"Thank you" I said to the cashier as he handed me the paper bag full of expensive clothing.

I exited the Gucci store with a smile on my face as I imagined all the things I could buy today.

Okay, you seem a little lost. Let me explain everything.

Remember Romano? You know the old guy with an expensive car? Gold watch? The one that gave me a lift to the coffee shop?

Yes him!

Well, I called him yesterday, mainly because I wanted money, but also because I was bored.

After calling him we met up, and he treated me for lunch at this 5 star restaurant, which has no doubt the greatest food I have ever tasted.

The 'date' went on with him asking me questions and blah blah blah. And just when we were about to leave, he literally pulled out two plane tickets to the Maldives.

THE FUCKING MALDIVES.

Of course I was excited and everything, that I didn't think things through because I told him yes on the spot.

Now I know flying out the country with a complete stranger for the weekend isn't the smartest thing to do, but I'm sure nothing will happen, right?

I mean, he just met me and he already treats me like a fucking queen.

He gave me his black card to buy things for the trip and me being me, I bought the most expensive things.

Even if most things weren't for the trip, I'm planning on milking him dry and then throwing him away like a dirty napkin.

If you're wondering if Matt agreed to let me go, then forget about it because I didn't tell him.

Yep, I snuck out of the house this morning with nothing but my phone and the clothes on my back.

No one knows and they won't ever know. If they ask where I've been, I'll simply tell them that it's non of their business.

I run my life.

After shopping around the mall for a while, my feet began to ache so I found somewhere to sit down.

I slurped on my strawberry milkshake as I stared into nothing particular.

For some reason I thought about Amar today, I'm not too sure why but he couldn't leave my mind.

Maybe I didn't grieve long enough for him and now it's catching up to me.

A loud buzz snapped me out of thoughts, answering my phone, I pressed it to my ear.

"Baby, are you done? Our flight is in a few hours" I listened to Romano's voice.

"Almost Daddy, I just need to pack my things and then I'll be on my way to the airport" I stood up, grabbing all of my things.

"I love when you call me that" he growled through the phone making me gag.

I chuckled while walking out the mall, "Well you'll love the surprise I have for you when we land" I said referring to the lingerie set I got.

I'm not planning on having sex with him, it will just be a little teasing and if he has a problem with that, he can take it up to his mother.

"I can't wait baby" Just by his tone and I could already tell he was turned on.

Dirty fuck.

"Me too, okay bye I'll see you later" I rushed and hung up before he could say anything else.

As I put my phone away, my eyes landed on a handsome man who just looked so tasteful.

Smirking, I made my way to him.

I'm sure I have a time for a quick fuck...

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"Fuck" I cussed as I ran through the airport.

I didn't think the sex would take so long, because now I'm very late.

Meeting the eyes of a somewhat pissed Romano, I let out a breath of relief.

"Oh my gosh Daddy the traffic was so hectic" I hugged him, lying straight through my teeth.

"I told you that you should've allowed my driver to pick you up" he said as he squeezed my ass.

"But you know I'm not comfortable with strangers" I pouted, playing with the buttons of his suit.

Who the fuck wears a suit to go on vacation?

"Flight 2371 ready for departure in 20 minutes" we heard and quickly sorted our things before boarding the plane.

Shifting into the seat against the window, I remembered the last time I was on a plane.

That was when I was 6 years old, if my memory serves me correctly.

My mother took me to Australia for the first time, it was the best experience I've ever had.

After that, I never went out of the country again, heck not even out the state.

I guess it was too much for my father to take me somewhere other than school.

This though, I've never been in first class. Everything is so different, luxury and comfortability.

Feeling a hand stroke my thigh, I looked up at Romano plastering a false smile on my face.

"Samantha, are you okay?" He asked and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Who's Samantha?"

He frowned at me, "You, that's your name right?"

Oh shit.

"Y-Yeah, I'm just used to you calling me baby" I was quick to redeem myself.

That was close, I almost forgot that I didn't tell him my real name.

His dumbass didn't even notice it on my passport.

"I'm fine, planes make me nervous that's all" I lied.

"Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of baby" he grabbed my hand, placing a wet kiss on it.

I hid my disgust with a grateful grin that he always falls for.

As the plane took off, we ate some food and for the rest of the flight I rested my head on the expensive chair as I stared out the window.

Letting my mind wonder off...

18 hours later.

Yawning, I woke up to the voice of the flight attendant.

I stretched my limbs as a snoring Romano layed beside me.

"Baby" I hit his broad chest a few times attempting to wake him up.

And of course this pig was still asleep, growing annoyed, I raises my hand and slapped him using all my strength.

Making weird faces, his eyes finally fluttered open as he sat up.

"We're here" I said with excitement, I can't wait to explore this place.

And the fact that it's coming out of someone else's pocket, makes me feel a hundred times more excited.

We both stood up, exiting the plane along with the other passengers.

I looked up in amazement at the sky, taking in the fresh air.

Goosebumps rushing down my arms.

In the far distance, mountains decorated the horizon, while birds flew happily in the sky.

Is this what heaven feels like?

"It looks like you're going to love it here" Romano said pulling me by my waist.

"Definitely" I smiled from ear to ear.

After getting our luggage we left the airport and made it to our luxurious guest house.

Apparently, he has guests houses all around the world, so he never books a hotel.

Screaming, I dropped all my stuff and ran around the house.

The size of this place was crazyyyy, everything in here screamed rich.

From marble flooring to never ending ceilings, it felt like I was living my best life.

I forgot about everything in the past, I just want to take in as much as I can until my time is up.

Imagine living here?, oh what a dream.

Going to the large kitchen, I grabbed a glass and a bottle of champagne from the counter, before filling my glass.

Taking a sip, I squinted my eyes at the strong taste.

I watched as Romano typed away on his phone.

Ugh.

Dropping my smile, I walked up to him snatching his phone out of his hand.

"No business remember? Just us this weekend" I turned off his phone before handing it back to him.

"You're right baby, sorry" he chuckled.

I shook my head and placed my glass on the glass dinner table next to me.

"It's hot, let me help you out Daddy" I removed his suit, and the began undressing him down to his boxers.

I scrunched up my face at his hairy belly.

Ew.

Lust lingered in his eyes as he couldn't wait to devour me.

Bringing my hands to my beach dress, I ran my tongue over my bottom lip.

"Now for your surprise" I flirted, slowly taking off my dress.

The dress dropped to the floor, pooling around my feet and revealing the black two piece lace that I had on.

Just the sight of my exposed thighs, had Romano drooling, which made me happy at how easy he was.

Pulling out a chair from the dinner table, I called him with my finger.

Coming to me like the stray dog he is, he sat down on the chair.

My hands snaked their way down to his belly from behind, nearing his pelvis.

"I want you to listen to me very carefully" I whispered into his ear.

Seeing him nod his head, I walked around him until I stood in front of him.

"Rule 1: you can look but not touch" I said, bringing my hands to my titties and slightly playing with them.

His mouth hung open as he looked at me attentively.

I lowering down to the floor, my knees caring my weight.

I rubbed my hands all over my body seductively as I slowly raised myself up.

"Rule 2: no matter how horny you get, you cannot touch yourself"

I turned around bending over, feeling myself get turned on.

He had a perfect view of my pussy lips that were sticking out of my panties.

"Fuck baby" he groaned.

Smirking, I slid my hands into panties and began rubbing my wet foldes, my moans slipping out swiftly.

Looking back at him, he was sweating like a pig.

"Fuck Daddy, I'm so wet for you" I whined, pressing my index finger against my pulsing hole.

"Please, please let me touch you" I heard him beg and I let out a chuckle of disappointment at how quickly he folded.

I stood up straight, removing my hand and turning to him.

I grabbed his chin, straddling him and he let out a shaky breath.

"Open" I orded and he obeyed quickly opening his mouth.

Sticking my two fingers that are coated with my cum in his mouth, his tongue twirling around them.

"How do I taste?" I asked.

"Amazing"

I removed my fingers and then wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Good, because that's all you're going to taste"

Ignoring the needing look in his eyes, I began grinding my hips against his clothed crotch.

Holding back the urge to touch me, he let out uncontrollable groans below me as I sped up.

"Fuck, how badly do you want to put it in Daddy?" I teased.

"So bad baby, please just let me do it" he cried.

He's so pathetic.

"Nope, you have to follow the rules" I panted, no denying my pussy was aching for penetration.

But I have to follow through with my plan, even if that might deprive me of pleasure.

Either way, I can always find dick somewhere else.

Playing with my hair, I grinding my hips harder at his bricked member.

"I can't take this anymore" he said and shortly after his hands gripped my thighs.

I was quick to jump off his lap, "What did I say about no touching idiot?" I cussed at him.

Seeing his demeanor change completely, my heart began to race.

What the fuck?

"I think it's your turn to listen to me" he growled walking towards me and I slowly backed away.

Bumping into a pillar, Romano grabbed me with force making me shriek.

"What are doing?" I panicked looking at him with fear.

"Shut up slut" he snared before slamming me into the nearest the wall he saw.

Pain shooting through my body, I attempted to get up but a large hand grabbed a handful of my hair.

"Ahh" I screamed at the throbbing pain of my hair being pulled out of my scalp.

"I'm done with you treating me like a fool" he said as I sobbed.

Romano began pulling me from my hair, I scratched at his arm trying to loosen his grip.

"Stop, you bastard!" I screamed, my skin dragged against the cold tiles.

He started dragging me up the stairs and the pain became unbearable.

"Help!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping someone would hear me.

We stopped at a door and he lifted me up, releasing my hair.

I tried running away but he tripped me, my face colliding with the floor.

"Shit" I hissed, hearing a cracking sound.

My head was now heavy and I felt as if I was going to pass out any minute now.

"That'll teach you Samantha, or should I say Mia Valentino" my eyes widened as I realised that my identity was exposed.

I'm fucked.

Using his leg, he turned me over on my back, my eyes puffy as I looked up at him.

"You really thought you could fool me, bitch!" He spat, chuckling devishly.

I had no energy, the pain taking over my whole body.

"I'm sorry, please don't hurt me" I cried softly.

There's nothing I could do right now than to beg for him to spare my life.

"I'm afraid it's too late to apologize baby" he lifted his leg and kicked me in the stomach.

FUCK!

Crying, I curled my body trying to protect my stomach as he sent powerful kicks non stop.

"Ack!" I coughed out blood, the fear of dying taking over me.

No matter how loud I screamed and cried, Romano continued abusing my body.

It was like he was a monster sent from hell, his eyes held nothing but hatred.

He kicked and stepped on my face, blood spewing out my mouth with every hit he made.

"I've dealt with gold digging cunts like you that think they're above everyone. You need to be taught a lesson about using peope" he gritted through his teeth, panting heavily.

Not being able to scream anymore, my voice made croacky sounds as he finally stopped.

I couldn't make out what he was doing, but he picked me up, making the pain worse.

"Now for my dessert" he said before throwing me onto something soft.

I groaned at the impact, my body never feeling so fragile as right now.

The bed sank as I felt his body hover over me.

His hand brushed over my face and I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to see him as his disgusting hands touched me.

"Just k-kill me" I managed to voice out, even though it came out scruffy.

Romano bursted into a loud fit of laughter, "Baby, I need to taste you while you're alive. I want to you hear scream as I fuck this pussy of yours" he told me, his hands finding their way to my panties.

Yelping, the lace material was snatched off my skin, exposing me completely.

Please stop...

"So beautiful" his mouth watered.

He leaned down to the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.

I flinched once his wet tongue licked at my skin.

"No, stop!" I sobbed lowly, my body unable to move because of my crushed bones.

As his face got closer to mine, turned my head to the side and opened my eyes.

"Let's see how tight you are" he said before shoving his fingers down my pussy making me cry out.

His fingers fondled with my folds as he made disgusting sounds ontop of me.

"So tight, I should fuck you right away" he continued to violate my body.

I stared at the lamp on the side table as his hands touched me everywhere.

He shoved his fingers deeper in me, and I stopped fighting.

There's no use of fighting, he's going to rape me and there's nothing I can do about that.

I just have to accept my fate.

It's not like I'm strong enough to get him off m-

Wait!

The lamp!

Realizing that the lamp was made out of glass, I opened my eyes again.

Romano eyes stayed on my pussy as his hands played with my clit, giving me an opportunity to grab the lamp.

I only have one chance, I need to get it right.

Reaching my arm over the bed, I grabbed the lamp cautiously.

Slowly raising my other arm, I held a tight grip on the lamp with both hands, waiting for the right time.

"You sick fuck" I spoke up and he raise his head, his eyes widening when he looked at me.

He didn't have enough time to react as I smashed the lamp on his head, the glass shattering.

His body dropped on me and I gasped as I looked at the blood gush out of his head.

"Oh my God" I mumbled, ignoring the aching pain, I slid out from under him and rolled down to the floor.

Scurrying off to the corner of the room, I brought my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them.

Oh shit, I just killed someone.

My lips quivered as I looked at Romano's lifeless body, blood now dripping down to the floor.

What do I do now?

Do I call the police?

No! I can't do that, I'll be charged with murder.

I'm in another country without money, how the fuck do I get back home?

I need to call someone, but who?

Sniffing, I carefully pulled myself up.

The pain was hard to ignore but right now I need to get my phone.

Using the stair railing as support, I limped down the stairs.

The bones in my body cracking with every step I took.

My palms were covered with cuts from the glass and my naked body was decorated with bruises and blood.

Once I reached the bottom, I spotted my handbag and I immediately dropped down to my knees.

Sobbing, I crawled to my bag, pulling it from off the kitchen counter.

Wasting no time, I unzipped my handbag and turned it upside down, all the contents falling out.

Pushing things to the side, I sighed picking my phone and unlocking it.

I scrolled through my contacts and clicked on the caller ID.

Hearing the dail tone, I bit at my nails impatiently.

"Please, please answer" My hands began shaking, all I heard was ringing.

"Hello?"

My heart dropped as I heard my father's voice.

"Dad" I sniffed, the tears returning.

"Mia, are you okay? is everything alright?" His voice was full of panicked.

"Dad please help me, I killed a man and I'm stuck in a country, I can't leave" I ranted, crying to him.

"Hold on, Mia slow down. Start for beginning" he told me and I tried controlling my breathing.

"It started when I got in the car of a stranger..."

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