Sold To The Gangster Billionaire

LUNA’S POV

I stared at him and made a step towards him, raised my face to meet with his… He’s way too tall so I’ve to stand on my toe. Our lips a little away from each other. He looked at me in the eyes and for some reasons, I stared back. Without fear! I wasn’t afraid of him, in any little way.

“Or else, I’ll guarantee you it’s the the last time you’ll ever see in”. I muttered.

He grabbed my neck and pushed me to the wall, Smelling me.

“I bought you, and I’ll do whatever I want with you. I ordered it, I’ll see it whenever I want to”.

He let go of my neck and walked away. I tapped my foot on the floor in anger. He has no respect for a lady!.

I walked outside the dressing room now on my wear. Gray was on call, I walked to him and trow the undies at him.

“You see it for yourself!”. I walked away, my heel making lot of noise. The two guards stood up and made to walk after me , but I heard Gray stopped them in Italian language.

Better! I rushed out of the mall and the road was quite a busy one. I think I can escape this time. I stared back to the mall and there was no sight of Gray or his men.

I don’t know where this place is and that’s really going to be hard for me, but I’m ready to escape from this Gangstar. I find a cliff, and stood on it. I could see the ocean but the boat was far away already.

I find two police men standing by and discussing, so I rushed to them.

“I need help, can you help me? Please someone kidnapped me, you’ve to help me”. The policemen nodded and seems they want to help me, but stopped when they looked behind me.

“Buon giorno signore, ci dispiace e ce ne andremo.”{Good day sir, We’re sorry and will just walk away} One of the policeman said, I realize his accent was Italian’s.

I watched them walk away and then I turned to see Gray standing there. His hands on his pocket, no expression.

“Are you lost, sweetheart?” He asked but I kept quiet and just stared at him. He took three steps towards me and I just stared on.

“If you feel like running, you should put on a different type of shoes, Sometimes fighting is futile, you just have to accept the situation. If I’m to set it up for you, it’ll make it hard for the both of us for the next 90 days or you’ll accept what date has given you”. He said.

“It wasn’t fate. It was you”. I told him.

“Sometimes it’s just luck and you’ve to take your luck in”.

I looked at him and then take a step towards him.

“Is it true, what you said earlier?”.

“What do you mean?” He asked staring at me lustfully.

“That you won’t touch me without my permission”. I reminded him, looking at him in the eyes.

He looked down and then looked at me again. “I’m not the monster you think I am.”

“I want a cell phone and laptop, Now. It’s something normal for a girl, See ya!”. I walked away leaving him standing there.

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“You made her a monster.”

“You made her a monster, 90 days…. You turns me on and let me go”

“You made her. Still some days… You made her a monster.”

I walked into my room and took my bath then take my time in applying some makeup. Dinner is ready downstairs and I just have to get ready. Surprisingly I wanted to dress hot, I want to give him something to look at. I want to torture him, emotionally.

Furthermore, I walked into the dining room and Gray was already sitting there. He wasn’t eating, probably he was waiting for me. I walked to the chair opposite his, and sat down.

“You look….” I cut him short , with a smirk. Impressed he had tried to compliment me.

“I’m starving” I said.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Gray nodded and used his spoon to knock on a glass cup, which sounded like a bell. Someone came to me, Maybe the chef. And dished out my food.

“As you wish, Luna. Neonata{Baby girl}” he said.

I won’t deny that my name sounds so sweet in his mouth, Maybe because of his accent. Or because it’s the first time he’d call my name.

I picked up the spoon and put some rice into my mouth , then raised my head to look at him.

“Is it good?”. He asked.

I smiled. “My grandmother use to make some rice. Your chef isn’t half to her. You don’t have to kill him though, I’ll try teaching him some recipe” I said.

He waved at the chef who had been standing all along. Ordering him to leave. Gray repositioned himself.

“So what do you actually do?” I asked but he stared at me and just then, his phone beeped.

He put his hand inside his suit pocket and brought it out. He stared at it and put it back. I’m sure it was a message from one of his whores.

“I do…. Business” He raised his eye brow.

“This seems a pretty serious. You want me to start going out with you? I need to know what’s ahead of me”.

“You’ll know exactly what you need to know”. He interrupted. “I’ve few companies, Hotels, Clubs, restaurant. It’s a collaboration, and I’m the CEO” He explained.

I nodded and smiled.

“The other cooperation you know, the details are useless, and dangerous, I was chosen in my family after the death of my father, it’s not what I wished for. I have no choice”. He said.

“Exactly like me. I’ll not come to Yolanda’s, if my mother is alive”. I told him, sadly. But I pushed it away with a smile.

“You change your mind? You just have to help me a little”.

“Help?” I asked looking at him, shocked. Did he just said he needs my help?

I watched him stood up from his seat and walked to me. He placed his hands on my chair.

“I… Like you, to teach me how to be gentle, for you” He whispered and walked back to his seat.

I just stared at him, His accent was kind of funny, because this time, it wasn’t Italian’s accent.

His face held nothing to read and I just stared at him as he started eating. I don’t want to believe he just asked me to teach him how to be gentle, not for anything. But for me?

Weird! He’s a Gangstar and I don’t know how long he had been one, what can a naive girl like me offer him? I know just nothing and I’m just trying to play strong but I know deep down me I’m scared.

I wasn’t the one that saved him years back like he said. I don’t remember saving anybody and I can bet I’ve never seen his face till he bought me. But that was my picture.

If it wasn’t me, he couldn’t have been able to have my picture, did he mistook me for someone? No. He said he took that picture when I was running round the beach and he had hold it for long. But still! I didn’t save him, I don’t know him.

Dinner was over and walked into my room, lost in thoughts and fear. Fear of the unknown. I find a laptop on my bed and I smiled.

Walking to the bed, I removed my heels and sat on the floor then turned the laptop on. There was also a phone.

Luckily I have my father’s number so I quickly typed it into the phone and called him. He picked up on the second ring.

“Sam on the phone. Who’s this?”.

Tears rushed down my eyes immediately hearing his voice again. I’ve never been away from my father, not for once. It was only when he’s away for work. Mummy keeps me company or I might be at school.

“Daddy” I called.

“Moon? Moon… Luna is that you?” I could hear his breathing.

“Who’s that!?” I heard Cora’s voice from the background and I gritted my teeth in anger. That’s piece of shit, mother fucker!.

“Is that you Moon? Please talk to me? Are you okay, can’t you talk?” He questioned me and I feel he was walking.

“Daddy!” I called again and this time, I controlled my tears. I didn’t want him to worry much. Even if I don’t like this place, Gray isn’t treating me badly.

He doesn’t yell or beat me up. I just have to be patient and I’ll be out of here in no time. I just have to assure my dad I’m doing well so he doesn’t need to worry and blame himself so much.

“How are you doing Luna? Are you okay! Can you come back home?”

“I miss you so much father. I just want to tell you that I’m fine, and will be back soon, Don’t worry so much and don’t blame yourself. Remember not to drink or smoke so much, I won’t be happy when I come back and sees you a mess. I love you” I said as quickly as I could because I find myself tearing up already.

“I’ll … But Luna…” I disconnected the call and flew the cell phone to where away as I finally let go of the tears I was holding up.

I need to cry! I need to cry out the last tears in my eyes. I won’t be able to cry from today, I’ve to be strong.