We shop for about another two hours; then we finally have all of my main clothes plus tons of bathing suits that he loved me in. We walk over to the underwear department as he looks over at Sofia. "Go shop for a new dress for the ball along with the matching jewelry you want. We will meet you over there shortly; I don't think she needs your help in this department."

"Whatever, you just trying to get rid of me." She spins on her heels, walking down the aisle with her bodyguard following her at a flanking position.

"Sorry, I had to get rid of her so you would feel a little more comfortable getting these; there are a few items that I want you to pick up for us." He heads over to the appropriate naughty sleepwear he was referring to. He picks up tons that he likes in my size along with what I like.

"Zamir, why do you want me even to get these if you are telling me I will not have them on long?" raising a brow at him.

His eyes sparkle. "It helps get both of us in the mood better. Plus, these will look amazing on your spread out on my bed beside me with your body. I do have a naked rule, but damn I love a woman in these things too." We get everything I need in this department, then head down to the jewelry part. "We need to get you a lot of these too. I don't want people thinking that I cheeped out on you. I want you looking like you just walked out of a princess picture."

We are finally done having the cars have been loaded down with all the bags and bags that he bought. I could not look at the totals since he had Sofia drag me away while he paid for everything. I don't even want to think how many thousands of dollars are sitting in the car behind us. He starts the car looking at his phone for the time. "Good, we will be home in time to change, then dinner should be done." He pulls out, heading back to the complex. When we arrive, servants come out and take all the bags into the house before we can even get out of the car to head inside good. They are flowing up the stairs with everything when a very nice-looking older woman stops us at the door. Sofia hugs her then takes off up the stairs.

"Zamir, are you going to introduce me to your lady here?" as I look at her face, I can see so many features of her in the two children that I just walked in the door with.

"Mom, this is Avaleigh, but she likes to be called Ava for short. Ava, this is our mother, Valentina Cruze."

I stick my hand out to shake hers, but she pulls me in for a huge hug and then backs off. "Please, call me Val for short also. My husband told me that my son had brought a girl back with them from their job today. Have you known each other long, or was this another one of their missions that I hate?"

I look over at Zamir, not knowing exactly what to tell her. "Mom, she and I are still getting to know each other, but she is perfectly fine being here. We went shopping for her; just got back from buying her all the clothes that she needs to have while here with me."

His mother crosses her arms at him, letting out a series of huffs. "It was one of those snatching missions, wasn't it, son? You know I disapprove of what your father does on those missions. We have so many people here that were snatched away from their homes and families; I have pleaded with him to stop. I need to beat you two with my shoe again?" her look is terrifying as he looks away in shame.

I step forward just a hair, and her look softens just a little "I am happy being here with him. He has been a gentleman with me from the beginning."

She smiles big then hugs me again. "If he steps out of line with you, come tell me. He might be a grown man, but I am still his mother to where my hand will beat his ass if needed."

I snicker, but the look in his eyes shows me he is not liking this conversation too much. "Yes, mam, I will. I don't think I will have a problem with him, though. He is a very well-mannered man."

His body relaxes at my praises towards him "I am doing what you raised me to do with a women mother; I have respected her just like dad does with you."

She smiles, nodding her head while walking towards the kitchen. He grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs to his bedroom. "Thank you for doing that. She does not like it when we take people from their homes, making them work here for us. Most of the people here don't mind it once those fat paychecks start landing in their hands, but we have had some that wanted to go back home after being here for a short time."

"Does your sister know what you do really for a living?" looking at him making him smile.

"Not all the details yet. She will when she gets a little older, but we are just letting her live out her teenage years, thinking we have a huge business to run to take care of. We are not lying to her, just keeping some details out that she does not need to know yet."

"What else do you do besides just running drugs?" sitting down on the sofa that is in the room.

"We do a lot of things. Drugs, guns, smuggling in and out of the country, sex trafficking, along tons of other things. My dad has his hand in about everything illegal down here, so my brother and I help out. I do more than Marco because he runs his own 'gang,' as you would call it, but I am being groomed to take over what my dad does now. Marco still works under dad with his own people, but he only takes orders from dad, just like me. When I take over, since I am the oldest by four minutes, he will work by my side but still have to listen to my orders. He is not happy about it most of the time, but he will get used to it as he has to fall in line with dad's commands along with what he leaves us."

"Where were you coming from when you came across me? Usually, the patrols don't hit until dinner; I have been able to hide up until this morning" a tear slips down my face thinking of my family that will hear what happened to me from the people who just had to stand there watching me get forced into their car.

He wipes it away with his thumb. "We had a deal go sour about five miles from where you were. My dad rounded everyone up to take out who we needed; we had finished later than expected and headed home. I saw you walking along the road, barefoot, old worn-out dress, but when I saw your face, that is what caught my attention. I told dad to stop so I could get a better look at you then you took off. When I wrapped my arms around you, I just knew something was different about you. You tried to get away from me, which most people don't even attempt then; when my dad approved you, that is when I knew that I had to have you. I could see you cleaned up like you are, so beautiful and not afraid of me or my family like most of the others we have brought here. There was this instant connection when I touched you, it was hard to explain, but there was a current that shot up my arm as I had never felt before. I can promise that as long as you are here with me, I will love and cherish you for the rest of our lives. I have waited to find that one special person in my life, which now I have. I know it was hard being taken from your family, but we can go see them again here soon."

"I was thinking how bad it was for them being told by our neighbors that I was taken off that road. They have heard the horror stories telling me about them, so they know I am gone for good. I will never see them again."

"That will not be the case; I promise you" he scoots close to me, taking my hands in his "We can't for about a week, but as soon as I know it is clear too, I will take you to see them."

"May I ask a favor of you then?" as tears are still falling slowly.

"Yes, what do you want from me?" as he wipes them away again.

"If I write them a note, could it please be delivered, so they know that I am safe and not being tortured? I will leave out things that you want me to, you can even help me write it, but I want to put their minds at ease that I am not being used for a sex slave."

He smiles then nods towards a desk in the corner of the room. "You are more than welcome to do that where I will send one of my men there to deliver it. Just keep it short, but you can put in there that you are treated very well and are not being used for that at all. You are going to be a future Mrs. Cruze, so you can tell them that if you want."

My eyes go wide because I did not think about that, but he kisses me deeply. We get ready for supper so that I can meet the rest of the family.

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