Pregnant by the Mob Boss {18+}

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Trigger Warning: Disturbing Content. 

ROSE

I'm utterly infatuated with Lev Mikhaylov.

He fed Cordelia her father's heart, piece by piece, as I sat back and watched.

I didn't look away, I didn't hide, cry or plead for it to stop. I sat in the armchair as the record player was playing a classical song, while I focused on them.

I wasn't afraid of the horrifying scene, though I got goosebumps because I saw a human heart being fed to another human, and it was revolting, but I knew the reason as to why Lev fed Cordelia the heart, and that made my heart swell with emotion.

It was the reasoning behind his gruesome deeds that made me want to leap into his embrace.

Following that, I confessed to him that I wanted to learn from him.

I knew that I had it in me to learn from Lev, to learn self-defense, because one day I might get killed if I only depend on others for protection.

I was heavily pregnant, but Lev made it clear that there were plenty of ways that I could learn, and that he would teach me.

But Lev wasn't finished torturing Cordelia yet, because there were four sealed boxes left on the table.

Before he went to open another box, he went to the record player, and asked me, "Do you have a favorite classical song?"

"Swan Lake by Tchaikovsky." I responded, because right after seeing the Swan Lake ballet in Paris, I was entranced by the song, which is lovely yet has a tragic melody.

Lev changed the vinyl disc to Swan Lake Op 20 by Tchaikovsky as the melody began to play in the basement.

I settled back on the armchair, wrapped in Lev's coat, and I almost forgot about the gruesome torture that was going on in the room due to the music.

But not Lev, as he went to the table behind the chair Cordelia was tied to, and opened another box.

I thought the human heart was a horrible thing, but the thing inside this box was even more horrific, and I understood why people were petrified of Lev.

"This one might make you want to look away, love" Lev told me, because he was holding a human-sized dick, penis or cock depending on how a person would want to call it, in his hands.

He put the piece of organ onto another white polished plate, and I needed to hold myself from throwing up because I knew where the human flesh would end up, in her mouth.

"Will she be also eating that?" I asked him as fear had returned in Cordelia's corpse-like eyes.

The torture room felt even more unsettling because there was a lack of lightning.

"I'm being generous with her because she won't eat that." Lev replied, but his reply had a vengeful quality to it.

Lev took the plate in his hand and walked to the woman tied in the chair. He put the plate down on the coffee table as the woman began to shriek again.

He was toying with her mental state, observing every little reaction she experienced at the mere sight of the plate that had another human organ on, specifically a human dick.

I couldn't decide which one of them was worse, the heart or the dick?

Lev was definitely out to get revenge, and I had a feeling that there was a bit more to it.