Don't try to change me

Part 5

I tried to look at him with all my courage.

Hell yes he was damn gorgeous.
A sexy gorgeous fucking murderer.
His eyes were cold and stare was still. He bent towards me brought his joint to me and whispered.
"Take a puff at it and fuck it"

I shook my head at his words. Without any further moment his cigarette was lifted into my mouth and I was puffing at it.
I hit fucking few seconds and exhaled out the smoke.

He withdrew it back and took it into his mouth.
It felt like a venom and stung every part of my body.
It wasn't just marijuana. It was some other fucking drug.
I felt myself feeling woozy and lightheaded.
I started getting comfortable with the devil.

His stares still focused on me as he took another hit and breathed the smoke at my face.

"So what the fuck is your name bitch"

I tried to focus on his words with my dizzy brain.

"you still will call me bitch if I tell you my name"

An evil smile crossed his face as he spread his arm at the upper edge of the couch.

"You're right bitch"

After like few minutes he got up from the couch and stood behind the couch where I was sitting. He cocked his head towards me and brought his joint back to my mouth.

I took another nice hit and smoked out. May be this was the only way to get release from my all sufferings.

"Yaya...my name is Yaya" I said emotionless.

He only nodded and took off his robe and threw it on the couch beside me.

And yes there stood the Satan in all his glory. God had sculpted this Satan himself. Well proportioned from every aspect from every corner.
I grazed down to his chest which was pleasantly hairy to his abdominal muscles...
six packs no no eight packs.
He was made of steel from outside and from the heart.

I got lost into that damn gorgeous evil.

Was that because of that drug...or the aura and redolence of his robe placed by my side...or his presence captivated me???

"Do you know why did I buy you?" He asked me heading towards a gigantic hammer strength.

"To have sex with me" I spat back on instant.

"Yes obviously I would but if I only wanted sex that I could have with any fucking whore... why would I spend my huge money on you"

He said evilness plastered on his face...no guilt no shame!!!

I was stunned at his words.

"My advisories asked me to get someone to stand by me for the stability of my mafia.... some beautiful whore like you who can go out with me.. attend gatherings with me and who can deal with my men and women so that my mafia would get more powerful and settled in the whole world"

His words just confused me....why did he choose me for all that???

"Wtf ....I thought you bought me for your personal pleasure like a fucking whore you think of me"

"Well yes you would be so badly used by me and I can assure you that I m a beast in bed little virgin" he glided his arms to the metallic stands of the machine.