My New Nightmare

'Why does his face look so familiar?’ I thought aloud, looking at him with squinted eyes.

“Humm, you haven't changed much," he continued, his voice slow but deliberate.

I furrowed my brows at him, my thoughts running wild.

‘What does he mean by that? Does he know me from somewhere?’ l wondered, unsure of what to ask him.

It was as if he could read minds because he replied to my question, “You wouldn’t want to know, my dear,” he coaxed me with a menacing smile.

"Do you miss me?" He asked with a cryptic voice, feeling proud that I was left in the loop.

“Who are you?" I questioned him with a look of irritation on my face, “What do you want from me?” I continued with a suspicious tone.

"I need to let you know that I dislike when someone responds to my question with another question. As a consequence, they either face torture or beheading," he said sharply, shooting me a frosty glare. “Since you're new here I'll let it slide,” he continued not taking his eyes off me.

My face turned paled, my eyes widening in fear as I realized the gravity of his words. I felt a knot form in my stomach, and my heartbeat quickened, the cold look in his eyes send chills down my spine, but nonetheless, I put a brave look on my face, trying to act unfazed.

"Like I care about your stupid rules,” l murmured under my breath, and scoffed at him, thinking he would see me as a brave lady, but I ended up sounding stupid to him.

"Wow! You must be a tough one. Acting so brave yet foolish and scared. Don't worry, l love people who act tough, it keeps me entertained,” he stated and without waiting for a response he turned to walk out of the room.

"What do you want from me?" I yelled after him, and luckily he paused in his track.

“Did you just ask a question?" He furrowed his brows, a cunning smirk settling on his face.

“I am sure you heard me earlier. What do you want? Is it money?” l asked boldly, trying I could gain my freedom with a few bundles of dollars.

The man looked at me with arched brows for a while, them he burst into taunting laughter, his men laughing along with him.

“Do you think I am poor? My parents are rich, I can pay you well!” I asked him with renew determination, trying to defend myself from his mocking laughter.

He stopped laughing and the expression on his face was readable, it looked like admiration and impression.

"Name your price, man. I will pay you millions of dollars just for my freedom,” I said, trying to sound like I am in charge, and he looked genuinely impressed with my behavior. He smirked and began to move closer to me menacingly.

“I must look like a lowlife Mafia for you to think that a few millions can buy me," He said looking at me with an intense gaze.

“Oh, are millions too much for you?" I feigned surprise, watching as his smile grew even wider.

“You think of me as a kidnapper, don't you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, and I was caught off guard by his question, I mean what was I supposed to think of the people who kidnapped me.

I didn't reply to his questions and I kept looking at him with a blank face, waiting for his next taunting word.

His voice dripped with disdain as he surveyed the dimly lit room, sneering at the tattered walls and scattered debris. "Look around, my little insect," he spat, his tone sharp and condescending. "Does this place look like a kidnapper's den? Or do I look like a beggar to you?" He half-yelled, his eyes narrowing as he turned to his crew, challenging them to contradict him as a cold smile played on his lips.

"Do l look like a beggar?” His voice was filled with sarcasm as he asked his men.

“Of course not big boss" They replied cordially, their eyes bowed in fear.

“Then why is this little insect calling me a kidnapper?" He turned to face me, looking furious and insulted, his fists clenched and I guessed he was the type of man that loved his ego.

My blood turned cold in fear, and I looked at his wrath, wondering if this was my mind. But somehow I realized he was right as I looked at his attires. Despite his imposing demeanor, there was an air of sophistication about him.

Every detail of his appearance suggested authority, wealth and control, from the crispness of his shirt to the meticulous shine on his shoes. He was dressed in the finest cotton clothes, his hair was well-trimmed, his shoes were polished, and he looked matured and responsible.

“What do you want then?" I stuttered with a look of curiosity. If he's so rich, why did he kidnap me?' I wondered.

“You, I want you!” he replied with a stern voice and I arched my brows at him wondering if he was high on hard drugs.

"What do you mean by 'me'? I'm a human, in case you weren't aware," I replied, giving him a look that questioned his sanity.

“A human?” He burst into laughter as if teasing me. He stared at me for some time before sitting down on an armchair.

"You are the price, my dear. It's about time I revealed my profession to prevent any further insulting bargain. I’m a Mafia Lord!" he said, his expression remaining completely unchanged.

"What do you mean? Why did you kidnap me, then?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow.

‘But if he’s part of the Mafia, why did he kidnap me?’ I thought they only target rivals or get involved in business disputes. My mind raced, trying to piece together his intentions while maintaining a facade of calm.

"I didn't kidnap you; you were sold to me, so this is your new home and you're my slave," he stated calmly, leaving me even more bewildered. But before I could question him, he stood up from the chair.

"Lead her to room,” he instructed the young lady who stood quietly by his side, and she nodded in response. He looked at my confused face once last time before leaving the room.

‘ What does he mean by that? I was sold? By who? Which wicked person will sell me without my concept? And does he mean it when he said l was his new slave? Why me? Why me? I cried in my thoughts asking myself a lot of questions that might not be answered, as I kept looking at the wall in front of me, controlling the storm that was about to come out from my eyes a young lady walked up to me she stood right in front of me and whisper sometimes in my ear

“ l Just want you to know that in this clan, l will be your worst nightmare,” she said and looked at me with disgust before looking away

" Follow me,” she said and walked away

" I guess she also hates me, enemy no 1” l murmured under my breath

" Do you wish to spend your night there?” She yelled at me outside the room

" I'm coming” l shouted back at her and without wasting a second l followed her.

( Noon)

I rolled onto my bed after taking a short nap, l sat down on the bed and looked at the time on the clock which was placed on the wall

“ I didn't sleep for long" l murmured and as l was about to stand up from my bed a knock came on the door

“ I pray it's not that witch" l prayed inwardly before telling the person to come in

" Who are you?” I asked after seeing a strange young lady walk into my room

" Hi, I'm Selena, Lina for short and the boss told me to come call you for lunch” she replied smiling brightly

" I'm Arizona and l was just about to take my bath before you came in,” l told her

" Oh really, then go take your bath I'll pick your dress for you,” she said

" Thanks, and you're really beautiful” l commented, smiling

" Thanks for the compliment, but you're more beautiful” she replied, smiling back

" Really?" I asked to be sure

“ Yes you are, l can't wait to introduce you to my friends" she replied

“ And I can't wait to meet them," l said and went to take my bath after l was done l came back to my room and was surprised to see a…..

“ What are these?" I asked her pointing to my bed

" Your clothes of course" she replied

“ But how did you expect me to wear this, they look more like a rag, they are too revealing and they look tight, I'm not wearing it," l said

“ But you have no other option Ari and besides it is better to wear these clothes you call ‘rag’ than being naked,” she told me, emphasizing the ‘Rag’ part, and somehow she was true

“ Fine" l replied, l took the clothes which were on the bed and entered my wardrobe when l was done l came out walking like l was going to fall

“ Gosh, these clothes are so tight,” l said walking out of my wardrobe as l continued adjusting the crop top Selena who was sitting on my bed just kept staring at me

“ OMG, you look so sexy," she said and stood up from the bed, she brought me in front of the mirror and l was shocked

“ Is this me?" I asked myself

“ Yes darling, this is you. “Gosh all eyes will be on you today," Lina said and l looked at her with a raised brow

“ What did you mean?” I asked her

" You will be the talk of the town" she replied but l still gave her a confused look

“ Don't worry, you will soon understand, but first let me do a little touching on you" she said and without waiting for my response she pulled me to a chair and made me sit on it

“ What are you doing?" I asked her staring at myself in the mirror

“ I just want to use a little makeup on you" she replied and started,

within a few days, she was done

" Don't you look beautiful?” She asked me and I would be lying if l said l don't look like a beautiful evil queen

“ Wow, you're good at makeup" l replied and continued staring at myself

“ Yes of course, so, your Majesty let's go,” she said with a bowed head and l couldn't help but laugh

" You’re hilarious” l replied and the both of us walked out of my room.

Selena showed me some places around and I must say it was quite interesting but when she continued showing me around l noticed some people were staring at me and I couldn't help but feel somehow higher than them all like I was their queen

“ Who is she?"

“ She looks so sexy, l wonder when she got here"

“

"She is so curvy and beautiful"

" I hate her cause she's giving me a bad vibe”

“ How come I never knew that someone like this existed”

" Well, it looks like someone has finally decided to contest against Stormy”

A lot of murmurings filled the air and l couldn't blame them cause the cloth was hot, it was a tight black crop top with a net hand, it revealed the side of my boobs making my cleavages show, the back was backless making the cloth to look more meaningful and my trouser was a crazy gens, it was very tight which brought out all my curves, it was also black but the craziest thing was my heels boot it was black and it was high, and that is what made me to the talk of the clan

“ I now understand what you told me in my room, l guess, you were right,” l told Lina as we continued walking and murmurs flying around

" Of course, I'm always right” she replied

“ And who is Stormy" l asked after l heard a girl mention her name

“ Someone you won't wanna know" she replied and l just shrugged my shoulders at that moment I saw the devil himself, my new nightmare staring at me lustfully……