Chapter 1

Sabrina Schulz

I try to focus my gaze on something other than Sabrina on top of me. His thrusts are so brutal and painful that I have to fight not to throw up on him.

He squeezes my legs tightly because of the excitement but it hurts me badly. His thrusts are rough and violent as he bites my earlobe, making me feel like crying. I'm desperate to get away from him, but it's impossible. It was so damn impossible.

I have been under the clutches of this German beast for six long years.

In an instant, he grabs my mouth and kisses me fiercely. I have to pretend that I like him, I like his kisses, I like his touch and I love him. If I don't make this man happy, he will torture me and teach me how to give pleasure to a man.

"Sabrina!" He growls my name as he intensifies his thrusts. I moan excitedly to encourage him to come as soon as possible.

"Fuck!" He bites my shoulder as he comes inside me harder, wrapping his arms around my body and pressing a kiss on my forehead.

Our bodies were sticky, and sweaty due to hours of sex.

"Happy Birthday, meine frau."

My wife.

Sabrina kisses my mouth so gently, making me think for a single moment that he is not that beast I have married. He is that authoritative and arrogant who murders and kills people without a sparing mercy. “My baby.” He breathed while hugging my and making me feel suffocated.

I'm not in the mood to celebrate my birthday. With this miserable life, how can I accomplish the happiness? I have been living in hell for years. Sometimes I thought I would have been cursed if I had married that monster.

Suddenly, my phone rings, making me startle as I turn to grab it and look at the screen. It is my father who calls me. I'm not feeling like talking to him so I turn it off and put it aside.

"Are you still mad at him, honey?" Sabrina asks without letting me go. I roll my eyes and look away in annoyance. I will live my whole life hating my father, Emilio Erick, the cowardly man who preferred to sell his young daughter rather than lose his company.

I break into tears when I hear the news that I'm about to marry the German beast. My mother keeps hugging me and my father is so calm about the decision he has just made. He has no idea he has just destroyed his daughter ‘s life.

Sabrina looks at me like I'm the most wonderful trophy he's ever been able to get as he moving toward me like a lion looking for his prey.

My mother sobs harder. Dad extends a glass of whiskey to the German beast, who gladly accepts knowing that he has just closed the most lucrative deal of his life. The mobster extends a hand to me to walk towards him; Dad encourages me to do it. My body trembles with his touch. I look at my father looking for a way to break his heart and for him to give up the idea of ​​marrying this monster, but none of that will happen. I want to get out of here.

I am the only daughter of the Erick couple. My father is a powerful banker who married my mother Vilma for convenience. I always thought that he would protect me from all the dangers of this world. A downturn in the economy and bad treatment have caused him to lose all his money.

Even though I heard the rumors about the Erick family and the mobster, I never paid attention to the gossip from others.

My legs are shaking and my heart is pounding as Sabrina sits me on his lap and Mom starts to cry even louder.

I am a twenty-year-old girl. My father sacrificed me to save his neck and my mother suffers from this.

"Don't do this, Max." my mom says as she walks towards my father, who just makes a face, dismissing her words.

Sabrina runs his hands over my arms and back. I shift uncomfortably as my buttocks feel the growing erection in his pants.

The German turns my face for a kiss. I watch my mother turn away so as not to see this despicable act. This is too much for both of us, I try to move away, but Sabrina pulls my hair making me whimper in pain.

"Sabrina," he says. His voice is scary as hell. "Do you not want your Dad to die?" I feel bile rising in my throat as I swallow heavily, ready to save my family.

I only hope that one day this nightmare will end.

Mom died two years after my marriage from ovarian cancer. I cried weeks after her death, but my hatred towards my father intensified when in less than two weeks another woman took my mother's place.

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I finish putting on my makeup to go out. The Mafia is full of saints and traitors. Everyone wants a little bit of you; Throughout my time with Sabrina, I have learned that no one is your friend and you are no one's friend.

Sabrina's father began his life as a mobster when his wife was diagnosed with leukemia. The need to save the woman he loved led him to commit illicit acts. At first, he only took care of transporting Cartel's drugs into his car. After becoming his right-hand man, Bramen gained everyone's trust and had his own mafia network after a year. Guns, drugs, and women are the source of income for the Schulz family.

A couple of times I tried to escape and all I got was the most horrible beating of my life. Sabrina never leaves me alone, he will never let me go.

On numerous occasions, I have to cover my body from the bruises he leaves. It is offensive to Sabrina if someone opposes him, and if he does not get a response on time. He will kill them. Simply, everything annoys him.

I roll my eyes when I see Wendy Schulz, Sabrina's sister, enter the mansion where I have lived for years. She knows that her brother keeps me by force in these four walls but she is not able to do anything to help me.

"Happy Birthday!" She says as she hugs me.

"Thank you." I force a smile.

"Sabrina, I've prepared our whole day together." She screams excitedly.

"Great…" I smile. Wendy takes my hand and drags me towards the entrance of the mansion. I freeze scared. Sabrina is not permitted me to go out. Panic takes over my chest as I start to shake.

I look everywhere, but he is nowhere in sight.

"Sister-in-law, my brother has given me permission." I stare at Wendy’s hazel eyes which are identical to her brother’s, unlike Wendy who has dark brown hair but Alder has light hair.

I reach for my phone to call him, but Wendy snatches it out of my hands, dragging me out of the mansion and forcing me into the family's van. Meanwhile, five more cars are following behind us.

A Schulz women never go out without protection.