Pleased.

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Charlotte Liguori
I heard my father scream for me, I ran upstairs. My legs were trembling. I hated my father, He hurt me and my mama. He beat us. "Yes Papa?" I questioned. I hated this home, I hated everything in this mafia.

"Your fiancé should be here soon." He chuckled. My what? "Father, I am single." I told and faked a smile. "No, Your marrying Atlas. The owner of the Blood Mafia." He stared into my soul it felt like, my heart was beating fast. He took his fist to my face, I felt the bruising start quickly. "Talk back and it won't go well." I nodded.

I hated Atlas, I hated him for what he has done. He's killed more then my papa, And my papa has killed thousands. I hate the thought of murders, or people being tortured. Unless they deserve it.

My father nodded which meant to go get dressed. I walked up into my room and put on a short black dress, It hugged the tight curves that my body had. I curled my hair fast and did my makeup. My nose twitched at the smell of hairspray.

I heard pounding at the door and I ran downstairs quickly. I had to answer or my father would give my mother a beating for not "raising" me right. I opened the door, "Hello! I am Cha-" He stopped me. "I know who you are, where's your father?" He asked. I gave him a glare, I walked him to the living room. Who does he think he is? Why does he think i want to marry him. I rolled my eyes.

"Ah! Atlas." He smiled. "Hello Malcolm." Atlas smirked at me. "She needs to sign this paper, then we will leave." I looked at him with my blue iced eyes. I hated him, I hate everything about him. But he was tall, well built and very handsome. But he's in the mafia.. Who wants to be in the mafia? I fucking hate it.

He walked over to me, "Here Princess. Sign this." He handed me a contract full of marriage rules and random shit. Obviously I didn't read it. I signed my names and watched as my father and him spoke. Maybe I shouldn't have signed that paper.

"She'll sarà al sicuro con me signore." [ She'll be safe with me sir. ] Atlas looked at me. "Meglio prendersi cura di lei." [ Better take care of her ] My father chimed in. I wasn't fluent in Italian, but they're talking about Atlas protecting me or something. I wouldn't need protection. Not from him.

Atlas looked at me and grabbed me by my hand, he pulled me out the door and shoved me in the car. "Ouch! You asshole!" I yelled. I knocked my knees together.

"Excuse me?" He growled. He came next to me in the car and grabbed my hand. He squeezed it tight, I couldn't feel it. "Ouch!" I yelped. He smirked as he knew I was in pain. "Non darmi un atteggiamento la prossima volta, tesoro." [ Don't give me attitude next time, darling. ] "I cant understand you dumbass."

"Let's go over some rules." He gave me a glare. I nodded. "I don't care if you don't want to marry me, You are. No complaining. You cant leave the house without asking. You have to go to places with me when I say. You have to kiss and hug me." He smirked. I watched his face, As his adam apple bobbed up and down. I just didn't want to marry a mafia boss. I couldn't. I don't want to end up as my mother.

We arrived to his house. It was ten times the size of mine. "Holy shit." I mumbled. He gave me a look, "Watch it princess." I nodded. He took my hand and dragged me to my room. "Here's your room. Don't go upstairs to mine, ever." He roared. "I must be leaving now, Business calls." He kissed my forehead and I stuck out my ring acting as if I was gagging.

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I was the only one in the house right now, he left a bit ago. Me being me, I wanted to be sneaky. I walked upstairs and saw everything he had. He had a whole house inside his house. A office, Huge room and huge bathroom, and he had a smoke room, well i'm assuming.

I walked around for a bit until I decided to check around my room. I mean, I guess he wasn't to bad. He hasn't abused me like father, atleast not yet. Thank the lords. I checked around my room, He had given me a hoodie, soaps, candles and.. a vibrator? Why would I need this..

I stared at the vibrator for a minute. "What the hell." I grabbed it and turned it on. As a Virgin, I've never even touched one of these. I never had the chance too, i've always been worried about not being innocent or being a good child. I stripped off my dress and placed the toy inside of me. I made a loud moan. I continued to work my body with the toy.

I heard the front door slam open, I couldn't care if it was Atlas. I felt something i've never felt. I wouldn't even be mad if he stopped me. I was craving something i've never craved before. I continued moaning loud, sure he could hear. I heard my room door slam open as I continued. me. I pulled the toy out and smirked at him.

Atlas didn't even bother closing his eyes. "Shit. Your a virgin aren't you?" He laughed. I nodded and walked to my bathroom. He stared at me. "What?" I asked. "You know your pretty." He smirked. I flipped him off and ripped my clothes off to shower. His eyes traveled up my body as he just watched.

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okay.. i rewrite this chapter pretty much. what y'all think??