SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN
Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen – Episode 35
THEME: His slave
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Shawn’s face turned red with anger as he glared at Sly.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice low and menacing.
Sly smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Relax, I am not here to make trouble, rather to give you this,” he said, ordering his men to hand over the documents.
One of Sly’s men stepped forward, handing the documents to Shawn. Shawn’s eyes narrowed as he took the documents, his expression skeptical. “What’s this?” he asked, his voice dripping with disdain.
Sly chuckled. “Why not see for yourself?” he said, his eyes sparkling with malice.
Shawn hesitated, his eyes scanning the documents. His expression changed from skepticism to shock, and he snapped. “What’s the meaning of this rubbish?” he yelled, his face reddening with anger.
Sly smirked, his eyes glinting with triumph. “Exactly what you see. There is nothing you can do about it. I am here to take what’s rightfully mine, as you can see, I came with the lawsuit agent, so there is nothing you can do,” he said, his voice dripping with condescension.
Shawn’s eyes blazed with anger. “And you expect me to believe this?” he yelled, his voice echoing through the hallway.
Rachel stepped forward, her eyes locked on the documents. “What’s going on here?” she asked, her voice calm and collected.
Shawn handed her the documents, his eyes still blazing with anger. Rachel’s eyes scanned the documents, her expression changing from confusion to shock.
As she read out the lawsuit, Sofia’s eyes widened in horror. Sly’s claim of ownership over her was outrageous, and she couldn’t believe that he had gone this far.
Rachel’s voice trembled as she read out the particulars of the claim.
IN THE HIGH COURT OF [CITY/STATE]
CASE NO.: [CASE NUMBER]
BETWEEN: SLY, Plaintiff
AND SHAWN, Defendant
AND SOFIA, Subject of Dispute
PLAINTIFF’S CLAIM:
To the Honorable Judge of the High Court:
The Plaintiff, Sly, by and through his attorneys, brings this action against the Defendant, Shawn, for the return of his rightful property, Sofia.
PARTICULARS OF CLAIM:
1. The Plaintiff is the rightful owner of Sofia, having purchased her from her family in exchange for a substantial sum of money.
2. The Defendant, Shawn, has wrongfully taken possession of Sofia and has refused to return her to the Plaintiff.
3. The Plaintiff has made repeated demands for the return of Sofia, but the Defendant has failed and refused to comply.
4. The Plaintiff is entitled to the return of Sofia, and is seeking a court order to compel the Defendant to return her.
WHEREFORE, the Plaintiff demands judgment against the Defendant as follows:
1. A declaration that the Plaintiff is the rightful owner of Sofia.
2. An order compelling the Defendant to return Sofia to the Plaintiff immediately.
3. Costs of this action.
Respectfully submitted,
[COUNSEL’S NAME]
Counsel for Plaintiff Sly
“Why is he claiming rights over Sofia?” she asked, her eyes locked on Sly.
One of the lawsuit agents stepped forward, his expression stern. “Mr. Shawn, we advise you to return Sofia or else you will face the lawsuit,” he said, his voice firm.
Sly smirked, his eyes glinting with triumph. “She already signed it. She’s mine now,” he said, his voice dripping with condescension.
Sofia rushed down the stairs, her eyes blazing with anger. “Liar! I didn’t sign anything with you!” she exclaimed, her voice echoing through the hallway.
Sly chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “You did,” he said, producing a file from his pocket.
Shawn grabbed the file, his eyes scanning the documents. His expression changed from anger to shock, and he turned to Sofia. “Is this signature yours?” he asked, his voice tight with control.
Sofia’s eyes widened in horror as she saw her signature on the document. “That’s my signature, but…” she stammered, her voice trembling.
Shawn’s eyes blazed with anger. “But what?” he yelled, his voice echoing through the hallway.
Sly cut in, his voice smooth and condescending. “You signed that on the day you acquired a job in my restaurant,” he said, his eyes glinting with triumph.
“That’s a lier, I didn’t sign on this”.Sofia said.
“The restaurant you were working was his?”.Shawn asked.
“I didn’t know it belongs to him until I find out about it”.She said and Shawn sighed frustratedly.
“What have you done Sofia!”.He yelled and Sly smirk.
Rachel’s eyes narrowed slightly, her expression a mixture of curiosity and concern. “Shawn, perhaps you should calm down and listen to her side of the story,” she said, her voice soothing.
But Shawn’s anger was not to be placated. “No, Rachel, this is between Sofia and me. You see, Sofia, when a man comes to another man’s house with lawsuit agents and high authorities in the city, it’s a serious matter. It means that the man is staking his claim on something that rightfully belongs to him.”
Sofia’s eyes widened in fear as Shawn’s words hung in the air. She knew that she was in a precarious situation, one that could have serious consequences if she didn’t tread carefully.
“I’m sorry, Shawn,” she said, her voice trembling. “I didn’t mean to deceive you. I just wanted to earn some money to support myself.”
Shawn’s expression didn’t soften. “You should have come to me if you needed money,” he said. “I would have provided for you. But instead, you chose to go behind my back and work like a common servant.”
Sofia’s face burned with shame as Shawn’s words cut deep. She knew that she had made a mistake, one that could cost her dearly.
“Can’t something be done?” Rachel asked, her brow furrowed with concern.
Shawn’s expression turned grim. “No,” he said, his voice firm.
Sofia’s face crumpled, and she fell on her knees, holding tight to Shawn’s leg. “Please don’t let them take me away, I don’t want to go with him, please,” she sobbed, her eyes pleading.
Shawn’s expression softened, but he shook his head. “There’s nothing I can do for you, Sofia. The files have your signature, which means you accepted the claim,” he said, his voice sad.
Sofia’s sobs grew louder, and she held tighter to Shawn’s leg. “No, no, no, please Shawn, I don’t want to go with him, please help me,” she begged, her eyes streaming with tears.
Shawn sighed frustratedly, his eyes darting to Sly, who was watching the scene with a smug expression.
Sly rolled his wheelchair forward, a cruel smile spreading across his face. “It’s too late, darling. It’s time to go home,” he said, his voice dripping with malice.
Sofia’s eyes widened in horror, and she cried out, still holding tight to Shawn’s leg. “No!”
Shawn stood frozen, unsure of what to do. Sly’s men moved forward, dragging Sofia away from Shawn.
Sofia struggled hard, her eyes fixed on Shawn. “No! Shawn!” she cried out, her voice echoing through the hallway.
Shawn’s face twisted in anguish as he watched Sofia being dragged away. He clenched his fists, feeling a hard pain strike his heart.
Sofia rushed back to Shawn, hugging him from behind and sobbing uncontrollably. “Please don’t let them take me away, please! I will work for you, even if you tell me to work in the clubhouse, I will do it. Please help me and don’t let them take me away,” she pleaded, her voice barely audible.
Shawn’s eyes met Rachel’s, and he saw the concern etched on her face. He felt a surge of anger and helplessness, unsure of what to do.
Sly’s men dragged Sofia away, and she screamed, her voice echoing through the hallway. “Shawn! Help me!”
Shawn’s face twisted in anguish, and he clenched his fists, feeling a hard pain strike his heart.
Rachel’s voice was barely audible. “This is bad.”
Sofia’s screams grew fainter as she was dragged away, leaving Shawn and Rachel in an uncomfortable silence.
