Owned By The Mafia Alpha

Four.|| Breaking Her.

Castriel’s POV.

“If you think I’m going to let you go, Amelia Elsher then you have no idea what I’m capable of.” I grinned, the gun pressing harder into her neck.

She grunted and my eyes trailed around her face, her perfectly pointed nose and her curved lips made my d**k twitch as it kicked in anticipation of f*****g her.

Pinning her against the wall with a gun to her neck wasn’t what I intended to do, it was more than what I initially wanted but she had to be so sharp mouthed.

Something about her was different and it piqued my interest.

The pull I felt towards her was undeniable and I wanted nothing more than to f**k her brains out right her and now, I wanted to rip her dress off and just f**k her like a w***e.

I wanted to pin her against the wall just like I’m doing now and f**k her with the gun still on her neck. I wanted to hear the sound of her moans just like I did last night.

Her voice was low and sweet and I just wanted to know how my name would sound rolling out of her tongue and coming out of her perfectly carved lips.

The dress she was putting on made her look so ravishing, she was perfect for a slut, for my slut and I wanted to claim and make her mine.

She’s mine already but I wanted more than her just being my personal slave.

My mind drifted off to what happened last night and my d**k kicked again, it didn’t seem to understand that what was going on was just my imagination but it kept getting hard anyway.

Her p***y was warm and welcoming, better than those of the girls I’ve ever f****d and the fact that she was a virgin was making my d**k kick harder with excitement.

I wanted to feel the tightness of her cunt again.

Her face had gone pale and it was as though blood had gone away from it, she looked innocent as she batted her eyelashes, her dark brown eyes were tempting.

I wanted to have her on her knees with her lips wrapped around my c**k and her eyes looking up at me while I f****d her face.

My imagination wouldn’t stop running wild and I knew that if I didn’t stop, I was going to f**k her without caring that my men were around.

Closing my eyes and shutting the imagination out of my mind, I moved the gun from her neck and pulled the trigger as I shot a hole through the wall.

She yelled and I knew that the sound of the gun going off must’ve almost deafened her. Her eyes were closed and I made sure the bullet only missed her head a little.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” She screamed out of fear, her eyes still closed like opening it was going to automatically let the bullet course through her.

“Letting you know that I’m not joking around and my patience is running thin,” I responded, seeing her in that position was thrilling.

Her palms instinctively on both her ears, covering it with her eyes closed, her lips parted, taking me back to the night I f****d her.

The night I took her virginity just because she was mad at her ex-boyfriend and thought that the best thing to do was to give herself away to a stranger she thought she was never going to see again.

Plot Twist: She’s going to be seeing more of me.

My lips curled in a smile that I couldn’t keep from breaking out and my palm itched to touch her face but I already felt it before and I still remember how soft it felt.

This isn’t why you bought her, Castriel, focus!

I slapped myself back to reality, Amelia was shivering in front of me, her breathing was heavy and her chest was heaving so hard that her boobs looked like they were going to fall off.

Her boobs, those perky, pointy, perfect sized titties on her chest. I could see her n*****s through the dress and anger coursed through me when I realized that the men with us could almost see it too.

“Leave us!” I ordered and they scampered out immediately. I might have bought her to humiliate her but no one else deserves to see her like I do.

If anyone had stared too long at her chest like I was doing, I was going to kill him.

My eyeballs moved and in a swift motion my hand left her neck and a second gunshot filled the room.

Amelia’s eyes widened, she had no idea why I’d just shot the innocent guy in the room. Oh, if only she knew what she was getting into.

“Come clean up this mess!” I called out to the men outside and they dragged his lifeless body out of the room, leaving Amelia and I alone again.

“Eyes up here, I’m not done with you yet.” I said, using the gun to force her face in my direction so that she would be staring right at me.

“I’ve been counting in my head and I believe I stopped at five,” I continued as I stared at a petrified Amelia, “and since I run out of patience easily, once I get to ten the next thing I’ll put a bullet through will be your head.” I finished with a smile.

Amelia swallowed, she didn’t blink out of fear of what was going to happen if she batted an eyelash. The way her throat bobbed made me throw my head back.

I’d stopped counting since and I had no intention of putting a bullet through her head but she doesn’t know that and she doesn’t have to know.

She gulped down spit again and I imagined my c**k inside her mouth, shooting my nut down her throat as she swallowed it.

Why didn’t we try that last night?

If we had then I would’ve known how her throat felt but now I’m left with just imagining it, I’m left with painting her throat based on the feel of her p***y.

I knew she was my mate right from the moment I met her at the club but there was something else that made me approach her, she was also different from what I remember.

I couldn’t possibly reject her because that would be a very simple punishment. I wanted to make her feel pain, punish her in the worst possible ways.

I’ve never wanted to break someone as much as I wanted to break Amelia Elsher.

The desperation to see how she was going to handle the pain of her supposed second chance mate f*****g another girl, I knew it was going to going to bring back horrible memories of her ex-boyfriend but damn, I wanted to see how much more she can take.

She doesn’t seem to care about me or what I wanted to do but two can f*****g play that game and we’d see how much either of us can take.

I wasn’t even interested in her anymore until that night, she struck a chord in me, she makes me want to do the worst possible things to and for her.

The only reason I bought her, the only reason I spent that ridiculous amount of money on her was to make sure that she suffers and I’m going to see to it that I break her spirit like I’ve always wanted.

I’m not a knight in shining armor but a monster whose only quest is to see how much more she can take.

“Time’s up.” I said as I placed my finger on the trigger but Amelia only bursted out laughing uncontrollably.

“You think I’m scared of you, don’t you?” She started, every ounce of fear I once saw in her disappearing as her eyes glinted mischievously.

“I was tired of living anyway so you’d be doing me a huge favor if you pulled that trigger, I’m not going to beg for my life or stop you. DO IT!” She said as if daring me to shoot her.

My mouth opened but I couldn’t let out any word, she was filled with so much pride that I could feel it and it angered me.

No one had dared to talk back to me like this but not only was she talking back, she was looking at me dead in the eyes while talking.

Her pride was another thing I hated, another thing that irritated me because I love my sluts and slaves submissive but I know that this one would be a big problem for me because of her sharp tongue.

“What’s your name?” She enquired after a while of silence, “Alpha Castriel Reign Maxim, right? The Alpha of Alphas, the one whose name commands respect and causes terror.”

“Lots of people out there would lick the ground you walk on but not me. I don’t care about you because not only are you not MY alpha,” she laid emphasis on ‘my’.

“But you’re also an alpha that has no regard for life, if you could kill your own subject, how much more me? I’m not scared of you and I’m infact daring you to pull that trigg—“

I didn’t let her finish talking before pulling the trigger and making sure that it grazed her cheek this time.

The room filled up with her agonizing scream as blood gushed out of her cheeks but she didn’t do anything to cover the wound and I realized it took her long to heal.

She was in pain, the wound wasn’t closing up and despite the pain, she only gritted her teeth without her eyes moving from mine.

Her fists were clenched by her sides and her eyes glistened with tears that were begging to drop but she was doing everything she could to keep them at bay.

“You’re interesting.” I said, moving a loose tendril of her hair behind her ears as I leaned more into her.

The determination to break her grew stronger and I have never wanted to make someone so weak like I wanted to do to Amelia.

She’s just a werewolf that can’t heal on her own because she still hasn’t gotten her wolf so I knew she was very weak but she was trying to appear strong.

Her blood called out to me, it looked so delicious and despite being a wolf and not a vampire, I couldn’t hold back as I leaned more into her and stuck my tongue out to lick the blood, speeding up her healing process.

She tasted better than I would have imagined and it took everything that I had in me to not dig my teeth in and mark her.

The last thing I wanted right now was to be forever bound to a wolf that couldn’t protect herself and I knew that marking Amelia would mean I’m obligated to protect her.

I have enough to protect already, I can’t add her to the list.

Smiling to myself, I licked the blood until there was nothing and I was sure that she had fully healed before bringing my lips to her ear to whisper to her.

“I’m going to have so much fun breaking you, Amelia Elsher.”