Summary: Being broke with a dead end job, you thought your life was going to stay this way. That was, until you met Rhea Ripley, the queen of the mafia.
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After spending most of my money on rent, I went to the one place I knew I could get a meal for cheap. The local pizza parlor sold pizza slices that were days old for a cheap price. It was always lukewarm and chewy on the best of days, but it's better than starving.
As I enter the place, I notice a familiar sight of a woman with slick, black hair and a casual suit. Rhea Ripley, the infamous mafia queen. Usually I'd catch her glance once or twice. But for the past few weeks, she's been staring me down. I try to avoid her, I'm already broke as is. The last thing I need is to be indebted to the mafia queen herself.
Walking up to the counter to order, my eyes widened at the price. Instead of the usual $1 per old slice, it was now $3!
"Shit." I sigh. With only $2 to my name, there's no way I could afford to eat now. Just as I was about to walk out, an arm blocks my path. I look up to see none other than Rhea Ripley herself.
"Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?" Rhea asks me. I feel my mouth go dry. What does she want with me? Can she see that I'm desperate and broke? Is she gonna make me loan myself out to her? "I'm starting to get impatient, princess. So I'll ask again. Where do you think you're going?"
"Um...I-I don't have enough to pay for a meal." I say, "Surely I'm not welcome here if I can't pay."
Rhea nods. But instead of letting me go like I hoped, she grabs my hand and pulls me to a table. One in the back that I usually saw her and her men sit at.
"Sit." She commands. I do as she tells me. She smirks at this, "Good girl. I like the obedient ones." She says, making my face flush. She sits down next to me, our thighs practically touching from how close she is. "Now, order anything you want. Food, drink, desserts. Anything. It's on me." She said.
"B-But I don't want you to spend money on me." I say, feeling like this was the start of me having to owe her something. But she just rolls her eyes.
"Sweetheart, I own this place. It won't cost a single dime. Now order and eat." She says before leaning in close to my face. "That's an order."
I nod. Feeling both scared, and aroused? Her commanding me makes me feel oddly good. And I want to do what she tells me to do. I want to make her happy. So I order a decent meal for myself. And she looks pleased.
The food arrives fast, and I don't have a single doubt as to why that is. As I start eating, Rhea starts a conversation.
"So sweetheart, I see you around here quite often. Ordering the cheapest thing we have on the regular. Why is that?" She asks.
I start to explain everything to her. My job, my shitty boss, how he only pays me when he feels like it. And when he does, it's always never enough. And how nowhere else is hiring, so I'm stuck at this crappy, dead end job.
She listens to me with interest. And I don't know why, but I feel so comfortable telling her all of this. Once I finish my sob story, she smirks at me.
"How about I make you an offer?" She asks. I feel my skin turn pale. I knew this was going to happen. I'm going to be indebted to people I will never be able to pay back! Rhea notices my fear.
"Oh don't look so scared, princess. I promise you'll like this offer." She says, leaning in closer to whisper in my ear. "How about you quit that shitty, no good job of yours...And you come with me?" She chuckles, her warm breath on my ear making me shiver.
"Like to be your servant or your maid?" I ask, unsure of what she meant. She chuckles again.
"No sweetheart. I don't want you as a servant, or a maid, or anything like that. I just simply want you to be...mine." She leans in closer with every word she speaks. Her lips are now barely touching. "I'll treat you like royalty. You can have whatever you want, whenever you want. In return, I get to keep you all to myself...How does that sound?" She asks.
I'm at a loss for words. The deal sounds so nice, surely there must be a catch? But I can't think of one right now. All I can think of is how beautiful she is, and how badly I want to kiss her.
"C-Can I..." Before I could finish, she leans in and kisses me. My hands clutch at her short, black hair. And her hands trail up and down my back, pulling me closer to her until I was sitting on her lap. Once we finally pull back for air, Rhea laughs.
"So, I take that as a yes?" She asks before trailing a few kisses down my neck. I nod ini response. "I want your voice, baby." She says, "I want to hear you say it. Say that you belong to me."
"I-I belong to you, Rhea." I say, my voice wavering as she kisses down my neck some more. "I belong to you and only you. No one else."
"Good girl~" Rhea chuckles and pulls back. "From now on, you'll be treated so well. I'll give you whatever you want, baby, just stay loyal to me, and I'll treat you like the princess that you are." She says before pulling me into another kiss.
As we continue to kiss, Rhea makes plans in her head. She wants what's best for her baby, that's for sure. And to start off, why not take care of that shitty boss of hers? The man owes her money anyways, having him six feet under means nothing to her. Besides, what her baby doesn't know can't hurt her.
