the Mafia's trap (in first pov)

I always knew I wanted to make something of myself, to be successful and make my family proud. But life had other plans for me. My father ran away, leaving me with debts and no way to pay them off. It felt like I was drowning, like I would never be able to catch a break.

That's when Aizen came into my life. He offered to take care of my father's debts and in exchange, I had to work for him. At first, it seemed like a dream come true. I was finally able to pay off my debts and live a stable life. But I soon realized that Aizen wasn't just a generous benefactor. He was possessive, controlling, and abusive.

I tried to push back, to assert my independence, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. He punished me for even the smallest of things, and soon my body was no longer my own but belonged entirely to him.

I fell into a deep depression, praying for death every night. But it never came. Something snapped inside me, and I knew I had to fight back if I wanted to escape this nightmare. It was a brutal fight, and in the end, I emerged victorious, though not without scars.

My life was irrevocably changed by Aizen's cruelty. I was physically and emotionally broken, and my voice was gone forever. But I refused to give up. I threw myself into the world of writing, using the power of words to express all the emotions I had been forced to keep bottled up.

It wasn't easy, but slowly, I began to heal. Through my writing, I found a sense of purpose and a way to make a difference in the lives of others who had suffered as I had. I refused to let Aizen's actions define me, instead using them as fuel to create something beautiful. And in the process, I found a sense of peace that had been missing from my life for far too long.

...Aizen pov...

I've always believed that power is everything. And in my line of work, power comes in the form of people owing me favors or debts. When I first met Feon, I saw potential in him. His father had run away, leaving him with insurmountable debt, and I knew he would do anything to get out of that situation. So, I offered to help him pay off those debts and in exchange, he had to work for me.

At first, everything went according to plan. Feon was a hard worker and did everything I asked of him. But then, things started to change. He started to question my methods, resisting my decisions, and it drove me crazy. I couldn't handle it. I needed him to understand that I was the one in control.

So, I started to punish him. The punishments were nothing too severe, just enough to keep him in line. But over time, they became more intense, and I found myself enjoying it. I enjoyed the control I had over him, the look of fear in his eyes when he did something wrong.

He tried to fight back, tried to tell me that what I was doing was wrong. But I couldn't let him win. And then one night, when he confronted me about my actions, I lost control. I attacked him, and it felt good. I could feel his pain, and I liked it.

For months, I continued to use him, abuse him, and he never fought back. But then something changed. He fought back, and he won. I couldn't believe it. How could someone like him defeat me?

But he did, and in that moment, I knew things would never be the same. I lost control over him, and it made me angry. But at the same time, a small part of me respected him. He had stood up to me, and he had won. And it made me realize that power isn't everything.

I may have lost control over Feon, but in a way, he gained control over me. He showed me that sometimes, the best way to have power is to let it go. And so, I let him go. I didn't try to get him back or punish him. Instead, I let him go and hoped that he found peace in his new life.

What do you think guys? should I write more in first pov or third pov? Comment your thoughts lovely being 🌹

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