Sofia's POV

Our journey back home was silent and sad as everyone in the car was brooding. We all kept our thoughts to ourselves but I was sure that we had the same thing on our minds.

My father stopped in a mall for us to have lunch, seeing that I had not eaten anything since morning when he came to pick me.

While we were having lunch he suddenly asked.

" Sofi, have you had sex with a man before??"

I choked on my food and cough so hard that I couldn't breathe.

Dad tapped gently on my back while Sheila tried to make me take some water.

"Why would you even ask me that " I screamed at my dad when my cough subsided a little.

"I just want to know dear " he said calmly with a warm smile on his face.

I knew he was just looking for a bargaining chip to use.

I can't believe he still wants to bargain with my virginity. He's so unbelievable.

"That's a personal question dad and am not answering it."

He nodded when he saw my determination and knew I wasn't gonna answer him.

Am sure he'll try and find out from Sheila if I've kept my virginity.

Its a good thing Sheila is here as I refused to give him a straight answer. I know she won't answer him either. He should be grateful am giving up my life for him, not trying to sell me off to the mafia Lord.

After our lunch he took me to a mall to get me some clothes. He's still trying to make me presentable but I refused to wear the clothes he bought, preferring to go in my school approved attire.

We boarded a plane which took three hours to land.

Dad kept sighing as he checked the time on his wrist watch. I guess the mafia Lord gave him time. I really hope we don't keep him waiting for long.

When we drove into our house, I saw unfamiliar cars parked outside and I knew instantly that they were here already to take me away from my home and my family.

My father looked scared and shaken but I was unperturbed. I know for a fact that he's not gonna kill me. At least not yet.

When we walked in, I saw several men standing randomly and some were sitting down on the  couch. I also saw my mum and my brother sitting down, looking so petrified.

As soon as we got in one of the men seated started laughing so hysterically and I stared at him wondering what was so hilarious.

" Is she a fucking nun??" Another one of the men seated asked.

I was not sure who amongst them was the mafia Lord that had everyone looking so scared and shaken up this way.

I dared to raise my head and scrutinise them all. I eyed them all, one after the other until my eyes met his and I gasped and shivered as my eyes widened in shock when I realized that this is mafia Lord. I don't need any formal introduction. the sudden chill that came over me when my blue eyes met with his deep green eyes, told me all I needed to know.

Although in my opinion, he doesn't look that scary. He's actually the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. He has an Aura that makes everyone around him bow before him. He has a wavy black hair that's trimmed and shaped to give him a drop dead gorgeous look. his high cheekbones and well sculptured face that makes him look like a model on the runway. Then his muscular arms and firm chest that defined his perfect abs makes me want to drool while staring at him.

I looked down immediately and felt guilty because he caught me staring.

I hope he doesn't hate me already because he's going to think that am nosy and disrespectful.

I could feel his intense gaze on me and I knew he was scrutinizing me.

"What's your name?? he asked me curiously.

"Sofia " I said calmly, still not looking up at him again. I cant bear to get on his bad side because he may hate me for being disrespectful.

"How old are you Sofia?? He asked and I nearly smiled at the sound of his voice as he mentioned my name. i never knew my name could sound so sexy... my name sounded so lovely coming from his mouth.

"I'm 19 years old " I said trying to sound calm.

"Am guessing you know why am here. am a man of few words and I don't have time to waste on unnecessary formalities. let's get on with this " he said coldly and glanced at my parents.

He stood up so Gracefully and followed my father to his office. I assume they want to sign the document that'll make him my legal owner.

As he walked away with my father, his men started moving my belongings from my father's car to one of the other cars parked outside which I presumed was his.

They couldn't even wait to know if the deal was successful or not.

I guess they already know that once the mafia Lord sets his eyes on something, he gets it.

"What the mafia Lord wants, he always gets no matter the cost."

This slogan is what motivates my father to live a carefree life and gamble recklessly. He was supposed to be the mafia Lord after my grandfather. All his life, he was trained to take over from his father. Then he lost half of his wealth gambling and this guy beat him to the position because he has the wealth and charisma to be the mafia Lord.

My brother looked pale in anger and he had some bruises that seemed like he got into a fight recently and my mum cried silently. I guess she didn't want to annoy him. she kept sniffing and tears kept flowing down her face.

I walked up to my brother and hugged him, " If I went to mum first, am sure i won't have the time to hug him because my new owner would be coming down soon. I whispered in his ear, urging him to take care of mum and dad when am gone. I promised him I'll keep in touch if am allowed to.

Then I went to my mum and hugged her the biggest hug ever. My tears threatened to fall but I held it in. if I cried now, my mum would not be able to control herself anymore and am sure she'll act rashly and it may cost us our lives.

I consoled her, telling her I'll be fine and I promised to come and visit her whenever he permits me to.

I was still consoling my mum when he walked out with so much poise and charisma, carrying himself like a Greek god.

"Let's go " He said coldly without mercy and without looking at my family to see their pain.

"He's truly heartless. " I sighed as I resigned myself to fate.

It seems my fate has been sealed already. I just have to keep praying for things to go well so I don't end up dead.

He led the way out and his men followed but my legs refused to move. I stood there still hugging my mum.

Then he turned around and held my hand and practically teared me away from my mum's grip as he pulled me out, without sparing  a glance at me or any member of my family.

I felt something when he held my hand. My fears and worries seems to be forgotten as I felt a nice and warm feeling that so amazing. This feeling of warmth makes me believe that I'll be safe and everything would be fine.

I looked up at him and saw him starring at me also. " Maybe he felt it also " I thought within  myself as he led me towards his car.