The Mafia's Whore

Chapter 13:The Girl Who Said "Pervert"

Chapter 13:The Girl Who Said "Pervert"

I scowled as another day arises and I was still stuck in this hell hole I awoke by the bickering of the maids, when I my eyes snapped open they all hurried out locking the door behind.

In front of me laid on the empty side beside me was a really short dress, it came to mid thighs and was blue velvet, it had spaghetti strap and it was beautiful but something I would not wear, I preferred denim jeans over dresses.

This would be perfect for one of the bimbo maids who proudly roamed around pulling their dress skirts up hoping to catch the attention of one of the guards which were roaming around.

It had been two days since I last had a shower, as much as I would rather not wear this dress I wanted to be soaked in the water and my skin to feel fresh and not feel like dust had been glued to my skin.

Elliot had not missed a moment to make me feel like his ideal whore, even the thought about what that handsome beast wanted from me fuelled my anger and I wanted to burn him alive.

After I cleaned my self I eyed myself, my reflection on the mirror outlined my curves and my complimented tan skin. My short genetic legs from my mother made me stand out. I refused to wear the jewellery that was left, and also I kept my own heels from the wedding I had won on.

I heard the door click open and I watched as Elliot walked in, he froze as he eyed me up and down I watched something flicker into his eyes before it vanished. He approached me, and continuing being confident I stood my ground.

"You look so much like her." He whispered leaning his face in and inhaling my scent, I froze enjoying the perfume he wore.
"I suggest you keep your perverted thoughts to yourself." I whispered, pushing him away. He seemed to take it by surprise as I watched him stumble a few steps back but he did not fall as much as I wished he had.

"Your coming to a ball with me tomorrow." He spoke, I glared at him and shook my head.
"Never." I responded stubbornly, a cheeky smirk reappeared on his face as he approached me once again but this time he grabbed my chin and pulled my face closer to his.

"Your parents will be there." At the mention of my parents I stiffened, I stared at him trying to tell if he was being honest or not but he was good at concealing his emotion which made me unable to read him.
"How can I trust you." I spoke, he shrugged his shoulders, his smirk no once flattering.

"That's for you to care about. I do not care cherry if you trust me or not, I just want you by my side. If you want to see them then I expect you to be ready for conference I have in the evening, I want you to act like a submissive whore and I will take you along with me." I clenched my fist into a ball as he let go of my chin, I could feel the sting and can already tell he had bruised me but that was too far for my concern I hated how he knew which buttons to press of mine.

"Fine, but if you touch me in places I feel uncomfortable I will show you who Xylia Knight really is." I challenged him, amusement filled his eyes as he nodded his head and turned around to leave he stopped near the door and tilted his head to the side to look at me from the corner of his eyes.

"Katherine and Irene will help you with your hair and make up, do it without a struggle." He spoke before slamming the door close behind him and the same clicking sound of him locking the door and once again I was trapped with in the four walls.

My scowled remained, I looked around the room to find anything interesting to do and my eyes fell on the bookshelf which held many books lined vertically and together. Books were my least favourite, I would prefer movies where I did not need to stress my eyes out and focus deeply in order to get a picture of what the author was trying to say.

"But that's all I have in this room." I sighed, talking to myself as I stood up and approached the bookshelf my finger tip gliding across the book before stopping at a unfamiliar book which I had not read.

I walked towards the bed, laying my legs out crossing them together with my head on the pillow and the book on my hand.

I had not realised how time had flew until the door flew open and the mains walked in, they held small makeup boxes and another box which I assumed were for my hair.

Closing my book I sat up and silently followed them to the dressing up table, I settled in front of the mirror.
"Ruin my face and I will kill you." I threatened, I watched the two maids gulp before nodding their heads. Seriousness was laced in my ton from how I spoke.

Not saying another word the maids took it as a sign to start what they were here for.

An hour or so and I was finally ready, Katherine had done an incredible job and worked her magic making me actually look stunning, but I was not going to tell her that.
Irene had combed my bird nest, and then straightened it to my actual length.

"You look amazing." Irene smiled as she spoke complimenting me, I nodded my head keeping my straight face.
"Who will take me to Elliot?" I asked, they seemed confused and looked at one another. It was the moment when the door opened and my question was answered.

"I thought to come escort you with me, Cherry." I scowled at him and stood up before stomping pass him, I heard him behind me before shortly after his arms laced around my waist and pulled me to him.

"This is my house, Cherry. Where I walk ahead and my followers behind me, and you my whore should be beside me." My scowl deepened and I sent a glare to side of his face, he kept a straight face looking ahead as he guided me.

Just a day more and I will be able to see my parents.