SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN
Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen - Episode 14
THEME: His slave
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During dinner, Rachel was smiling lovingly at Shawn, her eyes sparkling, her cheeks flushed, as she watched him enjoy his meal. Shawn, on the other hand, was a little confused about why she was there, but he decided to play it cool, his expression turning neutral, his eyes avoiding Rachel's gaze.
Violet stared at them and noticed the connection between them, her expression turning observant, her eyebrows raising. She smiled and continued eating her meal.
"I must say, you cook well," Violet said, her expression turning appreciative, her eyes warm.
Rachel's expression turned grateful, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you," she said.
Violet's expression turned teasing, her eyes twinkling. "Can you teach me how to cook, then?" she asked, and Rachel laughed.
Rachel's expression turned playful, her eyes warm. "Sure, I will," she said, and they smiled at each other.
Rachel's expression turned attentive, her eyes turning to Shawn. "Do you like the food?" she asked.
Shawn's expression turned polite, his eyes avoiding Rachel's gaze. "Um, yes, it's nice," he said, and Rachel smiled.
Rachel's expression turned pleased, her eyes sparkling. "I'm glad you like it," she said, and resumed her meal.
Violet's expression turned curious, her eyebrows raising. "So, you are spending the night here?" she asked, and Shawn looked at her, his expression turning cautious, his eyes narrowing.
Rachel hesitated, her expression turning uncertain, her eyes darting to Shawn, who focused on his meal. "I would love to, but..." she said.
Violet's expression turned encouraging, her eyes warm. "But what? It's pretty late, and I don't think you can make it home tonight, so I will urge you to sleep over. I'm sure he doesn't mind," Violet said, talking to Shawn, who raised his head to them.
Shawn's expression turned resigned, his eyes sighing. "Sure, you can sleep over. There's plenty of room here. I'll ask one of the staff to prepare a room for you," he said.
Rachel's expression turned grateful, her eyes sparkling. "Okay, thank you," she said, smiling.
Later at night, Shawn came out of his room, heading to the kitchen to get some water. He was wearing only his pyjamas pant, and his body was revealing, showcasing his chiseled muscles. His expression turned casual, his eyes relaxed.
He entered the kitchen and was surprised to see Rachel standing by the kitchen cabinets, sipping from her water. Her nightwear was revealing, and Shawn's eyes widened slightly as he took in the sight. Rachel's expression turned startled, her eyes darting to Shawn, and she almost choked on her water.
As their eyes met, Rachel's face turned pink, and she hid her blush. "You're awake," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Shawn's expression turned neutral, his eyes calm. "Yes, I just came to get water," he said.
Rachel's expression turned casual, her eyes sparkling. "Me too," she said, and Shawn moved to the refrigerator to get water.
Rachel stared amazingly at him, her eyes fixed on his muscles, which were hypnotizing. She gulped hard, trying to control herself, her expression turning entranced.
Shawn's expression turned concerned, his eyebrows raising. "Are you okay?" he asked, jolting her out of her thoughts.
Rachel's expression turned nervous, her eyes darting away. "Um, yeah," she said, and turned to leave. She walked to the door and stopped, her expression turning determined.
"Don't let this moment slide, Rachel, this is a good opportunity to get close to him," she said to herself, and then turned to Shawn. She moved closer to him, and Shawn's expression turned confused, his eyebrows furrowing.
Shawn was staring confusedly at her, his eyes searching. "Is everything..." he started to say, but got interrupted as Rachel shut him up with a kiss. He was taken aback by her action, his expression turning shocked.
Violet, who was coming to get water from the kitchen, caught sight of them and quickly hid from view. She was stealing gazes at them, amused by what she saw, her expression turning entertained.
Slowly, Rachel pulled away from him, and their eyes interlocked. Shawn's expression turned stunned, his eyes wide.
"Um, goodnight," Rachel said, smiling, and rushed out. Although Violet had already left for her room, not wanting to invade their privacy, Shawn sighed and gulped his water, his expression turning thoughtful.
The next morning, they were having their breakfast, and Rachel was stealing gazes at Shawn, her eyes sparkling with affection. Violet smiled, knowing the tension between them, her expression turning amused.
"I will go first," Violet said, standing up to leave, her expression turning casual.
Shawn's expression turned attentive, his eyes turning to Violet. "I will drop you off," he said, and Violet was surprised, her eyebrows raising, because this was the first time Shawn had offered to drop her off at school.
Violet's expression turned hesitant, her eyes darting to Shawn. "You don't have to, you are not going my way," she said.
Shawn's expression turned commanding, his eyes firm. "I insist," he said.
Violet's expression turned resigned, her eyes avoiding Shawn's gaze. "Um, ok," she said.
Shawn's expression turned polite, his eyes turning to Rachel. "I will go now, I will ask one of my men to take you home," he said.
Rachel's expression turned grateful, her eyes sparkling. "Ok, not a problem, thanks," she smiled, and Violet left with Shawn.
Along the driveway, Shawn was lost in deep thoughts, his expression turning introspective, his eyes distant. Violet was staring at him, wondering what he was thinking, her expression turning curious.
"Are you ok?" she asked, jolting him out of his thoughts, and Shawn sighed, his expression turning weary.
"Yes," he said, his voice low.
Violet's expression turned concerned, her eyebrows furrowing. "You don't look ok, is something wrong?" she asked, and Shawn ignored her, his expression turning cold.
Violet sighed, her expression turning empathetic. "It's ok if you don't want to tell me, I know it's not my business, and I don't have the right to meddle in your life because I owe you, but nevertheless, I pray you come out of it successfully," she said.
Shawn scoffed, his expression turning dismissive. "You are right, it's none of your business, I can handle whatever is bothering me, you should focus on yourself more," he said coldly.
Violet's expression turned forced, her smile strained. "Sure, I won't meddle in your business...but, I think Rachel is cool, you should give her a chance, she will make a good wife," she said, and turned her face to the other side, her eyes avoiding Shawn's gaze.
Later at the canteen, Violet and Mabel were eating together, their expressions turning relaxed, their eyes warm.
"So, how is the new job going?" Mabel asked, her expression turning curious, her eyebrows raising.
Violet's expression turned enthusiastic, her eyes sparkling. "Great, you know I am just starting," she said.
Mabel's expression turned cautionary, her eyes narrowing. "Yeah, just be careful not to get into trouble," Mabel said.
Violet's expression turned reassuring, her eyes smiling. "Sure," they smiled and continued eating.
Just then, a delivery guy walked into the canteen, holding a little shopping bag. "Delivery for Miss Violet," he announced, and everyone turned to his direction.
Violet's expression turned surprised, her eyebrows raising. The other students started to murmur, their expressions turning curious.
"Um, which of the Violets, we have two Violets here," one lady said, her expression turning confused.
The delivery guy's expression turned apologetic, his eyes darting around. "Um, it says Violet, I have a photo of her," he said, bringing out his phone and giving it to the lady.
The lady's expression turned helpful, her eyes scanning the photo. "Oh, that's her over there," she said, pointing to where Violet and Mabel were.
The delivery guy's expression turned grateful, his eyes smiling. "Thank you," he said, moving to where they were."A delivery for you miss".
Violet's expression turned puzzled, her eyebrows furrowing. "Me?" she asked, and the delivery guy nodded.
"Please sign here," he said, giving her a pen and note, and she signed.
Violet's expression turned expectant, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you," the delivery guy said, giving her the bag and leaving.
Mabel's expression turned excited, her eyes shining. "Let's see what's inside," Mabel said, and Violet opened the bag to see a pack of phone.
Violet's expression turned thrilled, her eyes widening. "Wow," Mabel said, as Violet brought out the phone from the pack and opened it to see a brand new iPhone.
Violet's expression turned ecstatic, her eyes sparkling. "It's a phone," Violet said excitedly.
Mabel's expression turned questioning, her eyebrows raising. "Who do you think got you a phone, your Dad?" Mabel asked.
Violet's expression turned uncertain, her eyes darting around. "I don't know," she said, and Mabel took the bag to see a little note on it.
Mabel's expression turned intrigued, her eyes scanning the note. "Hope you like your present, you can call me on this number, I can't wait to see you again," Mabel read, and they stared confusedly at each other.
Violet's expression turned perplexed, her eyebrows furrowing. Mabel's expression turned equally puzzled, her eyes wide with wonder.
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