. ” I know what you’re wondering but I’ve never slept with a virgin woman before, never broken one and you I care very much about, Layla ” my face flushed as I rose to my feet. I discovered that I still felt little pain between my legs but it was hardly noticable if I ignored it.

” Can I use the bathroom? ” I asked him, realizing that I’m now wearing his button down shirt. The shirt reached above my knees and I felt giddy as his eyes watched my thighs and long legs.

” Or we could shower together ” he suggested, preying on my discomfort. He laughs as he noticed the discomfort in my eyes ” you’re still shy, aren’t you? After all we did last night ”

I looked down, flushed. I flickered with my fingers like I always do when I’m nervous.

” You may have the bathroom all to yourself ma’am” Logan finally replied and I disappeared almost immediately. I showered for a brief moment before dashing out again. I wasn’t sure if I could use his closet or if I needed to get out and use my own room. But there sat our breakfast and it would be rude just walking out like that.

” It’s alright ” I hadn’t realized I was standing before the closet as I contemplated whether to go in or not until I heard his voice and jumped in shock ” you can wear one of mine ”

Nodding my head, I hurried inside. I picked up the first shit I saw hanging off a hanger and threw it on. It crossed my mind instantly that my underwear were still thrown somewhere in the room.

I turned around to spring back into the room and grab them when I came head to chest with Logan. I stepped back, staggering slightly as I looked up to find abroad smile on his face.

” Looking for these? ” He asks with a broad grin, his two hands rose up high with my pants and bra hanging off them.

I felt my cheek burn in embarrassment immediately and I wanted to hide from his eyes. I tried to grab it but he lifted his hand up, like he wasn’t tall enough already.

I tried to reach for it again but instead, he grabbed my waist and pulled me into his bare chest.