Sold To The Ruthless Alpha

Sofia POVExclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

I tried to stifle my giggle but I just couldn’t. It was so damn funny to see the mighty Mafia Lord, struggling to hide his arousal from a girl, so fucking hilarious.

After he left the room, I continued eating my food with that warm smile on my face, that smile that always comes up whenever I am thinking about him.

I couldn’t help but wonder if I am the only girl in his life. Could there be others like me that he treats with so much love and care or, Am I the only girl that makes him act like a naughty teenager?

I would hate to see him with any other girl, I want him all to myself. I want to be the only girl he holds and caresses every day, I want to be the only girl he serves breakfast in bed, the only girl he kisses.

“Should I tell him that I love him too, would that make him mine? Would that take his eyes off every other girl. I don’t want him looking at any girl, he is mine alone, mine!” I thought within me, shuddering at my jealous and possessive attitude.

When did u become this person?

How can I be having these silly thoughts about a guy that owns me, why am I getting all jealous and possessive of him?

He only said that he loved me, he never said anything that suggests that he wants to spend the rest of his life with me, yet here I am, thinking of a way to have him all to myself. Am such a jealous bitch!

“You better get these dirty thoughts off your head or you’ll find yourself in a really big shit or you’ll get your heart broken by the Mafia Lord.” I chided myself, trying to remind myself that I am only a commodity that he bought with his money, I can’t overstep my boundaries.

When I ate to my fill, I stood up and placed the tray on my bedside table, it is still filled with a lot of food and I hate wasting food. There are a lot of people in the world that don’t have food to eat, it would be a slap on their faces to throw away so much food.

I wonder why Damien had brought so much food for only me to consume. Perhaps he thought he was about to feed a glutton, or maybe he had wanted to eat along with me but his other friend down there just wouldn’t let him sit still for a second.

So hilarious!

It’s been more than thirty minutes since he left, I need to hurry up so I don’t keep him waiting, he must have other things to do or other places to be in but he chose to spend time with me. The least I can do is to try not to keep him waiting so I don’t piss him off.

He said he would be back in about an hour, which means that I have barely thirty minutes to get ready. I took off my clothes and threw them into the laundry basket that is lying by the corner of the room. My pile of dirty clothes is getting larger by the minute. Judging by the size of my laundry basket, you would never believe that I had been here for just one day and one night.

I’ll get it washed when we come back from our outing and sightseeing, I’ll also get my bed done when we get back. Right now, I have to get ready before Damien comes to get me.

I brushed my teeth quickly before getting into the bathtub, washing my body with lightning speed, I had the fastest shower ever recorded in history, and when I stepped out of the bathroom, I had twenty minutes to get dressed before he comes back to get me.

I went to my wardrobe and searched for something nice and comfy that I can wear for a casual outing. I need something simple but attractive, something that would make him drool when he sets his eyes on me.

“Wait, am trying to seduce the Mafia lord?” I asked within me, smiling to myself when I realized that I am indeed trying to get his attention. I hope he doesn’t get mad at me for teasing him with my body.

After searching and scattering through my clothes in the closet, I finally settled for a dark blue high waist jeans, a black off the shoulder sweater, and a pair of black thigh high boots. Then I moved over to the drawer where I keep my undies and I pulled out a black lacy thong and a matching bra.

I first pulled on the thong before wearing my bra and reaching around to hook it. I put my deodorant on, then I lotion my skin. The clock kept ticking and I knew that he would soon walk in on me so I moved faster, getting into my jeans quickly. It was quite a struggle to get it over my ass but after some seconds, I finally got it on, then I buttoned it and pulled up the zipper.

I threw the sweater over my head, spraying some of my body mist. I applied a light makeup, then I took down my hair from the messy bun I had on top of my head, I detailed it, before making a side part, so I can slick it back into a low ponytail.

When I finished with my hair, I grabbed my purse and got out my jewelry. I put on my earrings and wristwatch, I was struggling to hook my necklace when the door pushed open and Damien walked right in, looking so handsome in his casuals.

Do you remember when I said I wanted him to drool when he sets his eyes on me?

Well, guess what, I’m the one that’s drooling right now.

Damn!

This guy is so hot, so cute. He walks up to me, with his eyes locked on mine. I can feel my heart beating faster than usual. He takes the necklace from me and moved behind me, then he pushed my hair to the side and placed a warm kiss on my bare neck, sending warm sensational feelings down my spine.

Then he hooked my necklace and moved aside, checking me out,

“You are so beautiful Sofia, so damn beautiful.” He said so passionately, taking my hand in his as he pulls me into his arms.

“Let’s get the hell out of here before I change my mind and rip off those clothes,” he whispered seductively as he holds my hand and pulls me along with him, taking me out of the room.

“Wait, hold on, I have some leftover food from my breakfast, I have to take it back to the kitchen so it doesn’t get wasted.” I told him with a smile as I turned to head back inside but he pulled me back with a frown,

“That’s not necessary my love, the housekeepers would have it sorted out.,” he reassured me.

I wanted to argue because I know those nice foods would get bad if it is not refrigerated, but I just couldn’t speak out my mind because I can’t afford to piss him off. He may think that am a weirdo if I keep acting like a goody two shoes.

I silently followed him out, keeping my face down as he led me down the stairs. We were just at the foot of the stairs when I got bumped by someone and I nearly tripped, again!

“Watch it, Stacy,” Damien yelled angrily as he catches me in his arms, just the same way it happened last night. Then I looked up at her and it turned out to be the same girl that was glaring angrily at me last night.

Dear God,

This seems like Deja Vu, it’s a repetition of what happened last night, the only difference is that Michael saw her bump into me this time and u got to know her name, “Stacy,”

Why is she trying to hurt me, I don’t even know her?

Michael lifted me up and after making sure I was standing properly again, he turned to her with a death glare, making her now her head in shame, or so I thought.

From the look he was giving her, it felt like he was scolding her but I couldn’t hear any words, it seems like he is scolding her with his eyes or something, I really can’t tell.

“Apologize Stacy. Right now!” he yelled at her, and to my greatest surprise, she obeyed his orders immediately,

“I apologize, I’ll be careful not to bump into you next time.” She said softly, spitting out the words with hate and disgust, with her head still bowed low in respect, or is that fear I hear in her voice?

Whatever it was, am just glad she apologized and I’m hoping she stops bumping into me because I might actually get hurt someday if she keeps doing it.

“This ain’t over,” Damien warned her as he locked his arms with mine and pulled me along, taking me to the exit. So far, this outing has been going less than expected and it’s making me feel quite disheartened.

I hope it all goes well I would hate to jinx it because I’m actually counting it as our first date. My first date with the Mafia Lord.

Yeah, sue me!

I love the guy, what else do you want me to say?