BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 1 – 10
BY KATHY D
(DOOMED)
“Harmony!” A voice called outside. Harmony turned tiredly and opened her eyes, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She was sitting on the floor with her head on the bed, having fallen asleep that way while watching over the stranger at night.
“Harmony, are you still sleeping?” Her brother called again, raising an eyebrow in concern. She quickly sprang up, running toward the door with a worried expression. She came out, closing the door behind her so he wouldn’t see her room.
“Good morning, brother!” She greeted with a bright smile, trying to hide her fatigue.
“How are you? Are you okay? You look really stressed,” Her brother asked worriedly, furrowing his brow as he examined her face. “Didn’t you have a good sleep?”
“I’m okay, brother,” She said nervously, fidgeting with her hands. “You don’t have to worry.”
“You were already asleep when I came yesterday. I brought your favorite ice cream; you can take it from the freezer,” Her brother said, and she hugged him happily, her face lighting up with a smile.
“Thank you so much, Hard Guy!” She said cutely, batting her eyelashes.
“I made breakfast. You should eat and listen to your teacher. Don’t play games when she’s teaching you. I don’t want her to report you again,” Hardin said calmly, giving her a stern look.
“I won’t,” She said, though she wasn’t so sure of that, looking down sheepishly.
“I should go now. I’ll be back very early today. I’ll bring something special for you,” He said, pecking her cheek before leaving. He rode his bicycle to his workplace, whistling a happy tune. He actually owned a small local bar where he sold cocktails and alcohol.
Harmony let out a sigh of relief before going back to her room. The man was still asleep, which she expected since he was burning up with fever last night. She was even afraid he might die. He was also battling some nightmares, whimpering all night, making her wonder what he must have been through. He must have faced a lot for him to have such nightmares.
She stared at his face for a while. He was really handsome, and she felt shy just staring. She sighed and went into the bathroom, needing to prepare herself for her lesson soon. She didn’t want her teacher to complain to her brother.
She wore all her undies in the bathroom because she didn’t feel comfortable dressing in front of a man, even if he was asleep. Her brother had warned her against that.
She came out with her towel wrapped around her body, removed it, and opened her wardrobe. The color purple was everywhere, with a few other colors.
“You must really like the color purple a lot,” A deep voice said. Harmony quickly turned back, picking up her towel and wrapping it around her body. Alessandro raised his eyebrows, looking at her, though not as if she was naked anyway. He had a hint of amusement on his face.
“I won’t look, okay? You can wear your clothes,” He muttered, turning his back on her. Harmony watched him for a while before starting to dress when she was sure he wouldn’t look.
“I’m done,” She said in her angelic voice. Alessandro turned back to her, his sinful eyes roaming around her body. Harmony started fidgeting with her fingers, something she only did when nervous. She looked down, avoiding eye contact.
“Thanks,” She finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.
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Harmony returned with her breakfast, her brother always made extra in case she wanted more, and she was really happy about that today because she would be able to feed Alessandro. She dropped the food in front of him, and he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“Did you make this?” He asked, his brow furrowed in curiosity.
“No, my brother did,” she smiled, her cheeks flushing pink.
“He’s good,” Alessandro said with a smile, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
“Yeah,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Where is he? Does he know about me?” He asked calmly, his expression serious.
“He doesn’t. He will scold me if he knows. He may even call the cops,” she said gently, her eyes wide with concern.
“Well, that’s the right thing to do. You shouldn’t allow a stranger into your house. You don’t know what the person could do,” Alessandro muttered, his brow furrowed in disapproval. He watched as she walked closer, her movements graceful and fluid. She suddenly placed her hand on his forehead to feel his temperature.
“You’re okay now,” she said, smiling brightly, her eyes shining with relief.
“Are you worried?” He asked, his expression softening.
“I was. I thought something bad would happen,” she said cutely, her lower lip trembling slightly. He watched her, and without being told, he could tell she was naive and cute. He was a little amazed since he wasn’t used to someone like that.
“You should shower. I’ll get clothes for you,” she said quickly and ran out of the room, her ponytail bouncing behind her. He finished his breakfast before going into her bathroom. The place was small and tiny, just like her. He couldn’t even use her bathtub. He saw that all her soap, toothbrush, and even her towel were purple.
“What is she exactly?” He scoffed, his eyes rolling in disbelief. He came out after bathing, his hair damp and messy. Her towel couldn’t even wrap around him. She looked really small too. He saw an hoodie and a trouser on the bed. She must have dropped it there. He picked it up and wore it. It was tight, but he could deal with that.
She came in and chuckled. “You must be really big. I don’t have any other clothes to give. Those are my brother’s, but I think you are bigger than him.” She said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“Don’t worry about that, Gattino (kitten),” he said coolly, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“That’s not my name,” she pouted, her lower lip sticking out.
“I know, but I think it fits you better,” he said, his smile mischievous. “Give me your phone.” He said after a moment of silence, and she quickly handed it over to him. He did something on it before handing it over to her.
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A few minutes later, there was a loud noise outside her house, so she quickly ran out. She was surprised to see four cars outside, some men in black came out, holding guns. She gasped in shock and wanted to run back inside, but was stopped.
“Miss, we are here for our boss, Venom,” a man said. He was Blade, Godfather Marco’s right-hand man.
“Your… boss?” Harmony said nervously, her eyes wide with fear.
“Come in, Blade,” Alessandro said from inside, and Blade bowed before entering inside. Harmony was confused. She just remained outside until they both came out of her house. Alessandro was now clad in a suit, which made him look really attractive.
“Thanks for your hospitality, Gattino. I will have to go now,” he said calmly and started going. They opened the door for him, and he was about to enter when she suddenly shouted.
“Hey… I didn’t know your name!”
He smiled, but it soon disappeared, replaced with a dangerous glare.
“You don’t have to know because I don’t think we will be meeting soon,” he said and entered his car.
“This is for the hospitality,” Blade said and dropped a black card in her palm. She watched as they all entered the car and drove away.
“Why am I wishing for him to stay more?” she thought, shaking her head before going back inside. She looked at the card in her hand, wondering what it was used for. It was a black debit card with a certain amount of money loaded onto it. She didn’t know why Alessandro had given it to her, but she felt a sense of gratitude towards him.
As she entered her house, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of confusion. Why did she feel a pang of disappointment when Alessandro left? She didn’t even know him. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. She looked at the card again, turning it over in her hand. It was a simple No name, no message. Just a card.
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THE EVIL SYNDICATE
Pedro sat in his office, laptop open, a pack of weed on his lip. He was expecting his men, but they hadn’t arrived. He couldn’t wait to hear the feedback. He had everything recorded, ready to show the other mafias, especially Godfather Marco, how he had easily killed his supposed backbone.
A guard called him, and he quickly left his office. Outside, all the clan members were gathered, watching the bodies of the twenty men Pedro had sent to the game. They all had gunshot wounds.
“He killed them all,” the guard said, as another guard brought out a laptop and played a video. It showed the explosion and how they had pursued him, the gunshots he received. “He can’t survive that,” Pedro smirked, but frowned when he saw a girl dragging him into her apartment. “Did she treat him or what?” he asked angrily.
“Who is she?” he demanded, fuming. “I actually did some research, and I was shocked at what I found out,” his right-hand man said.
“What is it?” Pedro asked.
“She is the daughter of Antonio Argento,” he said.
“Do you mean the doctor who mysteriously disappeared some years ago?” Pedro asked.
“He is the one, Don,” the man said, and a wide smile spread across Pedro’s face. “This is getting more interesting than I thought. I think we will be giving her a visit. Get ready, I need fifty men.”
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THE RUTHLESS REAPERS
As you step into the heart of “The Ruthless Reapers” territory, you’re immediately enveloped in a dimly lit, foreboding atmosphere. The air is thick with the scent of smoke, whiskey, and a hint of violence. You can hear the soft hum of hushed conversations, the clinking of glasses, and the occasional burst of menacing laughter.
Alessandro came out of the car and went straight to Godfather Marco’s room. The man was smoking when he arrived, and a smile appeared on his face. “I know you can’t die just like that, you are not my backbone for nothing,” Godfather Marco said. “I am going to kill that punk, I don’t care if it wasn’t allowed among mafias or not,” Alessandro said, his voice sounding deadly. “You are permitting, I don’t know why those jerks left their boss to die. I am giving them a well-deserved punishment already,” Godfather Marco said. “You should release them, I told them to leave. You received the package, right?” Alessandro asked. “I do, what are you going to do with it anyway?” Godfather Marco asked calmly. “It’s private, so when are you going to start your revenge?” Godfather Marco asked. “Sooner than later,” Alessandro smirked, getting rid of all those people. “I am always at your back in everything,” Godfather Marco said. “I know,” Alessandro muttered and left the room. “He is really my backbone,” Godfather Marco chuckled and continued smoking.
“Venom, I am so happy you are alive, I missed you last night too,” Snake said, one of the gang members, a total bitch.
“I am tired right now,” Alessandro said coldly.
“Should I come tonight and make you feel really good?” She smiled.
“Not today,” he said and left.
“I think you should stop trying, he is never going to long at you,” Ghost, one of the gang members, said behind her, the youngest among the females but really good.
“Watch your mouth, kid, or I might just kill you right now and hide your body,” Snaks threatened and left. “What a bitch,” Ghost rolled her eyes and went to join others.
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Alessandro’s Room
He took off his clothes, and the clan’s doctor came in immediately with medical instruments. He started treating his wounds while Alessandro sat. “The person who treated you did a really good job,” the doctor said, as the door opened, and a cute boy came in, lollipop between his lip, holding a laptop. His name was Hacker, the youngest member in the clan. “I am happy that you are back, boss,” Hacker said with a smile.
“Find that jerk for me right now,” Alessandro said, ignoring him. Hacker pouted sadly before tapping on his laptop, the doctor still treating his back.
“Pedro owns a small clan called the Evil Syndicate, he is fifty years old, he has a daughter and a son…” He kept saying while Alessandro listened. “Can you check his location now?” Alessandro asked. “Sure, boss,” Hacker said and tapped on his laptop.
Here is the revised text with added facial expressions:
“Pedro owns a small clan called the Evil Syndicate, he is fifty years old, he has a daughter and a son…” Hacker continued, his eyes wide with excitement. “He is currently on his way to a location, but I’m not sure where it is.”
Alessandro’s frowned, his eyes narrowing in concern. “Get some men and follow me immediately,” he ordered, standing up and putting on another cloth. His face was set in a determined expression.
“Why? You haven’t healed yet, Godfather won’t allow that,” Hacker said worriedly, his brow furrowed in concern.
“I don’t repeat myself,” Alessandro said firmly, his jaw clenched in frustration. He turned to leave, his eyes flashing with anger.
“This is bad,” Hacker said worriedly, his eyes wide with fear. He quickly followed Alessandro out of the room.
Some men joined Alessandro, their faces set in determined expressions. They knew what was at stake, and they were ready too.
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“Welcome, Hard Guy,” Harmony said, hugging her brother tightly. He had returned early today, just as he had promised. “Look what I got for you,” he said, handing her a present. She collected it and opened it excitedly, gasping and hugging him when she saw the matching purple sneakers. “Thank you so much, brother,” she said, beaming.
“You should continue with your game; I’m going to make something for lunch,” he said, and she nodded. As he was about to leave, his eyes caught sight of a black card on her table. “Where did you get this?” he asked, his brow furrowed in concern.
“A friend came to me; he was wounded, and I treated him,” she said. Hardin’s eyes widened in panic when he saw the initials “ADs” on the card. Everyone in Italy knew that it stood for Alessandro DeSantos. “We should get out of here right now,” he said, grabbing her hand.
“What’s going on, brother?” she asked worriedly. “That will be later,” he said, his face set in a determined expression. But they were shocked to see a fleet of cars outside. “Antonio Argento’s children, it’s nice to meet you,” Pedro said, smirking.
“Don’t come closer,” Hardin warned, hiding Harmony behind him. He also pulled out a gun, which shocked his sister. “Get them,” Pedro ordered, and his men charged towards them. Hardin fought hard, but he was soon overpowered.
“You really tried, but you failed,” Pedro chuckled. “What do you want from us?” Hardin yelled angrily. Harmony was shivering in fear, feeling like everything was a dream.
“Get them into the car,” Pedro said, and his men grabbed them. Alessandro arrived immediately, and Pedro’s eyes widened in shock when he saw him. Alessandro’s lips curled into a cold smile as he walked closer.
“So, what are you planning to do with them?” Alessandro asked, his voice low and deadly. His eyes gleamed with determination. Pedro’s eyes narrowed, his face pale with fear. “Alessandro, I-” he started, but Alessandro cut him off.
“You’re a dead man,” Alessandro said, his voice cold and deadly. His face was set in a triumphant expression. Pedro’s eyes widened in terror as Alessandro’s men closed in on him.
“Are you still going to kill me even if I have something that might be useful in your revenge?” Pedro asked.
“What is it?” Alessandro asked angrily. Pedro walked closer to whisper something in his ear. Alessandro’s frown deepened as he stared at the two siblings.
He moved towards Harmony, who was still shivering.
“What is your father’s name?” he asked coldly. “Doctor Antonio Argento,” she said, and he glared at her angrily, the memory of that fateful night filling his head.
“Your death has been postponed,” Alessandro said to Pedro and glared at the two siblings.
“Take them and let’s go,” Alessandro said and entered the car. His men carried Hardin and his sister and drove away. Pedro watched until they were out of sight, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
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