SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN
Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen - Episode 26
THEME: His slave
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Days later, Shawn came out of his room dressed up to leave for his office, his face calm and composed. He walked to the dining table and noticed Violet's absence, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. He wondered if she wasn't up yet and shrugged, starting to eat.
Meanwhile, Violet was in her room, her face contorted in pain, her eyes squeezed shut. She was having her menstrual cramp, unable to move as she held tight to her stomach, her knuckles white with tension.
Shawn checked his wristwatch and noticed it was getting late for Violet to come out of her room. His face turned concerned, his eyebrows furrowing. He stood up and climbed the stairs to her doorstep, knocking gently. "Sofia, are you in there?" he asked, his voice low and gentle. Violet didn't respond, and Shawn's face turned worried. "I am coming in," he said, opening the door and entering the room.
He rushed to Violet's side, his face turning alarmed. "Sofia," he said, his voice soft and concerned. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes scanning her face.
Violet nodded weakly, her face still contorted in pain. "Am fine," she managed to speak, her voice barely above a whisper.
Shawn's face turned skeptical, his eyebrows furrowing. "I don't think so, you are in pain. Do you want me to call the doctor?" he asked, his voice gentle.
Violet rolled her head, her eyes still closed. "It's nothing, I am just having a stomach pain," she said, her voice weak.
Shawn sighed, his face turning thoughtful. He remembered seeing her in this state before and knew what was wrong with her. "Hold on," he said, leaving the room and standing at the stairs. He called one of the workers, who answered immediately. "Get me a heating pad, add hot water to it, and bring it to Sofia's room," he instructed.
The lady nodded and left, while Shawn returned to Violet's room. Some moments later, the lady came with the heating pad, and Shawn took it from her, placing it gently on Violet's stomach. Violet held onto it, her face still contorted in pain.
The lady asked, "Is there anything else, sir?"
Shawn thought for a moment before asking, "Yes, what do you think she needs at this moment?"
The lady smiled. "Well, she will need to rest for now, and when she wakes up, she will need some herbal tea and a massage around her tummy."
Shawn's face turned surprised. "A massage?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing. The lady nodded. "Okay, go make the tea," Shawn instructed.
The lady bowed and left, while Shawn sighed and stared at Violet, who had fallen asleep still holding onto the heating pad. His face turned soft, his eyes filled with concern.
Some minutes later, Violet opened her eyes weakly, her gaze blurry. She sat upright on the bed, her movements slow and labored. Her eyes met Shawn's, who was sitting on the couch, engrossed in his laptop. His face was calm, his eyes focused on the screen.
"You are still here?" Violet asked, her voice weak and husky.
Shawn raised his face to hers, his eyes softening. "You are awake," he said, a hint of a smile on his lips. He moved to her side and picked up the cup of herbal tea on the shelf. "Drink this," he said, his voice gentle.
Violet's face turned curious, her eyebrows furrowing. "What's this?" she asked, her voice still weak.
Shawn's face turned serious, his eyes locked on hers. "It's an herbal tea, it's good for cramps," he said, his voice firm. Violet hesitated to take the cup from him, her face turned skeptical. "Drink it before it gets cold again, it's been heated twice now," Shawn said, his eyes encouraging.
Violet took the cup from him, her face still skeptical. She took a sip, and her face contorted in disgust. "Yuck! It's bitter," she said, her voice filled with distaste.
Shawn's face turned calm, his eyes softening. "Yeah, drink up," he said, his voice gentle.
Violet refused, her face turned stubborn. "I don't want to, it's too bitter," she said, her voice firm.
Shawn brought out a peppermint from his pocket, his face turned thoughtful. "Drink it and take this peppermint to quench the bitterness," he said, his eyes encouraging.
Violet sighed, her face turned resigned. She closed her eyes and gulped down the tea, her face contorted in disgust. Shawn quickly placed the peppermint in her mouth, his face turned gentle.
"Feeling better?" he asked, his eyes locked on hers.
Violet nodded, her face still pale. "I'm hungry," she said, her voice weak.
Shawn's face turned thoughtful, his eyes softening. "I will ask them to serve you in your room," he said, standing up to leave.
Violet's face turned curious, her eyebrows furrowing. "You didn't go to the office today?" she asked, her voice still weak.
Shawn's face turned calm, his eyes softening. "No, I am working from home," he said, walking away.
Violet sighed, her face turned relieved. She managed to get out of bed and make her way to the bathroom to freshen up, her movements slow and labored.
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Sly's face turned red with rage, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Give us more time, and we will bring her to you," Diana said, her voice trembling.
Sly's face turned cold, his eyes narrowing. "Time is what I don't have, I want her back to this house or you people will work endlessly until you kiss the earth goodbye," he yelled angrily, his voice echoing through the room.
He turned and left with his men, his face still twisted in rage. Violet's parents exchanged worried glances.
Diana's face turned fearful, her eyes wide with worry. "This is getting too much, how do we bring her here?" Violet's dad asked, his face turned frustrated.
Grandma's face turned thoughtful, her eyes cast downward. "I think the only way to do that is for me to pay Shawn back the money he lent me, with that he will give Violet back to me," she said.
Diana's face turned skeptical, her eyebrows furrowing. "Do you think he will accept and Violet will agree to come with you? You know she hates us right now," she said.
Grandma's face turned determined, her eyes flashing with conviction. "That's the only way," she said.
Violet's dad's face turned curious, his eyebrows furrowing. "But where will you get the money?" he asked.
Grandma's face turned confident, her eyes shining with hope. "From Sly, I will talk to him about it and I know he will agree," she said.
Diana's face turned worried, her eyes wide with concern. "You can't do that, Mom, you will be adding more debt to our debt," she said.
Grandma's face turned calm, her eyes softening. "I don't think so, all he wants is Violet, once he gets her, all our debts will be cleared," she said.
Violet's dad's face turned hopeful, his eyes shining with optimism. "I hope this works, we really need to get out of here and be free from him," he said, and they sighed, their faces filled with worry and concern.
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The next day, Shawn and Violet were having their dinner, the atmosphere calm and relaxed. Shawn's face turned concerned, his eyebrows furrowing.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
Violet's face turned relieved, her eyes softening. "Feeling better, thanks for asking," she said, and resumed her meal.
Shawn's face turned thoughtful, his eyes cast downward. "I will be traveling for business tomorrow," he said, breaking the silent mood.
Violet's face turned neutral, her eyes still on her food. "Ok," she said, without looking up. Then, she was taken aback by the words and raised her face to his. "Wait a second, why are you telling me? You never tell anyone about your travel," she asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
Shawn's face turned amused, his eyes sparkling with humor. He scoffed, his expression dismissive.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and one of the men beside the door opened it. Rachel entered, holding a box containing a birthday cake. Her face turned bright, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Hello everyone," she said, smiling, and they turned to her direction.
Violet's face turned surprised, her eyebrows furrowing. "Rachel, you are here," she said, smiling.
Rachel moved to them, her face still bright. "Yeah, I came to surprise him," she said, smiling at Shawn, and placed the box in front of him. "Happy birthday," she said, and Violet was surprised. Shawn's face was neutral, his eyes calm.
"How do you know it's my birthday?" he asked, his voice low.
Rachel's face turned confident, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I know everything about you, Shawn. So, do you like my surprise?" she asked, as she took the cake from the box and placed it in front of him, and placed a candle on it.
Shawn's face turned hesitant, his eyes cast downward. "You really didn't have to do this," he said.
Rachel's face turned persuasive, her eyes shining with excitement. "Oh, come on, don't be too grumpy. It's your day, we still have much time to make a wish," she said, and Violet was smiling at them.
Violet's face turned surprised, her eyebrows furrowing. "Wow, I didn't know it's your birthday, but anyway, happy birthday," she said.
Rachel's face turned encouraging, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Come on, make a wish," she said, persuading Shawn, who hesitated.
They started singing the happy birthday song for him. Shawn's face turned uncomfortable, his eyes cast downward. "I'm sorry, I can't," he said, and then stood up to leave. They were surprised at him.
Just then, the doorbell rang again, and Violet's grandmother entered, holding a big brown envelope loaded with money. Everyone turned to her, and Violet was surprised to see her.
Her grandmother's face turned serious, her eyes flashing with determination.
"Here is your money, Shawn. Let me have my granddaughter back," she said, her voice firm, and the room fell silent.
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