My Mafia Man 7 Price Of My Lie

"Now about your little swap with the phones, my men and I didn't appreciate you lying to us when we were so courteous with you. So here's what's gonna happen, you're gonna tell me where the phone is and then my men are gonna go get."

I looked away from his eyeline and looked down "What happens to me when you get it?" I whispered

"Not sure yet, I haven't decided. But depending on how well you cooperate with me in giving us the right cell phone, then it might just help me to deciding." He said as he lit up another cigarette.

"I can't." I quivered as the words came out my mouth, I felt every hair on my body stand up and a s.h.i.+ver run down my spine, as I felt his ice cold gaze piercing through me.

"Now that isn't gonna work, guess we gotta do this the hard way." He placed his cigarette on the ash tray next to him and started making his way to the side of the bed while loosening his tie.

"What are you gonna do." I stuttered out as I started scooting myself off the bed to get away from him.

He fiercely grabbed my wrist and pulled me back on to the bed, he grabbed my other wrist with his other hand and put them both above my head. Despite how hard I thrashed about to get free, I couldn't even get a finger loose, I felt like he was made of metal he was so heavy and solid.

"What are you doing!? Let me go! Get off!" I screamed as he as he bound my hands to the bed frame with his tie, I kicked him as hard as I could but he didn't even flinch.

He leaned up and removed his over suit jacket and tossed it to the side, he turned his gaze back on me and started rolling up his sleeves, with a smirk across his face he said "Lets get started." He started unb.u.t.toning my top as he viciously kissed and nibbled on my neck, I bit my lip to contain my moans I hate myself for feeling pleasure from this. Which is why I can't let it go on even if I die, I would rather that then let this continue, I'm afraid of myself coming to enjoy this kind of treatment from a murderer.

"By the way" the man said as he ran his tongue across my stomach while planting hickeys all over it. "My name is Tora," He worked his way up my body and whispered into my ear "remember it well".