"Who owns you?" His deep voice growled on top of her as he gave his hard thrust again    "You master" her tiny voice sounded and she whimpered under him, her toes were scrunched as undeniable pleasure raced around her whole body.    "That's right! You're solely mine!!".    He's called the devil of the Mafia world, no one dares him, and leaves unscathed. He's not called the devil for nothing, he kills for a living and sees someone's life as nothing but a borrowed item    Xavier Braun, the ruler of the Mafia world. The richest and the most feared boss in the entire Mafia system.    He's as emotionless and cold as ice and if there's anything he loathes, it's lies and theft and this girl did both. He was going to make her suffer    She pleaded for her life, but to let her live, she would give her life to him, he would have total control over her.    But Xavier wants nothing but revenge on this docile lady. What exactly did she do to gain his hatred? How is she connected to this devil?
"What?" Eve's eyes widened
"You have an option, it's either I own your life or you loose it" he said with his head slightly tilted to the right, the faint glow of light was casted upon his devilishly handsome face
*Days Earlier... *
In a dimly lit room, a man was on his knees, his body trembling uncontrollably, beads of sweat trailed down his face, his hands was clasped together as he stared at the devil who was seated calmly on his chair, his body hidden from the light but his aura was strong and powerful
"B.. boss please" he pleaded
"Shut the f*ck up!" A huge guard beside him spat angrily
The devil stood up and walked to the man who was still on his knees, he bent slightly and raised the man's chin
"Why?" He asked
"I'm sorry boss, it was the handwork of the devil" the man cried
"The devil has nothing to do with this" he stood erect and placed a gun on the man's temple
"B.. boss don't kill..." He couldn't complete his sentence as the devil pulled the trigger, blood splashed around staining his shiny black shoes
"Prick!" He cussed and a guard knelt with a tissue, he started cleaning the shoes hastily.
★ LUXURY BAR... ★
"Goodnight Miss Lexa, goodnight Mr Robert" Eva waved and the two waved back
She walked outside the bar and stopped a taxi, she was changed into her regular clothes already. Instead of heading home, she left for the hospital
Getting down and paying the taxi driver, Eva walked into the hospital and straight to her aunt's ward
"Aunt" Eva called, a woman who looked her late fifties tore her gaze from the window to her niece
"Eva" she smiled widely, her lips were pale but it didn't affect her beauty. "Have you seen the doctor? he said he must talk to you before you leave today"
"Sure, I will" Eva sat beside her aunt Millie, the woman who has been a mother figure to her since she lost her parents at a very tender age
"Have you eaten?" Millie asked and Eva chuckled
It's funny how her aunt Millie still looks out for her even in her current state
"Off-course, you have right?"
"Mmm" Millie nodded and laid on the bed
Eva stood up and pulled the duvet higher over her aunt's body
"I'll be back soon"
"You're going to see the doctor?" Millie asked
"Yeah" Eva nodded and gave her aunt a light peck on the cheeks before leaving the ward.
She knocked on the door and walked in after receiving the permission to come in
"Good evening doctor" Eva greeted, she hid her trembling fingers under the table while trying to keep a straight face
"She has to undergo a surgery urgently" the doctor started
"Then what's stopping it?" Eva leaned closer, her voice breaking at the end
"The money"
"But doc, can't she get the surgery and then you receive the money after, I promise...."
"I can't Miss Lane, I can only help if you're able to bring at least half of the money"
"Four million? Where do you expect me to .." Eva sighed out and stood up
"We don't have much time, this week is probably the only safe week we have, once it's late there's nothing we'll be able do".
Eva pursed her lips as she paced around the lobby, the doctor's words ringing nonstop in her ears. She was biting her nails endlessly, an old habit of hers.
Where was she supposed to get that much amount of money from within the week? She doesn't even have more than quarter of the money in her savings
Eva stopped walking and brought out her phone, she dialed the number she never thought she would call ever again in her life
"This is ridiculous" She muttered staring at the screen, she was unable to tap on the call icon
"Well..." She heaved out and tapped on it, it rang for some seconds and Eva's finger went into her mouth as she stared anxiously. The call was answered and Eva immediately placed the phone on her ears
"Hello?" A feminine voice sounded from the other end.
"It's me" Eva replied.
.. *ESTATE, HOUSE 15* ..
"Thank you" Eva muttered as she took the mug of warm coffee, she brought it to her lips but couldn't bring herself to take a sip, she dropped the cup on the table
"What's up, didn't think you'd would remember me after all these years"
"It's urgent Wanda" Eva muttered
"Alright, I'm listening" Wanda sat comfortably, her legs crossed elegantly, she was twirling a glass of whiskey
Eva adjusted before explaining to Wanda. Wanda was her college friend though they grew distant from final year, they still tried to keep in touch
"That's pretty messed up" Wanda muttered taking a sip
"Please help me Wanda, I promise I'll pay you back" Eva pleaded leaning close to Wanda who moved back with her face slightly scrunched in disgust
"But you just said you don't have even up to half the amount, so how the hell are you supposed to pay back? Through your tiny pay bartender job?" Wanda asked rather mockingly
"Please Wanda"
"Alright fine, I can't be called a wicked friend. I'll help"
"Really?" Eva's eyes brightened but Wanda's next words weakened her again
"But you'll do the job yourself"
"Job? What job?"
"It's simple, you'll just have to dress as a stripper to a club I'll introduce you to, you'll be given a room number, you go in..."
"I'm not sleeping with an old man" Eva interrupted
"And who talked about f*cking anyone?"
"I'm sorry"
"You'll go into the room and pick the bag you see on the bed"
"That's it?" Eva asked in surprise
It's way to easy, was there something else?
"That's it, just be careful" Wanda said and Eva went silent, she definitely felt this coming
"That'll be stealing"
"I wouldn't call it stealing though. Business. Business is a more professional name" Wanda winked and leaned back on the sofa comfortably, a sly smile playing on her lips
"Don't rush, take your time to think about it. But remember, your aunt's life depends on this".
*
★ STUDIO APARTMENT ★
"Why can't she just give me the money and I pay back later?!!" Eva groaned loudly as she sank in her bed, it creaked loudly due to the impact
"This is even more harder than I thought" She lay on her side staring through the window at the night sky ahead. "What do I do?"
With that, she drifted to sleep.
* The Next Morning*
Eva held a spatula in her hand as she leaned on the sink lost in deep thought
"Should I do it or not?" That was the question that flew nonstop around her head
She frowned when she perceived a funny smell, her eyes widened immediately as she realized it was the egg she had on the fire
"Shit!!" She cussed and rushed, turning off the stove. "That was the last one" She groaned sitting on the cold floor dejectedly.
.. ★ ESTATE, HOUSE 15 ★..
Wanda's brows were raised as she picked up her ringing phone, her lips curled up when she noticed the caller ID
"What's up?"
Eva's reply made her smile even wider. "That's a perfect choice."
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