SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN
Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen - Episode 22
THEME: His slave
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Violet was brought to Sly's mansion, and they sat her down on the couch, removing the blindfold. Sly's face turned smug, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"Welcome home, darling," he said with a smirk, as he sat in front of her with his legs crossed.
Violet stared confusedly at him, her eyebrows furrowing, her eyes wide with uncertainty. "What's going on here? Did you have your men drag me here?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion and a hint of fear.
Sly's smirk lingered, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I am sorry if they were being harsh to you, I asked them to bring you here," he said, his tone turned casual, his shoulders shrugging.
Violet's expression turned incredulous, her eyes narrowing. "Why?" she asked, her voice firm, her jaw setting.
Sly's grin widened, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Because this is your new home," he said, and Violet's eyes widened in shock, her face pale.
"Excuse me!" she exclaimed, her voice rising, her hands flying up in protest.
Sly's smile turned smug, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Exactly," he said, and Violet's expression turned furious, her eyes blazing.
Just then, Sly nodded upwards, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But I have a surprise for you, look up," he said, and Violet slowly raised her face up, her eyes scanning the room.
Her gaze landed on her family, standing upstairs, and her expression turned shocked, her eyes wide with surprise. "Grandma!" she gasped, her voice trembling, and her family rushed down quickly to her.
They tried to come close to her, but Violet stopped them quickly, her hands flying up, her eyes flashing. "Don't come closer," she said, her voice firm, her jaw setting.
Her family paused, their faces turned guilty, their eyes cast downward. "Violet, please forgive us for what we did to you," her grandma said, her voice trembling, her eyes welling up with tears.
Violet's expression turned confused, her eyebrows furrowing, her eyes narrowing. "I don't get what's happening here, why are you guys here? Where did you all disappear from?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion and uncertainty.
Sly's smile turned triumphant, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I will tell you," he said, his tone turned smooth, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Violet stared at him, her expression turned wary, her eyes narrowing.
After some moments of explanation, Violet's face turned shocked, her eyes wide with horror, as she stared hard at her family, whose faces were filled with guilt. Her voice trembled with sadness as she spoke.
"How could you? What have I ever done to you people that you use me like trash? Am I a toy to play with? What is my offense to you people, it wasn't my fault that I was born to this world, why am I always used for your own selfish benefits?" Violet said, her eyes welling up with tears.
Her mother, Diana, looked down, her face filled with shame. "We are sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Violet's expression turned bitter, her eyes flashing with anger. "Oh, keep your sorry to yourselves," she retorted, her voice laced with venom.
Her father, who had been quiet until now, spoke up, his face filled with regret. "Please, Violet, give us another chance," he said, his voice pleading.
Violet's face turned incredulous, her eyes wide with disgust. "Another chance, my foot! If you truly loved me as your daughter, you wouldn't be this selfish and selfless," she said, her voice rising in anger.
Diana looked up, her eyes filled with tears. "We know we don't deserve your forgiveness," she said, her voice cracking.
Violet's expression turned cold, her eyes flashing with hatred. "Over my dead body will I ever forgive you all, never!" she spat, her voice venomous.
Sly, who had been watching the exchange, smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "That's enough, we can resolve the issue some other time, let's celebrate your journey back home," he said, his voice smooth.
Violet's face turned furious, her eyes blazing with anger. "To hell with you, I will never ever marry you, this is not my home," she said, her voice rising.
Sly smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "It's now, there is no going back, you are already my wife, and it's time to make it official to the world," he said, his voice confident.
Violet's expression turned incredulous, her eyes wide with horror. "In your dreams, there are other two women here, that's the old lady and her daughter, one of them will make a perfect wife for you, most especially that one," she said, pointing to Diana, her face twisted in disgust.
Diana looked hurt, her eyes welling up with tears. Violet's expression turned cold, her eyes flashing with hatred. "She is still young and vibrant, she can fit in, but as for me, I am no longer their daughter, and they are not my family," she said, her voice venomous.
Sly's smile turned triumphant, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You don't have a choice here, I have already paid the money your grandmother owed to Shawn, which means you are free from him, and you are now mine," he said, his voice confident.
Violet scoffed, her face turned incredulous, her eyes wide with horror.
Sly's face turned smug, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You think I am lying," he smirked, as he played a video of Shawn in his office taking the money he offered him with gratitude.
Shawn's voice came from the video, "Finally, she is yours to take, now that you have paid back the money, you can keep her, she is a burden to me anyway."
Violet's face turned pale, her eyes wide with shock and hurt. She controlled her tears, her jaw setting, as she stared at the video.
Sly's smile turned triumphant, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. "Now you believe me," he said, and Violet stared hard at him, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt.
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Meanwhile, Shawn returned home, his face turned concerned, his eyes narrowing. He asked his workers if Violet was back.
"No sir, she isn't back from school yet," one of the workers said, and Shawn sighed, his face turned worried.
He brought out his phone and dialed her number, his eyes fixed on the phone. It rang for a while, and no answer, he dialed it again, and same thing happened.
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Back at Sly's mansion, Violet's face turned determined, her eyes flashing with defiance. She kept declining Sly's proposal, she tried so many times to leave, but Sly's men wouldn't let her go.
"Let me go!" she said, her voice rising, as she struggled with the men. Sly stood up, his face turned calm, his eyes glinting with amusement. He pushed the men away from the door entrance, allowing Violet to try and leave.
"Where do you think you are going? Back to Shawn?" Sly asked, his voice smooth, his eyes narrowing.
Violet's face turned rude, her eyes flashing with anger. "It's none of your business," she said, still trying to push the men off.
Sly sighed tiredly at her, his face turned resigned, his eyes cast downward. He scooped her into his shoulder, and Violet was caught off guard, her eyes wide with surprise. She struggled with him, hitting him hard, trying to get him to drop her.
Her family watched in shock, their faces turned pale, their eyes wide with fear. They were surprised, and there was nothing they could do to help.
Sly's face turned calm, his eyes glinting with amusement. "With time, you will get used to me," he said, heading to his room with Violet, who kept struggling with him.
Her family stared after them, their faces turned painful, their eyes filled with guilt and regret.
Sly got to his room and placed Violet gently on the cozy bed, his face turned gentle, his eyes soft. Violet reeled backwards, her eyes wide with fear, wondering what he was planning to do with her.
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked, her voice trembling, fear etched on her face.
Sly's face turned amused, his eyes glinting with mischief. He smirked, his lips curling up. "Relax, I just wanted to show you our bedroom...Do you like it?" he asked, his voice smooth, his eyes scanning the room.
Violet's face turned skeptical, her eyebrows furrowing. She came down from the bed, squeezing herself to the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on Sly. "Please let me go, I don't want to be here," she said, her voice pleading, her eyes welling up with tears.
Sly's face turned smug, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You are already here, honey, you will have to get used to it," he said, his voice confident, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "In a week's time, our marriage will be fixed."
He smirked, his eyes scanning her face, then moving down to her feet. "You look absolutely gorgeous, I don't think I can wait till our wedding night to claim what's rightfully mine," he said, his voice low and husky.
He pushed a little closer, his face inches from Violet's, and she squeezed herself tight, her eyes wide with fear. "Hope that bastard hasn't touched you?" he said, his voice cold, his eyes narrowing. "If he did, I will torture you for it, because I love my women fresh and pure."He said.
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