SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN
Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen - Episode 15
THEME: His slave
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Violet turned on the phone and dialed the number on the note to find out who bought the phone for her. She connected it on airpond so she and Mabel could listen in. When the phone rang, someone answered from the other end.
Violet's expression turned expectant, her eyes sparkling. Mabel's expression turned curious, her eyebrows raising.
"Hello, Angel, I can see you got my present already," Sly said from the other end of the phone, his voice smooth and charming.
Violet's expression turned surprised, her eyes widening. "Sly? Is that you?" she asked, her voice hesitant.
Sly's expression turned amused, his eyes twinkling, though Violet couldn't see him. "Yes, it's I. Do you like your new phone?" he asked.
Violet's expression turned grateful, her eyes smiling. "Um, it's beautiful, but why buy me a phone?" she asked.
Sly's expression turned thoughtful, his eyes introspective. "Well, I found out you don't have a phone, so I decided to surprise you with one," he said from the other end of the phone.
Violet's expression turned uncertain, her eyebrows furrowing. She sighed, her eyes avoiding Mabel's gaze. "Thank you, but I can't accept this," she said.
Mabel's expression turned questioning, her eyebrows raising. She leaned in, her eyes fixed on Violet.
Sly's expression turned inquiring, his voice rising. "Why not?" he asked.
Violet's expression turned firm, her eyes serious. "It's quite expensive, and I don't want to get into trouble. I will return it back to you, thank you for trying to help," she said.
Sly's expression turned dismissive, his voice firm. "I won't take it back, it's yours. Don't make me feel bad about this, but anyway, see you soon, and enjoy your new phone," he said, and hung up.
Violet's expression turned frustrated, her eyes sighing. She let out a deep breath, her shoulders sagging. "Why do you want to return it? Do you know him?" Mabel asked, her expression turning curious.
Violet's expression turned resigned, her eyes avoiding Mabel's gaze. "Yes, he is the boss in the place I work," she said.
Mabel's expression turned surprised, her eyebrows raising. "Really? At that restaurant?" she asked, and Violet nodded.
Mabel's expression turned inquiring, her eyes sparkling. "How did you two connect that he got you a new iPhone?" she asked, and Violet sighed, her expression turning confused.
Violet's expression turned worried, her eyebrows furrowing. "This is not the point now, what do you think I should do? Someone will definitely have my neck on this if he finds out about the phone," Violet said.
Mabel's expression turned concerned, her eyes serious. "Who? You mean your Dad?" she asked, and Violet nodded, her expression turning anxious.
Later at home, Violet was in her room, lost in thought, trying to figure out what to do with the phone. Her expression turned contemplative, her eyes gazing into space. Just then, the phone rang, and she saw the caller ID and picked it up.
"Are you still worried?" Sly asked from the other end of the phone, his voice smooth and charming.
Violet's expression turned frustrated, her eyebrows furrowing. "I don't want this, you barely know me, and now you are buying me an iPhone," she said.
Sly chuckled on the phone, his expression turning amused, though Violet couldn't see him.
Violet's expression turned firm, her eyes serious. Sly's response didn't alleviate her concerns.
"Don't be such a baby, I know you very well, Violet," Sly said, "but not to worry, with time you will understand everything. Don't try to bring that phone back to me because I won't accept it, it's yours, and more of it are coming. Have a great night," he said and hung up.
Violet's expression turned exasperated, her eyes rolling. She sighed frustratedly and flipped the phone onto the bed. "Who the hell is he, anyway? How come he said he knows me very well? What's really going on?" she sighed at her thoughts, her expression turning puzzled.
Meanwhile, Sly was smiling to himself after hanging up the phone with Violet. His expression turned triumphant, his eyes sparkling. Then, one of his men entered and bowed.
Sly's expression turned expectant, his eyes narrowing. "Any news?" he asked.
His man's expression turned respectful, his eyes cast downward. "Yes, sir, the information you asked me to get for you is all here," he said, handing over a file to Sly.
Sly started to glance through the file, his expression turning intense, his eyes scanning the pages. "According to what happened, she was sold to Shawn by her grandmother. Up till now, she has been living with him," he said, and Sly scoffed, his expression turning disdainful.
Sly placed the file on the table, his expression turning determined, his eyes burning with intensity. "Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, I guess we are meeting again, my old-time friend. It's time to get what's mine," he smirked, his lips curling upward.
The next day, Shawn was busy in his office, his expression turned focused, his eyes fixed on the papers in front of him. He was still engrossed in his work and didn't bother to know who walked in.
Sly stood by the door, smirking at Shawn, his expression turning triumphant, his eyes sparkling with amusement. His men were safeguarding outside the office, their expressions turning serious, their eyes scanning the surroundings.
"Hello, old-time friend," Sly said, his voice smooth and charming, and Shawn made a pause, slowly raising his head to him.
Shawn's expression turned neutral, his eyes calm. "No time, no see," he said, and Shawn stared at Sly, his expression turning wary.
Sly's expression turned expectant, his eyebrows raising. "Why are you here?" Shawn asked, his voice firm, and Sly smirked.
Sly's expression turned teasing, his eyes glinting. "Still with the old attitude, aren't you going to offer me a sit?" he asked, and Shawn's expression turned unfriendly, his eyes narrowing.
"I didn't invite you here, so why will I offer you a sit," Shawn said, his voice cold, and Sly scoffed, his expression turning amused.
Sly moved to sit down, facing Shawn, his expression turning confident, his eyes sparkling. "You haven't aged, is such a long time, our last encounter was eight years ago when..." Sly started to say, but got interrupted.
Shawn's expression turned mocking, his eyes glinting. "When you were in prison," he smirked, and Sly's expression turned angry, his eyes flashing. "I can still remember how you get involved in drugs and you ended up being captured by the police, it's a shame you managed to get out, maybe luck won't be on your side again," Shawn said with a mockery grin on his face, and Sly was trying to keep his anger in check.
Sly's expression turned strained, his jaw clenched. "Well, that happened a long time ago, I am fully back now," Sly said, his voice firm, and Shawn's expression turned skeptical, his eyebrows raising.
Shawn's expression turned dismissive, his eyes rolling. "I can see that," he said, and continued what he was doing, his expression turning focused.
Sly's expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing. "Well," he said, and stood up, his movements fluid, his eyes fixed on Shawn.
Sly's expression turned determined, his jaw clenched. "I didn't come here for a chitchat, I only came here to thank you," he said, and Shawn raised his face to him, looking confused.
Shawn's expression turned puzzled, his eyebrows furrowing. "I know you don't know what I am thanking you for, but, anyway, I just want to let you know I will be coming to take back what belongs to me," Sly said, his voice firm, and Shawn's expression turned wary, his eyes narrowing.
Sly's expression turned confident, his eyes sparkling. "I know you have natured it perfectly well, and it's time to take it back. Don't worry, I will pay times two of the money," he said, smirking, and Shawn's expression turned confused, his eyebrows furrowing.
Shawn's expression turned inquiring, his eyes searching. "What are you talking about?" he asked, and Sly's expression turned amused, his eyes glinting.
Sly's expression turned triumphant, his eyes sparkling. "Don't worry, soon enough you will know. Have a lovely day, Shawn, and hope we can have a drink together sometimes," he said, and walked away, leaving Shawn staring after him, wondering what he was talking about.
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