Author's POV

"Are you comfortable?"

Rafael asked me and I nodded my head with a small smile.

I was sitting in his car with him and two other men who were in my house when I first met Rafael. I don't know their name but they both look quite close to Rafael.

Rafael always tries to make conversation with me, but I don't initiate much. I know he has helped me, but in the end, he is a criminal, and I don't want to get close to anyone from the mafia.

I don't know what kind of thoughts he has for me, he knows that I am sleeping with Dominick Moretti for money. I don't think he has very good judgment about me, and it makes me uncomfortable around him.

I was in the office doing my work, but then Gomez told me that I had to check some other financial transactions. He told me to go with Rafael so here I am.

At least I am out of his sight.

Rafael parked the car in a huge parking lot and all of us got out. Just by seeing the parking lot, I got the feeling that it's a very expensive place.

"Come Grace"

Rafael said and I followed him.

"Rafael, what is this place?"

I asked as we started walking inside.

"This is a BDSM club... Chief owns it"

He replied casually as we stood in front of the elevator.

"BDSM?!"

I gulped. Is he into that kind of thing? He has never tried those things with me, except tying my hands, but what if he does? Oh my god!

"Yes, BDSM"

Rafael said and we both entered the elevator.

"We have a doubt that the manager of this club is messing with profit... All you need to do is check the financial statements and do the audits... We are here for inspection"

He explained, and I nodded.

I am feeling very uncomfortable in this place. Thankfully I am here just for work.

"Miss your dress code"

The bouncer blocked my way with his large arm, making me halt.

"Keep your hand in its place if you love your life..."

Rafael warned him and he quickly stepped back.

"Sorry I didn't know that she was with you"

He apologised.

"Then ask, Idiot"

Rafael spat.

He gestured for me to walk ahead of him, and I did. As soon as I entered the room I froze in my place.

The room was smelling like sex but that wasn't the problem. There were so many naked women. I scrunched my eyebrows when I saw big collars around their necks with chains. A few of them are still wearing their lingerie.

I flinched when I heard a painful scream and looked at the stage where one naked woman was getting whipped and everyone was watching it like a movie.

I have heard about BDSM and sub-dom relationships, but this is my first time witnessing it.

I am no one to judge, but I still can't understand why someone would get naked in front of a bunch of people just for pleasure.

Here I am doing it in front of one man, and the shame and guilt are eating me from the inside. How can they do it?

How can someone take pleasure in pain?

My eyes widened when I saw a Dom using a big dildo on his sub and I quickly looked away. It was terrifying to see, she was literally turning blue by her bounds.

I can't listen to their screams and whimpers, it makes me scared. It reminds me of my first night with him. Whenever I think about it, my core muscles contract in pain.

I flinched when someone touched my shoulder.

"Are you okay Grace?"

It was Rafael.

"This way"

He gestured.

I silently followed him trying to ignore everything and everyone. This dark world is not for me, I can't deal with it.

I just hope that he doesn't do this to me. If he can be rough in normal sex then he will literally kill me in these dominant ways.

I don't want him to whip me like this. I don't want to wear a collar. I don't want to use sex toys. Not with him at least.

We entered the office which was made up of one side mirror. All the noise disappeared but we could still see the people.

When we entered, the middle-aged man who was sitting in the office stood up. He has dirty blonde hair and a moustache. He looked typical Italian.

"Rafael... So nice to meet you"

His words were difficult to understand due to his Italian accent.

Rafael just smirked and shook hands with him.

"And this beautiful girl... So finally you got the new sub, huh?"

He smiled at me flashing his yellow teeth.

I gulped, Rafael is dominant! I can't imagine him doing these kinds of things with girls.

"She looks good... Not so great but it will work for you"

He said.

"Can we share?... It's been long"

I closed my eyes trying to control my anger.

"Careful Edwin... She belongs to Chief"

Rafael said and Edwin quickly stepped back from me.

"I didn't touch her..."

He raised his hands. Fear was clearly visible in his eyes.

"Please take a seat Miss... What would you like to drink?"

His tone changed.

Sometimes I wonder how quickly people change their behaviour when it comes to rich people. He would have treated me worse than whore if it wasn't because of the Name of the chief.

"Water"

I replied.

"Please take a seat"

He said politely. I ignored him and sat down on the small sofa.

Rafael told him to show financial records and his face went pale.

"Rafael, we have been friends for so long... You know little mistakes can happen. I will take care of it next time. Let it go for now."

Edwin smiled nervously.

"Chief knows about it... Give her every single document right now... Let her check..."

Rafael warned.

"Maybe he will have mercy on you..."

Edwin started sweating. He gave me all the documents with trembling hands.

Good! I am not the only one who trembles at his name.

I started checking everything, and I swear this man is the biggest thief I have ever come across. He is stealing almost half of the profit.

"Rafael do something I don't want to die"

Edwin pleaded.

Rafael sighed.

"You should have thought about it before fucking up... I can't do anything, he has your family... Your wife is already dead... Your son has already given all the money which you have stolen from him... We were here just to make sure that it matches the amount... Your son must be dead by now..."

I froze in my seat when I heard Rafael. I know they are criminals but I am not used to things like this.

He was telling him like he was talking about the weather and not about his family's death.

Edwin Panicked. He looked more scared for himself rather than in pain for his family.

"He will kill me too."

He blabbered.

I quickly stood up when he grabbed the gun from his table and pointed it at both of us.

"Let me go, Rafael... I can still survive.. move aside."

Edwin demanded.

Rafael was being careful.

"Edwin don't be a fool... You know him. You can't run."

He tried to make him understand.

"MOVE"

Edwin yelled.

Rafael was about to do something, but then the door suddenly opened.

I didn't look back, but I know who it is. His scent filled the room, and no matter what, I can't forget this smell. It has been printed on my mind.

I slowly turned my head back and glanced at his shoes. It's him!... He is here.

Edwin froze in his place as he walked towards him.

He raised his hand, and Edwin silently handed his gun to the chief.

I know this fear, I can feel what Edwin is feeling right now.

Only presence is enough to scare the shit out of the person. Edwin completely surrendered.

His silence is his deadliest weapon. No one can predict his next move. He is more dangerous when he is silent.

He took the gun from Edwin and turned towards me. My heart skipped a beat when he held his hand in front of me. With shaky breath, I placed the paper of calculations in his hand.

He glanced at the amount, and I visibly flinched when he shot Edwin in his kneecap. My scream was stuck in my throat.

The next bullet hit the stomach.

And I screamed loudly when he finally blew his brains out of his head. I closed my ears when I heard his skull getting cracked.

My panic rose to my head and everything went blurry. The last thing I remember is hitting my head on something hard, and somehow I know that it's not the floor.