My king

Part 1

It was a normal rainy wednesday. Y/n was walking down the street on her way to work. She was kicking a small rock when she turned a corner and onto an alley-like street. She didn't like it, but it was a shortcut and she was already running late. She ignored the bad vibes she got and kept on walking. Suddenly she saw a car slowly pulling up beside her. It was a luxurious and shiny, black car and it looked like one of those cars from a mafia movie. Y/n got a bit frightened and tried to walk away from the luxurious car as fast as possible. But the car was following slowly behind her. The car made a "U" turn right in front of her and blocked her way. The window went down slowly, and there was a man in the driver's seat. He had a black tuxedo, black sunglasses and silver rings on every finger. His hair was snagged and he had what looked like an earpiece in his ear. He was a bit fat too. He wasn't alone in the car. There was a man sitting next to him that dressed like him, and a few men in the backseat. They were all wearing similar outfits.

The man that was driving lowered his sunglasses and looked y/n in the eyes.

"Can I help you with something?" y/n asked with a shaky voice.

The man smiled and chuckled. He looked at the guy next to him and nodded. The guy walked out of the car with a bag in his hands. Quickly, he pulled the bag over y/n's head while holding her tightly in his arms. He was much stronger than y/n so no matter how hard she tried to get out of his grip, it was impossible. Two other men jumped out of the car and tied y/n's hands together. After she fought for her life, they put her in the tailgate and drove off.

Y/n woke up in a small and uncomfortable bed. She felt a bit sore here and there because of the tight ropes the men tied her wrists with. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She was inside a small room with a tiny window that had metall bars in front of it. Her clothes were still on, but they were a bit dirty. Her memory was hazy, but then she remembered what had happened. She reached for her phone in her pocket but it was gone. She started panicking and pinched her arm trying to wake up because she thought she was dreaming. Suddenly the door creaked open and it was the man driving the car. He walked into the room and he had brought some new clothes that were nicely folded. He handed them to her and she held one up. It was a red corset, a pair of black fishnets and a black choker with a red heart on it.

"Put it on. He wants to see you." the man said with a harsh voice. He had some sort of accent, perhaps Spanish or mexican.

Y/n didn't know what to say. And that's when the guard burst out and said

"The woman was too stunned to speak!" before running away and slammed the door behind him. Y/n had no idea what to do so she just obeyed and put the very sexy and revealing clothes on. The man was still staring at her through the small window on the door and smug grinned at her, so she tried to change as fast as possible. Once she was done changing, the guard opened the door and again put some sort of bag over her head, before leading her through the door, down some stairs and through hallway after hallway. Y/n sighed and wondered what the fuck is happening and when this was going to end.

But atlast the man sat her down in a comfortable chair and again, tied her down with tight ropes that dug into her wrists and ankles. He walked out of the room and closed the door. After a few minutes, that felt like hours, the door opened and of course y/n couldn't see. But she heard a man laughing and someone took the bag off her head. She was blinded by the bright lights that suddenly appeared as she got some hair in her mouth. She tried to spit it out. She looked up and saw a really fat, ugly guy and two other men behind him. The man was dressed in a beige suit, gold and silver rings and tattoos on his knuckles and he looked to be in his late forties or early fifties. He cracked his knuckles. The sound sending a shiver down y/n's spine. She got scared, afraid of what he was going to do and what he wanted. He slowly walked up to y/n, touched her face before picking up his cell phone and calling someone. He spoke Spanish too, and for some weird reason y/n got a bit turned on by the sound of the man on the other end of the line. She cleared her throat and looked down. The man looked at her and smiled and hung up.

"Welcome to the family" the fat man said with a grin on his face. Y/n didn't understand what to feel as he said it with such a loud and happy voice.

She looked around scared.

"Aw, no need to be scared, little bunny. He is going to take great care of you" the fat man replied with a wink. The man chuckled and turned around to signal the men behind him to leave.

The man stayed until the door opened again and this time it was a handsome young man. His skin was slightly darker and his hair was a bit messy. He had magical glacier blue eyes and dark eyebrows. His lips were colored in a light shade of red, blending smoothly into his skin. Y/n looked down at his hands, his veins were visible. He had a few thick silver rings on his fingers. He walked straight to y/n and signaled to the fat man to leave. He left so now it was just y/n and this new guy that was apparently the leader of...whatever this place is. The man gently pulled the duck tape from her mouth.

He looked at her with hungry eyes while licking his lips. He slowly bit his lower lip before bending down and giving her a soft kiss on her mouth. Y/n was shocked but she didn't complain. She had never felt such soft lips being pressed against hers in her entire life. He took off the tight ropes on y/n's wrists and ankles. He kissed her hand while looking up at her smiling. Y/n didn't realize it at first, but she started falling for him and felt a tingly feeling between her thighs. Somehow he could see that she was turned on by his touch and took advantage of it. He put his hand under her chin to bring it up so she had to look at him. He grinned and suddenly put his hand on her thigh, stroking the fishnet tights she was wearing. Y/n moaned quietly, wanting more as he began moving his hand further and further up her leg.

"Feeling warmed up?" he asked her with that sexy spanish accent she had heard him speak before when he was on the phone with the big fat guy. Y/n just nodded her head smirking. Moments later she could feel his soft lips pressed against hers again. He took her hand and ripped her up from the chair. They began walking to an elevator. On the way they were walking beside each other and he slowly put his big hand on y/n's ass, squeezing it. She giggled and blushed. By the time they got to the elevator, he pressed a button with the number "17", which was the highest floor. As soon as the elevator doors closed, he grabbed y/n's thigh and pulled it up. He pressed her against the wall and slipped his tongue into her mouth to start a make out session, but she stopped him.

"Wait... I don't even know your name" she said looking him deeply in the eyes.

He looked up at the ceiling to avoid eye contact with her, as if he was thinking about something to say.

"If you have to know, you'll have to continue..." he said pausing before looking her in her eye's and with a sweet voice.

"It's Cole," he said under his breath. It sounded almost like he was ashamed of his name.

"Cole" y/n said to try and get used to his name in her mouth. "I like it," she said, smiling.

As soon as he heard her say his name he took her hands and slammed them over her head and continued the make out sesh.

He only pulled away when he heard the elevator ping to indicate that the elevator had reached their destination. The doors opened and revealed a big fancy apartment with giant glass windows above the town. It was late in the evening and y/n then realized that she had missed work, but she didn't feel stressed or worried. She didn't care what her boss would say. He picked her up and pressed his lips to hers once again. He carried her to another room. It was the bedroom.

It was big and open, with a big king sized bed that was dressed in white, satin sheets and there was a glass door leading outside to a terres with a jacuzzi.

As soon as he reached the bed he sat her down and turned her around so her back was facing his chest. He began to lace up her red corset, unclasping her bra and pulling off her fishnets like a pro, like he had done this a million times before. Which didn't surprise y/n at all. Once he was done, he pushed her onto the bed and started to crawl up to her. She stroked his chest and started undoing the buttons on his white shirt. He removed his jacket and threw it behind his back and it landed on a chair a few feet away.