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He chuckled at her desperate attempt to make the lie believable. "Pretty little liar, your face betrays a lot, sadly" he placed his hand on her cheeks, his face dark "you can't run from me, Maya; no matter how hard you try to, I'll always find you. Even in the deepest part of hell, And when I find you, you get punished according to how long you were away from me, understand?" His tone was so soft and gentle it could have fooled anybody but not her. She could see through him, and She trembled under his touch. "Y-yes, maestro" **** Though her sister commits the crime, Maya Alfredo is turned in by her parents to be punished by the Ruthless Don Damon Xavier for selling information about the Costa Nostra to the police. Her world is overturned and shattered; she is taken to the Don's Manor, where she is owned by him and treated like his plaything, meanwhile knowing his intentions to destroy her. But then things get dark in the Don's Manor, with the presence of Derinem Xavier. Maya doesn't stand a chance in Damon's furnace. Will he destroy her and everything she loves for the sins he thinks she committed? Or does luck have other plans for her? Note- This is a dark romance. Not all lovey-dovey. ML is a psychopath. Trigger warnings!!!

Chapter 1 Papers from hell

"Damon, please, I beg you, let me go," she cried. He pulled her up using his tie, which he had used to bind her hands.

She knew struggling was futile. His eerie gaze made her shiver. They were emotionless and empty. She tried to read his eyes, but like his conscience, they were blank.

To her surprise, he released her and walked over to the bedside table. Yet her fear only grew as she wondered what he would do next.

When he returned, he was holding a pair of scissors.

"I love it when you beg," he murmured, snipping away at her white dress, tearing it to pieces until she was completely naked before him-she had worn no undergarments. "Beg me, Maya. Beg me!"

Maya swallowed hard.

"You're being disobedient, aren't you?" he whispered in her ear, his breath sending vibrations through her body. "I like that too." His hand slid down to grip her bum. "Now I have every reason to do what I've always wanted to do to you, Maya..."

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A Few Days Earlier

Maya entered her apartment, exhausted from work. Being a journalist had been eventful that day; it was a miracle she hadn't been hit by a stray bullet during the police standoff with criminals.

She heard footsteps behind her and turned to see Ana, casually walking in. Ana was taller than her by a foot, a beauty who had inherited all their mother's striking features. But the sneer on Ana's lips spoke volumes of her disdain for her older sister.

At least with that kind of open hostility, Maya didn't have to wonder if it was all in her head. She wasn't just unloved by Ana; she was an outcast in her entire family. Her parents were filthy rich, but for reasons she never understood, she was treated like dirt.

It was no surprise that her first taste of freedom came through her job. Alfredo, the patriarch, though despising the sight of her, had made it a rule that she could never leave the family home, a rule that baffled her to no end.

"Maya, father wants to see you," Ana announced.

A chill ran down her spine. The last time her father had summoned her, it hadn't ended well. "Why?" Maya asked, on guard.

"He didn't say, but he wants to talk over dinner."

Maya eyed her sister suspiciously. The smug expression on Ana's face suggested she knew more than she was letting on. And being invited to dine with the family was unusual enough to raise all sorts of red flags.

"I'll be there in a minute," she finally replied.

"Be quick about it," Ana snapped, turning to leave. "We're expecting a guest, and Dad wants to finish speaking with you before he arrives." At the door, Ana threw one last barb over her shoulder, "Oh, and don't forget to bathe, Maya. You stink."

As her sister left, Maya's unease deepened. The last time her father had called her, it had been two years ago, after she'd slapped Ana during a particularly humiliating incident. The punishment had been brutal-an experience she never wanted to relive.

But maybe this time it wouldn't be so bad. It was over dinner, after all. Still, as Alfredo Petra's second daughter, Maya was always on the defensive.

She took a quick shower and threw on a light gown, her nipples visible through the fabric since she hadn't bothered with a bra.

When Maya arrived in the dining room, her family was already seated. She stood by an empty chair, waiting for the reprimand she was sure was coming. She had tried her best to avoid her father, but it was never enough.

"Sit down, Maya; let's have dinner," her father said softly.

She blinked in shock. Had he really spoken to her so gently? Was she imagining things?

Still hesitating, her mother echoed, "Sit, child. Your food will get cold."

Her body stiffened, but she complied, sitting down while a maid served her. The seat across from her was empty. Her father sat at the head of the table, while Ana, seated beside him, clung to his hand, still eyeing Maya with contempt.

Her father looked frail, sick even. And worried.

Maya watched them begin to eat, too uneasy to touch her own food.

"Why aren't you eating, Maya?" her mother asked.

"Maybe she thinks we poisoned it," Ana sneered.

"No, no!" Maya said quickly. "I would never think that, Mother."

"Then eat."

She hurriedly began shoveling food into her mouth, though she barely tasted it.

Her father cleared his throat. "I'm sure you're wondering why I asked you here." He paused, then continued after a heavy silence. "I want to know if you'd be willing to make a sacrifice for your family."

Maya's confusion grew. "I don't understand, Father."

Her father's face reddened with impatience, so she quickly added, "Yes, Father, I would make a sacrifice for the family."

"No matter how big?" he pressed.

Anxiety twisted her gut, but she nodded. "No matter how big."

He nodded back, then pulled a piece of paper from the briefcase beside him, along with a pen. "Sign this," he ordered, pushing the paper toward her.

She glanced at the document. "What is this?"

"A show of loyalty to your family," he replied, looking out the window. "Anna found the reports you've been working on about the Cosa Nostra."

Her heart hammered in her chest. Those reports were personal. No one was supposed to know about them. How had Anna found them?

"She sent them to the police for a bounty."

Maya gasped, feeling like the floor had dropped from beneath her. No matter how much she despised Ana's cruelty, she would never have wished this kind of danger on her sister. How could her father and mother sit here so calmly?

"Luckily, the Don had an insider who intercepted the papers," her father continued, his voice shaking. "But the Don... wants something in return if we want to keep our lives."

"What does he want?" Maya asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her father looked directly at her for the first time in the conversation. "In exchange for your sister, you must agree to do whatever Don Damon asks."

The words stuck in her throat.

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