Chapter 2

• Giulia's POV
• “Where are we going?” I asked as Lorenzo led me down a dimly lit alley.
• “My boss has got a special job for you.” For the first time, I saw Lorenzo smile, and it sent shivers down my spine.
• The alley led us to a nondescript door. Lorenzo brought out a keycard and swung open exposing us to a stairway.
• As we descended the stairs I adjusted the annoying short black dress I was forced to wear.
• We climbed until we reached a door. The bouncers outside gave a slight bow to Lorenzo and pushed the door open.
• The door revealed a smoke-filled room, and my stomach churned. I had never seen a place like this.
• “Welcome to Black Heaven,” Lorenzo said as he gestured for me to go in. I was hesitant and my legs felt too numb to take a step.
• Before I realized what was happening, Lorenzo grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.
• The clamor of clinking glasses, unpleasant laughter, and shuffling cards overwhelmed me. The air reeked of smoke and desperation.
• “Follow me,” Lorenzo muttered to my hearing as he let go of my arms. I could feel the burning stares of both young and old but I dared not look around.
• Lorenzo halted in front of a sleek black counter and a man with tattoos and numerous piercings walked out of the shadows with a package, his eyes not leaving my body.
• The tattooed guy eyed me for quite some time as he dropped the package.
• “Thank you, Raymond,” Lorenzo said as he opened the package and beckoned me to look inside. It contained several bags of white powder.
• “Your job is to sell this.” He instructed, his tone firm but low and intimidating “every one of them, before tonight runs out.”
• I was speechless. I knew Antonio was ruthless, but compelling his so-called companion into selling drugs for him was extreme. I burned with rage but there was nothing I could do other than obey. This was worse than I had imagined.
• Lorenzo handed the package over to me and led me to a crowded table. My heart sank.
• “Smile, Giulia. You don't want to chase these people away”
• I forced a smile to hide my anger.
• Lorenzo took a few steps backward and watched me do my thing. His presence was unbearable.
• My hands trembled as I exchanged packets of powders for wads of cash. All eyes were on my body; the men seemed like they were waiting for an opportunity to devour me.
• Not long after, I felt cold fingers running through my lap, and I shivered. I looked down to find the middle-aged man who had his fingers on my body watching me.
• I was scared to pull away. His fingers ran around my lap for quite some time and he began to move them up to my undies.
• My eyes widened in shock as I turned to look at Lorenzo. A sly smile hung on his lips.
• “The boss has ordered that no one touches her,” Lorenzo called out to the man from where he stood.
• “I didn't get to have a taste of you, my darling,” the man said as he moved his hand away, letting a deep frown rest on his face.
• I quickly moved away from the table.
• My heart raced uncontrollably as I walked around. Both eyes of old and young were on me and they kept calling out to me.
• I am not a slut for crying out loud! I yelled mentally.
• The only thing that kept me intact was my master's order for me not to be touched.
• All I wanted was to quickly distribute the drugs and leave the atmosphere. It was becoming intoxicating and I was exhausted.
• Just when I was about to lose it, Lorenzo nodded towards the exit.
• “Time to go,” he said, collecting what was left.
• I let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked out of the room grasping for a feel of fresh air. Lorenzo followed from behind.
• “I'm letting you relax because this is your first. Next time, you'll finish distributing it all.” Lorenzo said as we entered the car.
• I turned to look at him for quite some time and kept my head straight. Did he hate me this much or was this my master's order?
• ***
• “How did she do it?” Don Antonio asked, his eyes roaming my body immediately after we got to the dining room.
• “Better than expected, Boss,” Lorenzo answered without sparing me a glance.
• “Good… If you were so good at this, then there's more you could do,” Antonio said, rubbing his palms together.
• My heart skipped a beat. There was more I could do? Tears immediately flooded my eyes. This wasn't as easy as I thought.
• I immediately felt the urge to run away but how easy was that?
• “Go and freshen up Giulia and join me at the table… you did a good job this evening”
• I took a look at the table and it was filled with varieties of meals I had always wanted to taste.
• “Yes, master,” I answered with a slight bow and walked away. I could feel Antonio's stare from behind but I didn't look back.
• “Giulia” Don Antonio called the moment I got to the door. I turned to face him but his eyes were on his food.
• “You'll join me in my bedroom, too, as my companion after dinner.”
• I stood there dumbfounded but he never looked up. I slowly turned at walked out.
• “Your bath is ready, ma'am,” a slender-looking lady in a white apron said as I walked in.
• I went to take a bath and I felt better. I walked out and found that a dress had already been prepared for me.
• I picked up the dress and saw that it was shamelessly transparent.
• “I can't wear this.” I blurted
• “This is what the master insists on ma'am”
• “Tell him I'm no slut and can't wear this to the dining room” I yelled, throwing the dress back on the bed.
• “Is that so?” A deep, familiar voice asked, and I froze.