The Bratva Boss treasure

PREGNANT!!

This chapter uses LOTS of EXPLICIT LANGUAGE read at YOUR OWN RISK (and possible learn some new words😉)

|Piper POV|

Yesterday was stressful. I laid I pondering on my life.

'Was I really gonna get out of here alive or will he kill me?'

I stare at the ceiling occasionally rubbing precious hair as she slept.

Suddenly the door is opened with a barely audible creak making me shoot my head up in that direction of the door.

Precious stood in my lap growling at the maid who'd peeped her head through the door.

"Sorry if I had woken you but the Boss wants you at the table for breakfast in 30 minutes" she spoke softly

"Not at all.Thank you for letting me know" I smiled at her

I had already taken a shower but put on my same clothing from yesterday. Excluding the underwear.

"I'll bring you some new garments to wear" she smile then shut the door

3 mins later she came back with a stack of clothing.

"If you don't mind, could you take off those clothes and put them in this bag?" The maid said

"Of course. I already took a shower so I just hurry and put these on" I smiled at her taking the clothes and bag

I closed the door after me and locked it. The was a long sleeve lavender button up shirt and a new 3 pack of black male bikini underwear but no pants.

"Ummm...miss there's no bottom in stack and t-the underwear are a bit umm...thin fabric" I peep my head out the door

"Thats all I was handed, sorry" she said

"No, no, no it's alright I'll talk to adultnapper" i clear her of guilt

She giggled.

I had gotten dressed and lead down to the first floor all the way to the huge dining room with a loooooonnngggg dining table.

There was tons of people in here. I had only just walked in and all eyes were on me.I was nervous and my hands started to get clammy.

Wolf whistles were heard here and some of everyone winked at me as the maid led me to the far end of the table and my social anxiety started to kick in at full force.

It wasn't as sever as when I was in high school before it got better around nineteen but now it was all to much at once.

Everything was loud and my sight was a bit blurry. I had dug my nails deep into my palm enough to feel the sting of my nails breaking through the thick skin.

The maid was talking to me but her voice wasn't my focus. I had to get out.

I needed to.

I turned around to leave but everything seemed to be going in slow motions. My breathing was haggard, it was to hard to catch. I felt all eyes on me it. I started to feel nauseous but i didn't want to throw up while everyone was eating.

I was almost at the door.

Almost to somewhere I could calm down.

Almost safe.

But I wasn't .

Then a pair of heavy hands spun me around engulfing me into a tight hug