BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
BY KATHY D
(ABDUCTED)
Hacker burst into the room, a huge grin on his face. “Brother, What’s up?” he exclaimed, barely containing his excitement.
Alessandro looked up from his desk, a hint of a frown on his face. ” I told you not to call me that,” he warned.
“I just can’t help it, sorry bro, I mean boss” Hacker said with a cute pout. “You call for me?” He was barely able to hide his excitement.
“I need a favor.” Alessandro said and scoffed after seeing his wide grin.
Hacker’s eyes widened. “Anything, boss! What do you need?”
“I want you to dig up some information on the remaining three dons,” Alessandro said, his voice low and serious. “I want to know how I can meet them privately.”
Hacker’s brow furrowed. “You’re not thinking of taking them out, are you? I mean, you’re not the one who killed Conti, are you?”
Alessandro’s expression turned cold. “No, I am not. And I don’t condone such actions. I just need to… discuss some business with them.”
Hacker nodded, though his eyes still held a hint of skepticism. “Okay, boss. I’ll make sure to help” he said.
As he turned to leave, he called out to Harmony, who was just coming out of the kitchen “Hey Hammy” he grin while walking closer to her
Harmony came closer to him nervously, “What’s up?” She asked.
“We’re going to play a game in my room are you free now?,” Hacker asked and grabbed her hand. Harmony looks towards Alessandro and their eyes meet, she quickly releases herself from his grip.
“I am very busy right now, I don’t think I can come,” she said .
“That’s sad, I was planning a lot of fun though, see you then” he said and left, Harmony remained standing on a spot, she didn’t even know what to do.
“Aren’t you going to clean my wound?” Alessandro’s cold voice snapped her out.
Harmony’s hands trembled as she cleaned and dressed Alessandro’s gunshot wound. She couldn’t meet his gaze, afraid of the cold glare that seemed to pierce through her soul. “The wound is almost healed,” she stammered, trying to hide her fear.
Alessandro’s expression didn’t change, but he nodded curtly. “Good. Lead me to the dining room.”
Harmony hesitated, but Alessandro’s commanding tone left no room for argument. She led him to the dining room, where a lavish spread of food awaited. Alessandro gestured for her to sit and eat, but Harmony’s appetite had vanished under his intimidating gaze.
As they ate, Alessandro’s silence was oppressive, making Harmony’s skin crawl. When she tried to leave, Alessandro’s voice stopped her. “You’re not going anywhere. Bring all your belongings to my mansion. You’ll be living with me from now on.”
Harmony’s eyes widened in shock. “W-what? Why?”
Alessandro’s gaze turned glacial. “You’ll do as I say.”
Harmony’s heart raced as she realized the true extent of Alessandro’s control. She was trapped, and her life keep taking dramatic turns.
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Star pouted sadly as she helped Harmony pack her belongings. “I’m going to miss you so much,” Star said, her voice trembling.
Harmony smiled reassuringly. “We’ll always see each other, Star. Don’t worry.”
But Star looked unconvinced. “It’s not the same as having you here with me.”
Harmony hugged Star tightly. “I’ll be fine, I promise. We are going to see each other all the time.”
As they finished packing, Harmony picked up her bags and headed out the door. The gang members couldn’t help but stare and whisper as she walked by, her belongings in tow. The news of her moving in with Alessandro had spread like wildfire, and everyone seemed to have an opinion about it.
Sniper, in particular, looked furious. She glared at Harmony from across the room, her eyes blazing with anger. If looks could kill, Harmony would have been dead on the spot.
When she enter the room given to her, her jaw dropped in awe. The room was enormous, with a massive queen-sized bed, a walk-in closet, and a bathroom that rivaled a spa.
Harmony couldn’t believe her eyes. She had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. She dropped her bags on the floor and ran to the bed, jumping on it with excitement.
“Wow!” she exclaimed, bouncing on the soft mattress. “This is amazing!”
She explored every nook and cranny of the room, marveling at the luxury that surrounded her. The bathtub, the closet, the bathroom – everything was top-notch.
As she settled in, Harmony couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. She had never imagined she’d be living in a place like this, especially with someone like Alessandro.
She lay on the soft bed and let out a smile but it turn sour when she realizes things maybe worst than before.
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.Harmony quickly turned a corner, trying to avoid Hacker. Alessandro’s warning had been clear: stay away from Hacker. She didn’t want to risk any trouble or displeasure from Alessandro.
As she walked, she didn’t notice Mauler standing in front of her until she almost bumped into her.
“Hey, Harmony,” Mauler said with a smile. “I wanted to catch you and apologize about the other day.”
Harmony hesitated, unsure of what to say. “Oh, it’s okay. I know you are not like that” she said with a smile.
Just then, Harmony’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and excused herself. Alessandro actually give her a phone, though it only have his contact”I have to go, Mauler. Nice running into you.”
As Harmony hurried off, Mauler called out, “Hey, it wasn’t me that day… it was my twin sister!”
But Harmony was already gone, not hearing Mauler’s words. Mauler chuckled to herself, wondering if Harmony even knew she(Mauler )had an identical twin sister.
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Stalker sight Reaper and went to meet him, he was surprised to see her since she hate talking to him.
“What are you doing now?” She asked calmly.
“Nothing, I just want to train” he said.
“Then let trash together, I am bored anyway “ she said and dragged him with her to the training room, he was still confused but just smile instead , he will just have a lot of fun till her cold self will come back.
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Godfather Marco summoned Virus to his study, a hint of concern etched on his face. “Virus, I need to ask you something. Is Alessandro losing focus?”
Virus raised an eyebrow. “What makes you think that, Godfather?”
“Alessandro’s recent… arrangements,” Marco said, his tone laced with disapproval. “He’s asked that Harmony girl to move into his room. I want a strong man, Virus. I don’t want any weakness in you both.”
Virus shrugged. “It’s nothing, Godfather. Harmony is just Alessandro’s sex slave. Nothing more.”
Marco’s expression turned skeptical. “You’re certain that’s all it is?”
Virus nodded. “Positive. Alessandro knows better than to let his personal life compromise our operations.”
Marco’s gaze narrowed. “If that’s the case, then why is he making such… unconventional choices?”
Virus smirked. “Don’t worry about it, Godfather. Alessandro knows what he’s doing.”
Marco’s eyes lingered on Virus, as if searching for something. “Do you trust Alessandro that much, Virus?”
Virus’s smile faltered for a moment before he replied, “Of course, Godfather. I trust him with my life, and I think you should do thesame too.” Virus said.
Marco’s expression remained unconvinced. “Very well. You may go, Virus. But keep an eye on Alessandro. I don’t want any surprises.”
Virus nodded and turned to leave. “I have somewhere to be, Godfather. I’ll make sure to keep tabs on him.”
As Virus exited the study, Marco’s eyes clouded with concern. He wasn’t convinced that Alessandro’s focus wasn’t wavering. And if Virus was wrong… Marco’s thoughts trailed off, his mind racing with the implications.
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Virus scanned the club, his eyes searching for Rica’s familiar face. But all he saw was her twin brother Rico, tending bar with a stoic expression. Virus knew better than to approach him – the twins were bound by a strict no-talking rule when working.
Just as Virus was about to give up and leave, a staff member approached him. “Sir, would you like to visit our VIP lounge? We have a special occasion tonight.”
Virus hesitated for a moment, but his desire to find Rica won out. He agreed to go to the VIP lounge, hoping against hope that she would be there.
As he entered the lounge, Virus was immediately struck by the lavish decor and the rowdy atmosphere. Men were cheering and chanting, their eyes fixed on the stage where a woman was dancing.
And then Virus saw her. Rica. His heart stopped as he watched her strip, her body moving seductively to the music. The men around him were cheering and throwing money, their eyes hungry with desire.
Virus’s fury ignited, and he pushed his way through the crowd, his eyes fixed on Rica. He dragged her off the stage, pulling her into the wings where they could be alone.
“What the hell are you doing, Rica?” Virus demanded, his voice low and dangerous. “I came here looking for you, and I find you doing…this?”
Rica shrugged, her expression defiant. “None of your business, Virus. Just leave me alone and stop coming to the club.”
Virus’s mind reeled in shock. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Rica, was a stripper? He thought he knew her, but now he realized he didn’t know her at all.
Rica pushed past him, while trying to hide her tears, she had to do this if she wants to be safe from her father wrath, she clean her tears and returned to the stage, leaving Virus standing in stunned confusion. He watched as she continued to dance, her body moving seductively to the music. Virus felt a wave of anger wash over him, but he knew he had no right to be angry. Rica was an adult, and she could make her own choices.
But as he watched her, Virus couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Rica didn’t seem like the type of person to strip, especially in her father’s club, What was she hiding? And why was she pushing him away?
He turn and left, Rica eyes were on him till he was out of sight, she clean her tears and focus on her dance, her heart was boiling, she wish she could kill all this hungry useless men, she felt dirty, so dirty, she will never forgive her father for this, never.
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Hardin’s fists flew at the punching bag, his muscles flexing with each powerful strike. Sweat dripped from his brow, and his breathing was steady and focused. He was in his element, lost in the physicality of his training.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Snake walked in. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in the sight of Hardin’s bare torso, his muscles rippling with each punch. She froze, her gaze fixed on him like a deer caught in headlights.
Hardin didn’t notice her at first, too caught up in his training. But as he paused to wipe the sweat from his eyes, he saw Snake standing there, her face pale and her eyes wide with a mix of fear and shame.
For a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable. Hardin’s eyes narrowed, sensing something was wrong. Snake’s gaze darted around the room, as if searching for an escape route.
Then, without a word, Snake quickly turned and fled the room, leaving Hardin wondering what was wrong with her? Why was she still acting like this?
Hardin’s mind raced with questions as he returned to his training.
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Under the cover of darkness, a group of masked intruders snuck onto the Ruthless Reapers’ territory, avoiding detection by exploiting a weak point in the fence. With precision, they used their tools to disconnect the electrical shocker, creating a breach.
The intruders moved swiftly, avoiding the cameras and making their way towards Alessandro’s mansion. It was clear they had been here before, knowing the layout and navigating the grounds with ease.
As they approached the mansion, they encountered Harmony, who was leaving the building. With swift and silent movements, they drugged her and took her away.
Meanwhile, the intruder alarm sounded, and the gang members sprang into action, ready to defend their territory. But the intruders were long gone, disappearing into the night with Harmony.
The Ruthless Reapers scrambled to respond, moving swiftly to secure the perimeter and search for any signs of the intruders. But it was too late.
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Alessandro strode into his mansion, his mind still racing with the possible reasons behind the intruders’ visit. He had already checked the control room and weapon room, but nothing seemed to be missing. It didn’t make sense.
As he entered the living room, he suddenly realized that something was off. He couldn’t perceive Harmony’s scent. He usually could sense her presence, but now… nothing.
Alessandro look around as he quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Hacker’s number.
“Hey, have you seen Harmony?” Alessandro asked, trying to keep his tone calmly.
“No, I haven’t seen her,” Hacker replied. “I thought she was with you.”
Alessandro’s grip on the phone tightened. “She’s not. I need you to track her location.”
“Already on it,” Hacker said. “But I’m not getting any signal from her phone”
Alessandro’s mind raced with worst-case scenarios. Where was Harmony? And why couldn’t he sense her presence?.
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Alessandro and Virus huddled around the CCTV monitor, eyes scanning the footage. “Play it again,” Alessandro growled, his jaw clenched in anger. Hardin was behind them with a worried look.
Virus obliged, rewinding the tape to show the intruders’ entrance. This time, they paid closer attention to the masks. “Overlord Rosario’s empire,” Virus muttered, recognizing the symbol.
Alessandro’s face darkened. “He is behind this, that bastard” he said with gritted teeth.
The footage showed the intruders expertly avoiding cameras, making their way to Harmony’s location. Alessandro’s grip on the table tightened as he watched them drug and carry her away.
“I’m going after them,” Alessandro declared, already heading for the door.
Hardin stepped forward. “I’m coming with you. Harmony’s my sister.”
Alessandro didn’t even acknowledge him. “Virus, get the car ready.”
Virus nodded and followed Alessandro out. Hardin trailed behind, determined to join the pursuit.
Alessandro roared off on his power bike, leaving Virus and Hardin to follow in a car. But as they hit the streets, Alessandro’s bike vanished into the night.
“Where’d he go?” Hardin asked, scanning the roads.
Virus frowned. “I don’t know. He’s gone.”
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One of the intruders yelled at Harmony, who was crying, “Shut up, bitch!” His face twisted in a snarl, revealing a cruel grin. Another one scoffed, “You should be happy, Lord Roman want you.” He leered at her, his eyes gleaming with malice. Harmony pleaded, “Please let me go,” but that only angered them further. One of them hit her hard, and she cried out in pain, her face contorted in anguish.
As they sped away, a bike suddenly appeared in the distance. The driver didn’t stop and kept driving closer to the car. The person on the bike pulled out a gun and shot out all the car’s tires. The car screeched to a halt right in front of the bike.
The intruders got out of the car, their faces red with rage. “Who the fuck are you?” one of them growled, his eyes blazing with fury. The biker slowly removed his helmet, revealing Alessandro’s face. His eyes narrowed into slits, his jaw clenched in anger.
He gave them a murderous smirk and said, “I think you’re all going to be six feet underground for touching what’s mine with your filthy hands.” His voice dripped with venom, his gaze cold and deadly.
BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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