WARNING ⚠️ THERE IS CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER THAT COULD TRIGGER SOME READERS
(mentions of cutting, physical and mental abuse, and drinking)
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Lorenzo's POV-
"She will do whatever you need until she completely pays off the 600k." I roll my eyes at this man, "That's going to take a long time for her."
"I don't care what work, make her a god damn prostitute for all I care." He snaps at me. Nobody is allowed to talk to me like that. "You forget who you are speaking to? Watch your fucking tone old man." Anger is rising inside be but I control myself, he isn't worth my time. I glance at Luca who is holding Lawrence's daughter bridal style.
Damn.
She is tiny, probably around 5'4. Her long brown hair hangs down from where Luca is holding her. I can't deny how attractive she is. She wears sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Why the hell is she wearing that in the middle of the summer? Weird.
"Do you want me to go pack her stuff into a bag for you?" Lawrence asks, obvious scared from getting me angry a second ago. Good. He should fear me. "No." I shake my head, "I will go and do it. You just come up with another 200k" I know it is risky pushing his payment even higher, but I doubt this spoiled brat will be able to make me 600k in five lifetimes.
"200k?" Lawrence says, shocked. "Let's call it interest. And your little princess here won't be working for that, come up with it yourself." I demand. He scoffs, but ends up nodding his head. He is lucky I'm not just killing him for being late on my payment. I probably should just shoot him right here right now, but his contacts could be useful to me in the future so I will keep him around at least for a little while. "Her room is down the hall and to the left. Let me call my maid-" but I cut him off, "I'm not helpless Lawrence" "I didn't mean to imply that-" he started talking but I raised my hand signaling for him to be quiet. I tell Luca to take the girl to the car while I throw some of her clothes into a suitcase. I make my way down the hall of their enormous home.
My goodness...
I enter her all white bedroom, then walk into her massive closet. How many clothes does a person need? I sigh, then start grabbing random things off the shelves and hangers. Most of these clothes still had the tags on them, each top costing over $500. After I throw stuff into a suitcase, I head down to the limo and get into the passenger seat.
"You really just threw her in the backseat, Luca?"
"I buckled her seatbelt, she'll be fine." I roll my eyes at him, "Hurry up, I need to get to a meeting." I tell him. He hits the gas and we start speeding through the streets of LA. No cop would be stupid enough to pull us over. "You want me to stick her a guest room?" Luca asks me. "At least until tomorrow." I respond, "I think we should bring her to New York when we head back."
"Have her work in the hotel? He questions, "During the day. Then at night she can bartend or work events." I know it would probably be easier just to force her to a whore house, but my mother would kill me. The Italian Mafia does many illegal things, but sex trafficking is not one of them.
"I bet she's got an amazing body." Luca says while adjusting the mirror to look at her unconscious body in the back seat. "God. How can you even tell with those baggy clothes she's got on." "I have a sixth sense, Enzo." He jokes, I rolled my eyes at him again, which made him chuckle.
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