Captivated By You

Delilah's eyes widened when she heard her father speak about murder. Her mouth opened wide enough, and she was more livid than her pale skin. How could her father propose engaging in such a crime? Delilah unconsciously shook her head to reject.

"I can't possibly do that, Dad. How could I kill someone!" Delilah replied, still with an upset grimace.

"Why not! If you know what he has done, then you will learn that what you will do is not much." Delilah was still stunned and did not answer. Her mouth was slightly open, surprisingly. Mark came back closer kept convincing his daughter.

"Now, give the money to your brother so he can repay it." Delilah still didn't move to see her father. Mark realized that Delilah didn't trust him quickly. He started to hug her and sat her down on the bed. He gently took on Delilah's hand and held it.

"Listen to me, honey. It would be best if you didn't get hurt. James Belgenza will kill you if you try to negotiate with him. Delilah began to melt and lowered her head. She squeezed the hem of the skirt she was wearing.

"After all, I am your father. I can not harm you. I know I've been harsh to you all this time, but I would never harm you, girl!" said Mark with a convincing stare. It was a long time since Delilah had heard her father speak to her so softly. Delilah nodded and agreed. She got up from her seat to walk out of his father's room to her room. Mark grinned evilly at his son Oliver.

Delilah returned moments later and handed Oliver about 30 thousand euros in cash in an envelope. Oliver accepted the money while slightly stunned to see Delilah. Mark quickly got up and put his arm around his daughter.

"Then you stay at home. Wait for your brother and me to come home. you got me?" Delilah nodded. Mark then came out, but Oliver was still in front of Delilah, who looked at him innocently.

"Oliver...let's go!" exclaimed Mark to his son. Mark still stared at Delilah, then took her hand.

"Listen to me, don't let that guy touch you, although if it's just a strand of your hair. Fight him. He's not a good person. Understand! Take care of yourself," Oliver said, staring at Delilah guiltily. Delilah felt like Oliver was asking her a farewell. But she just stood there watching her father and brother leave. Oliver briefly glanced at Delilah but then came out with his father.

Delilah obeyed her father's request. She sat waiting in the house until her father and brother returned from seeing James Belgenza.

DUBRICH, PARIS

James went into a particular room that had the best level of security. The room's display glass is made of bullet and missile-resistant material. The lights are dim in that super private space, but visitors can view every "stuff" offered them. James had his room. He would go into the same room as every Dubrich branch he visited. A waitress then poured him champagne before the auction started.

"Thank you," James said and took out a 100 dollar tip for the waiter. The waiter bowed and took the money, and left. James took a pack of cigarettes and lit it. His lips then sucked on the cigarette and exhaled the smoke while the voice of the auction moderator played out.

"Welcome to Dubrich, gentlemen… please submit your bid for the first auction object. A 19-year-old girl from Albania and a virgin. The offer opens from 10 thousand dollars, please…." James didn't press the button and still observed the half-naked girl displayed in front of him.

The girl will not see who bought her because the glass was one way. But she could hear the sound of her bidding. For some women, the higher the bid, the more proud they are Because most of them did offer themselves up for sale at the auction house. Uncommonly, they end up being one of the concubines of those rich people.

Dubrich always made sure that the women were not victims of human trafficking. However, James couldn't believe them because he had bought a woman and it turned out that she was a kidnap victim. Unfortunately, James is not a caring person. The girl eventually also ended up being James' victim in his bed.

James then pressed the bid button on the fourth auction object. A blonde-haired girl with blue eyes like Delilah. Somehow James was interested in buying her, although she was skinny and not engaging. The price is also not high, only 90 thousand dollars.

"Get my things ready in the room. Bring my suitcase too!" James ordered Earth. Earth understood the order. He smirked and nodded. James pressed the transfer button on his phone and stood out of his room.

His bodyguards escort James to a luxury hotel in Paris, where he usually spends lustful nights with his toys. He got into a special elevator and went out to the room that they had prepared.

"Have fun, sir!" replied Earth giving a particular coin to open the room door. James came in with a cold face, and the door locked automatically. He put it in his suit pocket as he walked into the room of his presidential suite.

When he opened the door, the girl he had bought was ready to work for James. Her hands and feet had been tied with red cloth, and she had some drugs. James stood right in front of the bed, watching the girl's body, who was slowly swirling and starting to sweat. He smirked slowly and took a deep breath, and began to undo one by one from his watch, jacket, tie to shirt buttons. He pulled the sleeves of his shirt below his elbows and grabbed a suitcase.

He put the suitcase on the bed and opened it. There were used tools to play BDSM that James usually takes when he travels. James took a scarf and walked over to the girl, then covered her eyes and tied the scarf behind her head.

"What's your name?" asked James as he tied her up.

"Gina..." moaned the girl didn't fight back at all.

"Hi, Gina. I'm Mr. J."

"Mr. J..." she moaned more. James smirked at her.

"If it hurts too much, say it. But the more you hurt, the more I relish it, got me?" whispered James, and the girl nodded.

James then took the necktie and put it on. Before having intercourse, he heated the atmosphere. Slightly tormenting by inserting a few safe items for the girl was tricky since she was still a virgin. James finally decided to have sex first. The funny thing is, if in the past he didn't think anything when doing Dom and Sub's intercourse, now he's got someone's face on his head.

Delilah Starley spent dinner alone while waiting for her father and brother, who never came home. It was dark and raining outside with strong winds. Delilah sighed and washed her dinner plates. She also cleans the apartment to kill time.

"Why aren't they home yet?" Delilah muttered. She didn't even think that her father and brother could cheat her. Delilah then spent her night waiting for bedtime in her lonely house alone. She likes to read books and often borrows them from the downtown library.

The part she liked most about a night's sleep was sitting comfortably against her little bed and then setting her light blonde hair aside and reading a book. With the blanket covering her legs up to her waist, Delilah could enjoy reading for hours.

Meanwhile, James groaned in pleasure as he ruffled the girl's hair and pulled his submissive necktie from behind. The girl who was "tortured" had no more energy to moan or scream, but James was still not happy. He turned and saw the girl's eyes many times, but not the same as Delilah. Her eyes were different from hers. It ignited James's wrath to whip the girl harshly.

"Mr.J! Please, I can't do this anymore," the girl groaned painfully.

"I bought you. So, fill me!" James growled and thrust brutally than before. The girl could do nothing but yell because she was starting to bleed, and James did not stop.