His Prize

#3 Not every woman is a slut

Amelia's POV
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"So Alesso is the leader of some sort of Mafia and he his hated by a lot of people." I heard myself drone on and on about how much I knew about the man who technically still owned me. Rocco kept his attention on me til i stopped providing information for him.

"I cant believe I spent hundred million on you ..."he sighed as he paced back and forth in the room. I let tears of ashament fall down my face as he kept pacing to calm himself and so he could think. He froze and looked at me with a small frown, he then wiped the tears that fell off my face. "I meant you are worth so so much more Amica" he whispered to me gently. Out of instinct I flinched back away from him and a disapproving frown came over Rocco's face.

"I-I am terribly sorry but I-I have been hurt a...a lot and its a habit," I finally stammered out of my mouth. His eyes softened more if it was possible before a knock on the door made them turn to a hard foreboding thing to look at.

"Come in," he growled in a tone that can only be compared to as deadly as it was icy. A woman rushed in and she looked down at the floor. I instantly noticed that she wore lingerie and nothing else.  My cheeks heated up a dark crimson as she spoke in Italian to him about the "meeting" they were suppose to have. He flicked his wrist and the woman ran out with tears running down her cheeks and some men entered the room I was in. The first man was a dirty blonde, and he had crystal blue eyes like my own. His jaw line was just as defined as Rocco's , in a way you can say they almost look the same. The first mans eyes widened once he saw Rocco sitting on the bed with me and his hand resting on my high thigh! The second man, didn't look anything like Rocco. He had jet black hair that was super curly, and his eyes were the color of melted chocolate. He had high cheek bones but not so chistled features. He held the same reaction as the first guy once he looked up and saw Rocco's hand on my upper thigh.

"S-sorry Boss we dont mean to interrupt but Alesso has sent a message to you and the woman you just bought." The dirty blonde spat out as he tried to hide the fear that welled up in his eyes.

"It is alright this one time James, but in the future please knock. Amica might not be clothed one of these days," Rocco replied with a quick wink at me then he stood up holding a hand out to me. I took his hand and followed him down a series of halls mixed with locked rooms, til we came to one with heavy oak doors. Rocco stepped ahead and pushed the doors open motioning for me and his men to enter the room....
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After Rocco had explained what he wanted to do to Alesso, a older gentleman burst in and growled at me pointing to his feet! Out of submission that was beat into me, I naturally got out of the chair and sat on the ground on my knees. Rocco let out a growl that came from the pit of his stomach, and the man looked at him like he had three heads. "Sir a slut was in my chair."he defends himself as he pointed to me on the ground.

"Not all women are sluts, and this one is My Amica so show her the same respect as me, "Rocco said in a tone that chilled me to the bone. The man jumped up and sat me in his chair before Rocco picked me up and sat me on his lap. I placed my head on his chest and shut my eyes as darkness overtook my vision.....
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Rocco's POV
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Watching Amica get on her knees so willingly to one of my men and without protest worried me a bit. How broken down is she? Will she pleasure them to? I growled in my mind as I held her small body against mine. Her body shook a bit as she thrashes around as if she was fighting someone. I held her close and whimpers escaped her lips as I layed her gently down on the bed. This woman was already making me seem more nurturing then usual. I layed with her on top of me and wrapped my arms around her small wasit as darkness overtook my vision as well....

Dream
I felt something wet hit my cheek as I lay in bed and looked up at the ceiling.
My eyes made out something spelled by the strange wetness that had dripped on to my cheek.  I looked at the red tinted wetness in my hand as I read the words that said- SHE IS MINE OR NO ONES!! realizing it was blood, I sat up and looked at my Amica that was not laying next to me! Slowly, I looked up and saw her pinned to the ceiling with her throat slit, and that is what was dripping on me! Horrified, I let out a bone chilling scream, and she began to speak "wake up Rocco! Wake up.... "Rocco you are hurting me please wake up!" Amica whimpers as she tries to free my death grip on her tiny waist. I removed my hands and looked down to see panic filled blue eyes mixed with a trying to be brave smile. Amica wiggles free of being under my body, and she runs off to the bathroom relieving herself. Once she got back, she sat down on the bed and rubbed her nonsleepy eyes as her stomach growled.

"Lets get some food," I growled back to my cold self as I dragged Amica down the stairs with me. She stumbled a lot and I sighed and picked her up in my arms liking the way her body fit perfectly against my own. "What would you like Amica?" I growled gently as she tensed sitting on the counter with her blue eyes frosty with tears welling up in them.

"I would like you to not be so demanding to me please," Amica whimpered softly as she cowers back a bit.

I growled and pulled her close to me, our lips were inches apart and I enjoyed the heat between our bodies. "I will do what I want, and you will do as told cause I own you sweetheart.." a soft whimper escaped her lips before she shoved herself off of me with disgust on her face.

"Not all women are sluts Mr. Grim, so do not treat me like one of them..."she demanded me with a pissed off look on her face.