The Mafia's daring mate

"No matter where you go and what you do. YOU.ARE.MINE" he said the last words slowly but forcefully, his face so close to mine that I could feel his spit hitting my face ,"Get that through your thick head or better yet, think of it like this. You're my favourite pet, and I have to make sure you can never run away. Ever."

The idea itself made me sick and infuriated me, what kind of sick person does that?

"You bastard!" I hissed through the pain, targeting it all through my words "I'm a fucking human being not some package"

"We are in the 21st century not in the medieval fucking times!" My anger and insults seemed to amuse him only more as I heard his chuckle before he let go of my arm.

"Hate to break it you, but I don't give a fuck" his fake sympathy made me clench my jaw. His hand now stroking loose hair. "After all, you are my toy."

Outraged my hand connected with his cold cheek, "You twisted fuck, I don't give a fuck if you kill me now or later, I would rather die than be your slu-"

The loud slamming of his fist against the door behind me made me stop.
His warm hand now gripping hard onto my cheeks "Remember your father's debt and try running your smart mouth again and I swear I might fulfil your wish or I might end your brothers life instead, how about that"