Dark, frigid eyes look back into hers. She flinched and moved her eyes over the floor to avoid his stare. How could someone be so gorgeous while still having eyes that were too chilly to look into? Who the hell is this guy? Gosh! Is he a human? How come his eyes are so dark and cold? Mia couldn't stop thinking about these. Bryan Chapman, the Mafia leader and also a dancer, popularly called 'Lord' and immensely feared by his subordinates, took Mia as a sex slave in compensation for her father's debt. Mia had no choice except to dance to his tone to escape further agony. Find out how Mia Donald and Bryan Chapman's love tale turned out.
Mia pov
I stroll along the roadside, tears in my eyes, unsure of what to do or where I am going. I honestly don't understand why I'm so despised.
I had just been falsely accused by my step sister and was thrown out of the house with the help of her mother.
"Are they not supposed to be my family? Why did you do this to me, Mom? Why did you have to abandon me in this horrible world, alone with no one to care for me?" I ask, crying loudly. I couldn't hold back my tears. I just wanted to let it all out. My sorrows.
"Mom, I've been thrown out of my father's house."I whispered as tears flowed continuously from my eyes.
I truly did not burn that garment! I know Rukky did that on purpose! I know she's just trying to accuse me, and she succeeded in her plan.
They are always there to support her. I've always meant nothing to them, whereas she is everything to them. If it hadn't been for her mother and my father acting as bodyguards behind her, I'd have thrashed her terribly.
But I wouldn't dare; else, I'd be digging my own grave. If I do this, I'll never be able to return home. I have nowhere else to go, and there is no money to buy a new gown for Rukky.
I have no choice but to return and beg their forgiveness, hoping that they will let me in. I quickly turned and headed back home. I'm praying they don't toss me out again.
Bryan pov
I turn my back on the fool kneeling before me, pleading for more time to repay the debt he has owed me for a long time. Asking for more time after so many months? Not possible! I'm not very considerate.
"Lord please, I promise to pay back soon, please lord." He pleads, attempting to wrap his arms around my ankle. However, my boys were swift enough to keep him in place.
If you want to know more about me, no one dares to call me by my name; otherwise, he or she wishes to die.
Except for a few select ones. Also, you don't look straight into my eyes, so you may call me a handsome Devil.
Let's return to my debtor.
"Josh, you are my employee, and you came to me crying for money to assist you address some problems at home. As a nice boss, I loaned you the money without interest. You pledged to repay me five months ago, but I have not heard from you since.
"I've given you enough time, Josh. However, if you refuse to pay, you will have to pay with your life! What are your thoughts on that?" I grinned evilly. Still not looking at him.
You don't need to remind me that I am evil and heartless.
"No, Lord, I'll pay you back. "Yes, I would!" He yelled, attempting to free himself from my bodyguards' grip, but he was unable to. How can one man battle against five massive bodyguards? Isn't it unfortunate and impossible?
After some thought, I slyly said, "How about a deal between the both of us?" I enquired, smiled broadly as I looked at him and saw the anticipation in his eyes.
I knew he'd be willing to do everything to save his life.
"If it will save my life, Lord, I am willing to do anything," he murmurs, hopefully.
I grinned evilly. "You know I do have eyes everywhere, and from a reliable source I found out you've got two beautiful daughters"I persisted for a while, hoping those words would penetrate into his brain. Before going. I did not miss those wide-open eyes in shock.
Oh!. He had assumed I would know nothing about him. I chuckled inwardly before continuing.
"You're not dumb, Josh. I am sure you already know what I want. So here's the question. "Is there a deal or no deal?" I enquired, peering at him with frigid eyes that he couldn't bear to meet.
"Lord, You promised to spare my life, right?" He reiterated his prior inquiry, and I sneered violently. "I do not repeat words, Josh! "You, of all people, should know that by now!" I cried, irritated. I don't want to get furious right now; else, I won't be as merciful.
"I apologise, Lord. I didn't mean to piss you off. He apologised, saying, "I was just curious." Then he said, "I'm ready to give you my eldest daughter in exchange for my life,"
A small grin crept across my face. At least the man had made the right choice.
"Bring her to me later this evening," I commanded coldly, leaning back in my chair. "And don't even think about betraying me, or your entire family will pay the price-severely. Do you understand?"
His face turned ghostly pale, and he nodded frantically, panic etched in every line of his expression.
"I w...won't dare go back on our deal, Lord!" he stuttered, barely able to get the words out.
I raised two fingers in a silent signal to my boys, and they released their grip on him. He fell to his knees, gasping for air, before lowering his head in a show of submission.
"Thank you, Lord. Thank you!" he mumbled, bowing repeatedly like a broken man.
"Get out!" I barked, my voice sharp and unforgiving.
Without another word, he scrambled to his feet and scurried out of the room like a scared rat.
I turned my attention back to the table, where my smokes and a bottle of whiskey waited for me. I picked up a cigarette, lighting it with a practiced flick of my lighter.
Taking a deep drag, I let the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. The cloud of smoke swirled around me, and I leaned back, savoring the calm that followed. Smoking always relaxed me, clearing my mind and sharpening my focus.
As I tapped the ash into the tray, I thought about the offer. A daughter in exchange for his life? People always seemed willing to sacrifice others to save their own skin. It amused me and disgusted me at the same time.
"Pathetic," I muttered under my breath, taking another long pull from the cigarette. But a deal was a deal.
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