IF asked, Sunny wouldn't be able to tell you the exact pivotal moment she knew she was in too deep and besides, the narrative behind how she got into sex work wasn't something she would be exactly eager and open with to share with anyone and besides, it wasn't even all that interesting. Actually, it was quite simple; she had a sad story to tell, much like every other girl in the service, most of all, she needed the money and lastly, it all started with Nick, it always did; the good-looking, well-dressed guy, armed with a kind smile, a place for them to stay, and eyes that seemed to understand exactly how they felt.
She never meant to become a prostitute. It happened so gradually, she didn't realize it was happening until it was too late. After two years of the abuse, the manipulation, the brain wash from the man who she thought loved and cared for her, Sunny finally gains the courage to leave but it won't be as easy as she thought it would be...
[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE]
Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him.
He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison.
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I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing.
"Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe.
"You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner."
His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins."
WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk.
Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.