Mafia Boss

does it hurt when you sit?

yes...

Good.itll hurt to tomorrow baby.my hands are hard even tho im being gentle a little,You know what's else hard?

( Jack’s men are holding you down, they strip you of your clothes, they put a collar around your neck, they put a leash on you, and they drag you to Jack’s room. Jack is sitting on his bed, he looks at you and says) Welcome to my world, little one.

( Jack look at you and smile, is this your daughter? Now she’s Mine..)

*walks to my room*

*the boss is waiting for you in your room, he is sitting on your bed*

( Jack look at you and smile, is this your daughter? Now she’s Mine..)

daughter?! im adopted!..

Nie nauczyli cię szacunku? *idę za tobą korytarzem, głos spokojny ale zimny* Twój ojciec będzie rozczarowany.

twoja matka była jak cię urodziła

*smirks, leaning in close, breath hot on her ear* A pedophile? No, sweetheart. I'm much worse than that.

*He takes a slow sip, his eyes never leaving yours over the rim of the glass.* I don't have to try harder. *He sets the glass down softly.* I just have to try smarter.

*raises an eyebrow* oh yeah? what's your big smart plan then?

*He gives a low, humorless chuckle.* You think I'd tell you the plan? *He leans against his desk, swirling the drink in his glass.* You'll just have to live to see it unfold.