𝑴𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓|| 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌

Prologue

He took a step towards her and decreased the distance by leaning his lips near her ear.

"Doll, mine to have, mine to ruin." He whispered with his husky and needy voice. Inhaling her sweet scent, which was enough to make him go insane.

Not only her scent but her breathtaking beauty, her doll like face, her flawless skin, her deep green eyes. All of them were enough of a drug to make him crave from her.

He caressed her hair and tucked a strand of it behind her ear before starting to place butterfly kisses all over her face. On her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks and finally sealing with a peck on her lips.

Her breathing got heavy. Her skin started burning with desire.

He whispered, which sent chills down her spine.

"Strip, for me doll Strip. Let me have you."

He had a pure lunatic look, while staring at her. Her body shivered from fear, tears started racing down from her rosy cheeks.

She started stripping herself, throwing her clothes at the corner with her teary eyes fixed to the empty cold floor.
But she can not help herself, she had no other choices rather than obeying her beast like master.

"Do you even know how much, how much I wanted to have you doll, to adore you. How much long I've waited. Now you're mine. Only mine." he whispered, licking her earlobe. Lust lingering in his mind.

But soon She felt a gun being pressed against her body. Terror started rising in her body. It was so sudden for her.

"Let's play a game, doll." he whispered in a husky voice to make her frighten even more.

Later he took out a belt and blindfold in his hand, with a wide smirk plastered on his plump lips.

He secured the dark black blindfold on her green eyes, leaving gentle touches and traces on her already naked body.

"If you shed another tear then I will make sure you will be punished even more, doll." he said in a intimidating voice, making her gulp in horror.

The monster was not going to leave her, unless he owns her. He slowly tied her hands with his belt and takes a sharp knife in his hands.

"Let's play with a knife doll. Now,tell me who owns you?" Possessiveness in his voice.

New tears began flowing. She doesn't reply. She was feeling some strange weird things, so awful and dreadful.

He played with the knife, slowly trailing down the cold sharp metal on her sensitive skin, making sure to leave soft red marks.

"Ah-h master." The girl shrieks.

"Tell me, my doll, who owns you?" He again asked, demanding. But still that poor soul stayed still in her place, she didn't respond. She was froze in her place and as if it was really hard to say those dreadful words.

This time that monster has taken the belt in his hands.

Smack

Smack

Smack

" Y-you master, You own me. You own my soul and my b-body. " she said shuttering in pain and fear.

" Who are you? " He asked in a stern voice.

" yours doll. " she replies stuttering.

" Who is the owner of your soul? "

"Only you m-master." she said, her lively green eyes completely dead and numb. No tears, no hatred, no fear visible.

She was broken. He has destroyed her soul, made scars that were too deep to even be healed. She felt nothing at this point as she got way too used to all this torturing.

Who was to be blamed?

It is her cruel fate.

And the demon, Jack parker

The monster kept playing with her fragile body.

She was helpless, broken but indeed her master was her choosen fate. No matter how much she tries escaping, at the end she will end up with him.

She was already suffering and to make her life even more painful, he came. She was a broken doll.

His to devour

His to admire

His stripper doll..

A cruel game of destiny starts.

She was a caged doll in the devil's den, that demon was possessing her in his cage.

Story of a mafia and his stripper.

"She was a beauty that he yearns to conquere"

'MYSTERIOUS STRIPPER"

Next will be updated soon!!