Chapter 13

Don laid on the bed, his nudity concealed by the bed sheet. Julia was next to him, breathless and sweating profusely. She had just had some hours of intimacy with her boss and now she was speechless.

The boss soon stood up, completely nude, as he walked over to his clothes on the ground. He picked them up and began to dress as Julia's eyes watched him.

“You should get back to work.” Don stated while knotting his tie.

Julia rolled her eyes and said, “I am done for the day.”

Don said nothing. He had no intention of conversing with her, especially since he had decided that this would be the last time he would ever be intimate with her.

He had broken one of his golden rules by having sex with the same lady twice, but now he was struggling to free himself from her grip.

“Why do you mistreat me and still come to me for sex?” Julia asked him.

Don halted, his fingers still wrapped in the strands of his necktie.

He was not anticipating such a question from her, but he was the boss, so he told her what she wanted to hear.

“Is it not your responsibility as a servant to gratify me?” he said as he continued knotting. “I can treat you however I want to, especially since you don't have any right because you belong to me.”

“As expected.” Julia muttered.

He heard her but did not say anything. He wanted her to believe she was nothing to him; it was the only way he could get his mind off of her.

When he finished, he exited the room and closed the door. Julia let out a sigh of relief.

“You don't have any right because you are my servant.” Julia mimicked.

She had expected him to refer to her as his servant whenever possible, but she was still puzzled as to why he kept returning to her. She hated him and hated the fact that he despises her, but nothing could be done.

She is alone, in the hands of the cruel mafia boss and only she would be able to save herself.

***

When Don got out of the room, he met Marcello approaching him.

“Boss,” he bowed.

“Martin will be leaving tomorrow night. I have arranged for two men to follow him secretly.” Marcello added.

Don nodded his head in approval.

“I need all the information I need to know about his whereabouts. Is that clear?”

“Yes, boss.”

***

It was late at night, yet Julia was unable to fall asleep. Her eyes were heavy, but she was not ready to close them. Her mind was inundated with memories of her mother.

What could she be doing? Is she well? Perhaps, she is still lost in her thoughts about her daughter?

Whatever the situation, Julia prayed that her mother was doing well. She had long for the day she would visit her and she knew a day would come, but now was not the time.

It was then nostalgia hit her really hard, and she started crying, yearning for the day her liberation would arrive.

She could not wait to get out of her boss's reach; if it were possible, she would never want to set her eyes on him again.

Just then, she had an idea. She considered it at first, but then shook her head.

“That would be another failed attempt.” she tells herself.

One strategy had failed, and she could not take any chances with another. What if it ends horribly, worse than the previous one? Don would be furious with her and might put a much harsher punishment on her.

But, on the other hand, she believes it may work out for her; after all, it was her independence that she desired, and she cared nothing about anybody else. Even the boss and everyone in the household cared less about her.

They ignored and treated her like a mere slave, but it was not their fault; the boss was all over it, manipulating them like puppets.

So she thought about it again and grinned.

“He is so hard-hearted and wouldn't even feel the pain.” She chuckled.

This time, she had intended to draw out her strategy with the intention of avoiding failure. It would work out, she convinced herself, and even if it didn't, she would have achieved something more.

Her plan is directed at the arrogant and wicked boss. After all, a little treachery will not hurt him.