Taken By The Mafia Lord

It wasn't until Natalie found herself in the shower that she realized just how dirty she was. No wonder the shop owner accused her of being a thief - although she technically did steal - she looked like a beggar.

It wasn't surprising, Daniel left her all by herself - he wouldn't see her in her dirty condition. New clothes were made available for her and by the time Natalie was done luxuriating in the bathroom, she was invited down for dinner.

Her stomach was currently a bundle of nerves and Natalie mentally prepared herself to meet Daniel. But to her greatest surprise, Daniel wasn't even present for dinner; she was all by herself.

However, that wasn't the end.

Although there was practically a feast prepared for her on the table, the utensils were missing. Surely, this was a mistake or something.

Natalie turned to the babysitter that had been following her around since she arrived.

"I don't see any utensils," She complained to the man, expecting answers.

"It's the boss's orders," He said.

"What do you mean by that?" She frowned. Natalie had a feeling she wasn't going to like the reasons for withholding her spoon, fork, and knife from her.

"Three years ago, you murdered one of our own with a mere shar. You can say this is the boss taking a safety precaution," He told her, and that only made her anger increase.

Damn, that was one of her plans crossed off the list. Natalie had been planning to slip a knife without any of them knowing and then, when Daniel came to find her later, she would stab him in the neck, and bam! He's dead. Sadly, that wasn't going to happen.

She banged her hand on the table, rattling the dishes, "Surely, you don't expect me to eat with my hands, right?" Natalie asked, looking at the man. But the apathetic look on his face gave her the answer.

The man sneered at her, "After you killed one of our own, you should be grateful that the boss didn't bring you in chains and shackles!"

Natalie chuckled mockingly, "Oh trust me, I'm quite honored," her smile vanished, "You're angry over one of your own that was murdered by me for trying to hold me captive when you've had enough blood on your hands. So yeah, I'm in awe of your hypocrisy,"

He glared at her, his jaw clenched tightly with his fist clenched by his side. Natalie took advantage of that opportunity to taunt him further.

"But of course, as angry as you are, you can't do anything to me because he's the boss and I'm under his protection. So if you're that angry, run to your boss like the pussy you are and state your case. " She finished.

"Shut up!" He growled at her.

If eyes were lasers, Natalie knew that he would have cut her into pieces with his power beams. Her words got to him and he was trying so hard to curtail his anger else he lay a hand on her and went against the boss's order.

Their fear of Daniel must be quite real because he calmed down instantly and didn't react to her provocation anymore as Natalie expected.

"Eat now!" He ordered and had his back turned to her.

Eat with her hands like a dog, Natalie refused. However, she had not eaten for days and when the tantalizing smell of the well-prepared food wafted into her nose, she couldn't stand it anymore. She was so hungry, having not taken good food for days.

Even with her hands, Natalie didn't gracefully eat the food, she gobbled it all up. She was so hungry and who knows if Daniel would decide to starve her as punishment. So yeah, she was going to eat as much as she could now.

What if it was poisoned? Natalie thought as much. But then, hunger presides over a sense of reasoning. She would eat to her heart's content and consider the consequences later. So Natalie wiped everything on the table and there wasn't a crumb remaining.

However, Natalie shouldn't have eaten much because she ended up throwing up half of her stomach contents in the toilet. By the time Natalie was done, it was very late and she had to settle for bed. She couldn't tell which one was worst, the fact that Daniel hasn't talked to her or the fact she hadn't laid her eyes on him since in the car.

It made Natalie feel uncomfortable. It kept her in suspense. She had no idea what Daniel was thinking, or doing! What does he have in plan for her? Natalie hated the fact she was kept in the dark; she didn't know what to expect.

But not for long….

Natalie didn't mean to sleep, but exhaustion took a toll on her and she ended up asleep. After weeks of running away from Daniel and being on the edge, her body had suffered long enough and needed rest.

It was a peaceful rest until Natalie felt hands on her body. She jerked up at once only to see Daniel hovering over her and her soul nearly flew out of her body.

"W-what are you doing?" Natalie was uncomfortable and afraid of his proximity. She didn't like this. He was supposed to be asleep, not to sneak into her room at this unholy hour.

"Natalie…sweet Natalie, you don't know how much I missed you," Daniel mumbled and the stench of alcohol hit her nose.

"God! Get away from me, you're drunk!" Natalie tried to push him away, but her strength was no match for him.

"Why?" Daniel sneered in her face, "So you can run from me again? That's not going to happen, Natalie. You're all mine now," He declared before pushing her back down to the bed forcefully as she screamed. He quickly grabbed her ways and pinned them above her head.

"No, Daniel!" Natalie begged him to let her go, but her request fell on deaf ears.

That night, Daniel had his way with her.

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