Two hours passed after Greg left with Jasmine to the clubhouse, Launa arrived at his home.

She's one of his concubines, and the only one he calls severally to come over. Launa had been longing for a day he would propose to her, she doesn't care if he's a mafia… She will accept the proposal wholeheartedly.

"Karandy, your master's room is locked. Isn't he at home?" She asked the chief guard.

He nodded. "He left to the clubhouse with his new slave. Did he tell you to come over? I'm sure if he did, he wouldn't have left."

They all know how much time their master spends with the lady. Among all his concubines, she's the only one he fucks severally.

But there's a law he has towards them all. None of them sleeps over in his room, even if you wish to sleep over in the building, that will be downstairs.

Once he's done satisfying himself with your body, you become meaningless to him.

The only thing he owes them is to spend on them, he's always ready to give them any amount they require from him.

Launa moved downstairs to the sitting room to meet the chief maid discussing with one of the maids.

"Excuse me dear." She cut off their discussion.

The chief maid glanced at her and ordered the other maid to leave them, and she left instantly.

"What can I do for you Miss?" Ava asked her.

She pouted her lips. "Please, I heard that your master went to clubbing with his new slave, who's that?"

"Why do you care to know? His does with his slaves whatever he wants." Ava retorted.

Launa nodded. "I know of that, but the fact that he doesn't leave with any woman baffles me in the matter. That's why I persist to know if there's another thing binding them."

"Maybe you'll refer the question to him when he's back. We all know he doesn't leave with women and today he left with a new slave, but we kept mute. You're his most important woman, so you can inquire from him when he's back." Ava narrated.

Launa nodded. She watched Ava leave her sight and she got seated on the sofa.

It's too late to go back home, that means she's gonna sleep behind till morning. That will be better for her, at least to see the so-called slave that Greg left clubbing with.

******

All through Jasmine's life, she hasn't set her feet in such a clubhouse like the one she's in.

The blue dim light shone making everywhere more beautiful. One good thing about the light is that it changes to different dim colours.

Greg walked at her front and she followed him by each step, until they reached a particular table surrounded with sofas and he ordered her to get seated.

He picked up one stick of cigarette and lightened it while she watched him inhale and exhale on the smoke.

"You wanna have a taste or perceive it?" He asked her.

She shook her head. She could reminiscence the moment he killed her parents, he exhaled those smokes on her face causing her to cease her breath.

Her eyes darted round to see the opposite genders dancing with each other. At a time, a loud announcement was made.

"The Lord is here." A masculine deep voice announced to everyone.

Everywhere went silent as all the Don's of the mafia Villa surrounded the table as well picking sticks of cigarettes from the wooden plate.

Jasmine became scared, her heart beat increased.

Osnald moved closer to Greg and exchanged pleasantries with him. "The new slave?" He asked and Greg nodded.

He smiled. "She's damn beautiful and gorgeous." Osnald commented.

Greg frowned. "Get your eyes off her."

They all sat down while he ordered Jasmine to stand on her feet, and she did that instantly.

All eyes fell on her, even the ladies that came over with the mafia Don's couldn't stop staring at her.

They all envied her beauty, and the worst part of it is that she came with the mafia Lord that all ladies desire to have.

Jasmine stood in the middle of all the mafia's, she gripped her cloth like it would save her from them.

Osnald got on his feet, he moved towards her and exhaled smokes of cigarettes on her boobs.

He will have this lady to himself by all means, Greg won't devour her alone. No matter what it will cost, even if it will turn them to enemies… he will fuck her.

Greg noticed his lustful looks on Jasmine, and he coughed slightly. "Don't lust over the mafia lord's sex slave. Osnald don't forget that law." He reminded him.

Osnald sighed. "That's by the way. This time I'm not abiding by that law." He thought inwardly and left the surroundings with the excuse of relieving his bladder.

He left and returned within minutes, then Joined the others in discussion.

Greg got on his feet with his glass of wine on his left palm and his stick of cigarette on his right palm.

"I'm introducing her to everyone here. She's Jasmine, my sex slave. Note, she's not just a slave… but my sex slave." He announced.

Jasmine froze when she noticed the stares from them. Greg handed a glass of wine to her and ordered her to empty the glass.

She was scared at first, but when she noticed that he's not joking with the order… She emptied the glass.

"Get seated." He ordered her, and she obeyed.

"Don't leave this place until I'm back."

She nodded. "Yes master."

Greg left with the other mafia's to another place, he's done with the introduction. And the major reason he did that, is to avoid any mafia falling for his slave.

She sat alone for a few minutes, before a dude sat beside her. He spoke a language that confused her, she noticed that he isn't Mexican but Italian.

Replying to her is something she doesn't know how to do, since she isn't hearing his language.

Jasmine wasn't getting herself any longer… her bladder was so filled up that she can't wait till Greg returns.

She felt the young man trying to touch her butt when she stood up, but she kicked away his palm.

"Don't touch me." She uttered and left the place.

She met a lady that was busy with her makeup the way, and decided to draw her attention.

"Please, show me the way to the restroom." She pleaded.

She pointed to a direction that led to the restroom and she followed the way.

When she was done relieving herself, she decided to leave when the same dude stucked her again.

"You startled me. Do I owe you?" She asked.

He nodded. "You owe me everything." He slapped her butt.

She lifted her hand and hit his cheek. "Mind yourself or I'll tell my master."

"Your master can't taste this alone." He dragged her by her hand and she began screaming.