Cecilia’s heart slammed against her ribs like it wanted to explode.
She had just slipped through the window behind the laughing boys when steel shutters crashed down with a terrifying boom.
Red lights flooded the mansion, and hidden walls ripped Jax, Rico, Marco, and Tyler away from her screaming.
She spun in panic, calling their names into the sudden silence.
A deep, velvet voice poured from the walls like warm poison.
“Welcome, little thieves. I’ve been waiting for you.”
The glowing floor forced her forward with moving arrows.
She tried to run back but another wall slammed shut behind her.
The smart house was alive and it was dragging her straight to the master bedroom.
The double doors opened by themselves.
A tall, powerful shadow stepped out of the darkness.
Elias Osbourne stood there in an open black shirt, ice-blue eyes burning into her soul.
“Four stupid boys thought they could rob me,” he said, voice low and dangerous.
“And one pretty little girl is going to pay for all of them with her body.”
Cecilia backed against the cold wall, breathing fast and shallow.
“We thought you were gone,” she begged, voice shaking.
“Please just let us go. I’ll do anything.”
Elias walked closer, slow and confident, his hard body radiating heat and control.
“Oh, Cecilia Hart, I know everything about you,” he murmured, eyes stripping her bare.
“I know your mother is dying. I left the window open on purpose because I wanted you here.”
He caught her chin with two strong fingers and forced her to look up into his cold blue eyes.
“You’re going to be my personal sex slave now,” he whispered, thumb brushing her trembling lip.
“Your boys are already screaming in my basement from the pain I’m giving them.”
Tears burned Cecilia’s eyes while a hot, shameful twist grew low in her belly.
“You’re sick,” she choked out, hating the way her nipples tightened.
Elias smiled darkly, his grip tightening just enough to remind her who was in charge.
“Maybe, but your body is already getting wet for the man who owns you.”
He spun her around fast and pressed her against the huge glass window.
Her palms slapped the cold surface as his hard cock pushed against her ass from behind.
“First rule, little thief. You never hide this body from me again.”
Elias ripped her hoodie and tank top off in one rough move.
He unhooked her bra and let it fall, then pinned her wrists high above her head.
“Look at these perfect tits,” he growled, cupping one roughly and pinching her hard nipple.
Cecilia whimpered, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.
She thought of her sick mom and the boys suffering downstairs, but her pussy was getting wet anyway.
Elias laughed low and dark when he felt it.
“Already dripping for your captor while your friends bleed?” he taunted, voice thick with lust.
His hand slid into her jeans and panties, two thick fingers dragging through her soaked folds.
“You’re a dirty little slut, Cecilia, and you’re going to learn to love it.”
“Please stop,” she sobbed, hips twitching against his hand even as she begged.
Elias pushed one long finger deep inside her and curled it perfectly.
“Hate me all you want, baby, but come for me right now.”
He fucked her hard with his fingers, thumb rubbing her swollen clit without mercy.
Cecilia’s legs shook violently as the shameful pleasure built faster and stronger.
She cried out loud when the orgasm exploded through her body, making her squirt on his hand.
Elias kept stroking her through every wave until she was whimpering and weak.
He pulled his wet fingers free and brought them to her mouth.
“Taste yourself. Taste how much you needed your new owner.”
She kept her lips pressed tight, crying harder from the humiliation.
On the far wall a giant screen lit up with live video from the basement.
Jax was jerking in pain from electric shocks while the other boys screamed her name.
Cecilia’s heart broke into pieces at the sight.
Elias pressed his thick cock harder against her ass and whispered hot against her ear.
“That was only the beginning, little burglar.”
He stepped back and let her slide down the glass on shaky legs.
She crumpled to the floor half-naked, tears streaming, body still trembling from the forced pleasure.
Elias crouched in front of her, eyes burning with dark possession.
“Your friends are screaming in my basement right now, Cecilia,” he said softly but deadly.
“Keep fighting me and I’ll make sure they never stop screaming.”
“But if you start being a good girl for me… maybe I’ll let them live a little longer.”
To Be Continued…
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