BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 81 – 90
BY KATHY D
Harmony remained frozen in her spot, watching as Alessandro pulled away from Rita’s embrace. “Rita, why are you here?” he asked calmly, his expression neutral.
Rita smiled brightly. “I really wanted to see you again, after finally meeting you in Russia. I want to get to know you better.”
Alessandro muttered a brief “Oh” before asking, “Why are you here, specifically?”
Rita’s smile grew wider. “I’ll be staying here for a month. I want to tour the whole city, and I thought it would be more fun with you as my guide.”
Alessandro raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
Rita walked past him, her eyes fixed on Harmony. “My leg is hurting, I think I’ll take a seat.” She stopped in front of Harmony, a deep frown etched on her face. “Who is she?”
Alessandro hesitated before introducing Harmony. “I am–”
Rita cut him off with a fake smile. “You must be the maid. I’m Venom’s friend, Rita.”
Harmony muttered a quiet “Nice to meet you,” her eyes fixed on Rita’s confrontational stance.
Rita’s gaze lingered on Harmony, her expression unreadable. “So, Alessandro, show me around. I want to see everything.”
Alessandro nodded, his eyes flicking between Rita and Harmony. “Let’s go.”
As they walked away, Harmony felt a pang of unease. Something about Rita didn’t feel right.
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“Wow, I’m perceiving a nice aroma,” Rita said, her eyes lighting up as she walked into the dining room. She smiled brightly when she saw the noodles on the table.
“You didn’t tell me you were about to eat. Can I join?” she asked Alessandro, her smile radiant.
Alessandro muttered a brief “Sure, you can” and sat down, his eyes fixed on Rita as she sat down right next to him. She dished out the food into the bowls, her movements graceful and confident.
Harmony arrived with the orange juice, her heart sinking as she saw Rita and Alessandro sitting together. She served them both, her hands shaking slightly as she poured the juice. She watched in silence as they began to eat, her sadness palpable.
Rita glanced up at Harmony, her expression dismissive.
“I think you should leave. You’re making us uncomfortable,” she said, her voice dripping with condescension.
Harmony looked toward Alessandro, hoping he would intervene, but he nodded in agreement with Rita.
“Yeah, you can go,” he said, his voice cold.
Harmony’s heart broke at his words. She had been looking forward to eating with him all day. She turned and left the room, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She went to her brother’s room, seeking solace in his presence.
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“What’s going on?” Hardin asked the moment Harmony came into his room, his voice filled with concern. He could tell by her body language that something was wrong.
“It’s nothing,” Harmony said, trying to brush it off, but Hardin knew better.
He pulled her into a hug. “I know when something’s wrong, and you know not telling me only makes me more worried,” he said calmly, stroking her hair.
Harmony sighed, feeling a lump form in her throat. “It’s just Alessandro. He’s always acting weird. One moment he’s nice, and the next, he’s cold as ice.”
Hardin’s expression turned thoughtful. “Did you like Alessandro?” he asked suddenly.
Harmony scoffed. “What? No, why would you even ask that?”
Hardin smiled. “Because I’m sure you’re talking about him. And nothing’s bad if you love him. At least he’s trustworthy.”
Harmony hesitated, unsure of her feelings. “I don’t know if I do.”
Hardin’s expression turned reassuring. “You’ll figure it out soon, I’m sure of that.”
Harmony nodded, feeling a bit better. “Can I stay with you tonight? He’s got someone special, and I know he won’t be needing me.”
Hardin chuckled. “Sure thing, sis. You’re always welcome here.”
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RICO’S ROOM
Rico entered his room, expecting an empty space, but instead, he found Star laying on the couch, her gentle snores filling the air. He smiled, his heart warming at the sight.
He walked over to the dining table and was greeted by the delicious aroma of dinner. Star must have prepared it for him, waiting for his return, but exhaustion got the better of her. Rico’s eyes softened as he took in the spread before him.
As he sat down to eat, he couldn’t help but think about how far they’d come. Life hadn’t been easy when Pedro was still alive, but the clan had accepted him and Rica with open arms, treating them like family. Rico felt a surge of gratitude and loyalty towards Alessandro and the others.
With renewed determination, Rico finished his meal, ready to stand by Alessandro’s side and face whatever challenges lay ahead.
After eating, Rico returned to the sitting room and gazed at Star, still fast asleep on the couch. He couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable she looked, so he carefully lifted her and carried her to his bed, gently placing her down.
As he covered her with the duvet, his hand brushed against her hair, and he couldn’t resist stroking it softly. Star’s beauty captivated him, and for a moment, Rico forgot about everything else.
Shaking off the distraction, Rico dropped his hand and headed to the bathroom, his mind refocusing on the tasks ahead.
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THE BAR
Reaper swung open the door and stepped into the dimly lit bar, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Stalker. She was laughing and chatting with a man, her smile radiant, and her eyes sparkling. Reaper’s heart sank as he took in the sight. Stalker was looking more beautiful than ever, and the man she was with was undeniably handsome.
Reaper felt a pang of sadness wash over him. He knew Stalker’s flirtatious nature, and it seemed she had already set her sights on this new man. He watched as the man poured her a drink, and they clinked glasses before taking a sip. Stalker’s eyes never left the man’s face, and Reaper could sense the chemistry between them.
As he continued to watch, Stalker stood up and sat down on the man’s lap, her movements graceful and seductive. The man’s hands wrapped around her waist, and she began to move gently, her hands roaming his face. Reaper felt his heart ache as their lips touched, and they started kissing, oblivious to the surrounding crowd.
Reaper couldn’t take it anymore. He turned and left the bar, feeling defeated and heartbroken. Despite his love for Stalker, she didn’t seem to notice or care. He had even gotten into fights with other men over her, but it seemed she wasn’t ready to settle down. With a heavy heart, Reaper decided to stop chasing after Stalker and let her do as she pleased.
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The clan members watched with interest as Rita and Alessandro walked around the clan, he was showing her around as commanded by Godfather Marco. Rita clung to Alessandro’s arm, her bright smile radiant, but it was clear from Alessandro’s expression that he wasn’t enjoying the tour.
“She’s one hell of a clingy bitch, poor boss,” Snake scoffed angrily.
“Her smile is totally fake, I can see that,” Ghost added, her eyes narrowing.
“I don’t even like her, there’s something about her,” Stalker said, her voice laced with disdain.
Reaper, unusually quiet, hadn’t glanced at Rita once since morning, which surprised the others, as he would have normally been following her around.
“She’s acting like they’re dating, I don’t even want her for bother,” Hacker scoffed and felt someone touching his thigh, he looked under the table and saw Ghost hand moving around his thigh, earning a wink from Ghost . Hacker started hiccupping immediately.
“Are you okay, I think you should drink some water,” Stalker said, concern etched on her face.
“I…am…okay,” Hacker replied nervously, before suddenly breaking into a smile.
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The members gathered in the training room, eager to start their afternoon session. Alessandro arrived with Rita, who hadn’t left his side all day.
“I’d like to train with you guys too,” she said, removing her gown to reveal a crop top and short tight shorts. She seemed to have already prepared herself, but Alessandro didn’t even glance at her.
“Let’s begin the training,” Alessandro said, his eyes scanning the room. “Approach anyone to teach you where you’re lacking.” The members bowed and began to pair up, except for Rita, who lingered by Alessandro’s side.
Stalker approached Reaper, but he was already training with another woman. She felt a pang of surprise and curiosity – Reaper usually sought her out, but now he seemed distant. She partnered with someone else but couldn’t help sneaking glances at Reaper. The way he kept smiling with his partner made her scoff.
“He must be saying is crazy joke or teasing, why is smiling so much” she roll her eyes.
Rita clung to Alessandro, touching his chest and trying to seduce him as they trained. Butcher watched with a knowing smile, not participating in the training. He scanned the room, noticing Mauler’s absence, and decided to search for her.
“Can she be less shameless, I am feeling so embarrassed on her behalf” Ghost said as they watched Rita.
“I just pity the boss a lot,” Stalker said, her eyes going back to Reaper who was still training with the girl.
“Did you both have a fight?” Ghost asks curiously.
“I don’t think so, not like I care anyway” she rolled her eyes.
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Mauler’s Room
Butcher knocked twice on the door and entered after receiving no response. He couldn’t find Mauler in the sitting room, so he proceeded to the bedroom. There, he found her sitting on the floor, staring at a picture of her family. Tears streamed down her face as she gazed at the photo of her loved ones.
“You know, all these tears won’t bring them back,” Butcher said softly, trying to offer comfort.
Mauler looked up, her eyes red and puffy from crying. “Why are you here?” she asked, her voice shaking.
“Because I haven’t seen you in a while, and I want the sassy Mauler back, not the weak, crying one,” Butcher replied, his tone gentle.
Mauler sniffled. “You don’t know what I’m going through.”
Butcher nodded. “I do. I lost my family too. I suffered a lot, and I cried a lot just like you. But then I realized, would my parents and little sister be happy if they saw how miserable I was? They wouldn’t. If you want them to be happy, you have to be strong and live your best life.”
Mauler’s expression softened, and she hugged Butcher tightly, trying to calm herself. Butcher hugged her back and started petting her back, offering comfort.
As they embraced, Mauler’s body went limp, and Butcher realized she had fallen asleep. He checked her temperature and discovered she had a fever. He quickly got to work, taking care of her and nursing her back to health.
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“Are you tired?” Virus asked Rica, noticing her heavy breathing and slow movements. They had been training for a while, and Rica was determined to become stronger before the challenge.
“I think we should stop now,” Rica said, her legs trembling beneath her. She tried to take a step forward but felt her strength waning.
“My legs are weak, you gave me rough training,” Rica scoffed, trying to hide her exhaustion.
Virus chuckled and swooped her up in his arms, carrying her in a bridal style. “What are you doing?” Rica asked, surprised.
“I have to carry you before someone gets the wrong idea and thinks I fucked you,” Virus said bluntly, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Rica glared at him, but Virus just chuckled and continued carrying her. Godfather Marco watched from his balcony, a deep frown etched on his face as he observed the scene.
As Virus carried Rica, she relaxed into his embrace, feeling a mix of relief and unease. She knew Virus was just teasing, but his words and actions still made her feel uncomfortable. Despite this, she couldn’t deny the sense of safety and security she felt in his arms.
Godfather Marco’s gaze lingered on the pair, his expression unreadable. He seemed lost in thought, his mind working overtime to process the dynamics between Virus and Rica.
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Alessandro arrived at the mansion, exhausted from his day out with Rita. He entered the foyer, he found Harmony cleaning. She was dusting the furniture with a focused expression, her dark hair tied back in a neat bun.
“It must be exhausting,” Alessandro said, noticing the fatigue etched on her face. “I’ll tell the head maid to bring back the other maid to help you.”
Harmony looked up, a hint of surprise in her eyes. “I’m not complaining, sir. I can clean everywhere myself.”
Alessandro nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before he turned to head to the living room. Harmony watched him go, a mix of relief and happiness washing over her. She had been worried that he would go out again, but it seemed he was staying in for the night.
As she continued cleaning, Harmony couldn’t help but think about the way Alessandro had spent the day with Rita. She had seen them together, laughing and smiling, and it had stung a little. But now, as she saw Alessandro retreating to his painting room, she felt a sense of comfort. Maybe he was finally tired of Rita’s company.
Just as Harmony was about to finish her cleaning, Alessandro emerged from the living room, looking frustrated. It’s been a long he visit his painting room. He was about to open the door when…..
“Venom, are you in?” Rita’s voice called out from outside the door.
Harmony rolled her eyes, feeling a surge of annoyance. Why couldn’t Rita just leave them alone?
“I am bored and you are the only one I know here” Rita added while still pressing the door alarm.
Alessandro groaned and moved toward the door, but Harmony quickly grabbed his arm.
“Please don’t go,” she begged, her eyes wide with pleading.
Alessandro turned to her, his expression surprised.
“Why?” he asked, his voice gentle.
Harmony’s words tumbled out before she could think. “You’ve been with her all day, and I haven’t even talked to you until now. I miss you so much.”
Alessandro’s eyes searched hers, a hint of surprise and curiosity in their depths. Harmony’s heart raced as she realized what she had just revealed.
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