~Emmy~
"One Million!" Someone shouted from my left, my eyes narrowed on the male in the crowd, pointing at me and laughing with his associates. Anger rippled through me, seeing him grab his cock and nod to me subjectively. Pretending to gag, I examined him with contempt.
"Let's not pretend you know what to do with it, buddy!" I screamed over the chatter in the chamber. The room erupted in laughter as someone else threw another bid into the room.
"Two Million!" An aged voice offered. I looked behind me to the male I had been told to call Sir, overseeing the girls being auctioned today and snorted.
"Come on, he'll be dead by morning!" I dismissed his bet with a flick of my wrist.
"Come on, fellas, we can do better than that; she's a pretty wee thing. A natural blonde. I have checked myself!" Sir announced, shooting him a death stare. I spat at his feet, embarrassment washing over my cheeks.
"She's a little feisty, but I guess that's what you get when you have grown up with savages all your life, huh, doll face." He laughed, stepping closer to me with a pull on the chains, trying to haul me into his body. I stepped closer to him and snarled, baring my teeth at the filthy sleazeball.
"You are making a mistake!" I laughed bitterly, looking at his dick that had hardened in his slacks. "I hope you aren't attached to your LITTLE friend because I curse you!" A rough hand slapped my face sending me backwards and onto my ass, the chains digging into my wrists and ankles painfully.
"Fucking Gypsies!" He barked, pulling his leg back to kick me in the ribs, dispatching pain through my core. Forcing my lips closed, I refused to scream in a room filled with arrogant bastards who would only get hard off my whimpers and sobs! Sick fucks!
"Three Mill!" My original bidder yelled as I pulled myself to my feet.
"Four!"
"FUCK you all! I am worth ten times that! All that gets you is a look at my tits!" I bellowed, pulling against the chains that kept my hands to my side, to yank my top down and flash the bastards a look at my rack. These men were mob bosses; I could smell sin and money on them. They didn't want a vulgar female who answered them back and embarrassed them by flaunting herself; they wanted something meek and submissive.
Well fuck that!
"Five Million!" Another voice stuttered. "But she has to come with a gag! I only need her cunt!" My eyes shot to the bidder, anger flaring in my hues as I assessed him critically.
"Aww, what's wrong? Not able to find anyone to fuck and breed with you! Hardly a surprise, fatty!" I laughed sweetly, shaking my head in amusement, as yet again, the room filled with the sound of chatter and laughter.
"Such a shame, but let's face it: the only way your line will continue is if you pay for it!" I laughed nastily, my lip curling in disdain. The blues of my eyes shone with the same repulsion I wore on my face as they locked on the male in the front row.
"Not like she's wrong, Johnny!" Someone hurled across the room, making the male's face redden with the anger that swam in his eyes.
"Rest assured, the only thing I will give you is a lifetime of misery!" I giggled, flicking my hair over my shoulder, the blonde waves cascading down my back like spun silver.
"But something tells me you like that, don't ya, sugar!" I mocked as a foot landed on the back of my knees, knocking me to the floor. Sucking in a puff of air, I breathed through the pain that Sir had administered. I swear to all that is holy, I am going to rip this fuckers dick off with my teeth!
"Careful, don't bruise her pretty skin!" Someone announced. Rolling my eyes, I pulled myself into a sitting position at Sir's feet, my eyes trained on his; arching a brow, I smirked knowingly.
"Wouldn't want to damage the merchandise!" I grinned sarcastically, shrugging my shoulders.
"Come on, gents! She's good with her mouth! I can assure you of that!" He declared with a sleazy wink at me. Thinning my lips, I flashed him my sweetest smile, which I refused to let falter as memories danced through my head. The last time I was on my knees in front of this prick, he shoved his dick at me in a room filled with girls all as scared as me. Apparently, he wanted to instruct us on how to 'behave' for our new masters. Personally, I think he just wanted a quick BJ! Something I had refused and the girl beside me had paid dearly for.
“Do it! I will protect you!” A voice whispered in my mind. I contemplated answering ‘her’ for a moment, nobody wants to buy a crazy chick after all, but something told me it wasn't my mind they were here for but my other assets!
My eyes trained on Sir as he held his hand up for the room to continue the auction; leaning into him, my teeth clamped down on his flabby thigh through his thin slacks, hooking my teeth around his flesh with all my might, I pierced his skin and pulled like one would remove fat from a good steak.
I don't know what possessed me to lunge at him, but I do know that it felt damn good to hear him scream like a girl. Spitting the fabric and flesh onto the floor beside the male with the current winning bid, I shot him a wink before looking back over at Sir.
"Sorry, Sir! I thought you wanted me to demonstrate how good I am with my mouth." I grinned, looking out at the now silent room, blood trickling down my chin and onto the white see-through shift they had forced me to wear. Looking at it with a shrug, I smirked out at the room filled with wide eyes and silent lips.
"Come on, not like you fuckers ain't seen your share of blood!" I laughed maniacally.
"50 Million!" Someone said in the silent room. Gasps and shocked faces turned to the top of the room where a balcony held my bidder, the lights blaring at me, hiding his face and identity, but something in his voice felt familiar.
"SOLD! To Mr..." Sir winced, gripping his thigh all dramatic and shit.
"Accardo.. Matteo Accardo." The husky voice informed us. The room became still with tension, and given the looks being exchanged by the males around me, I guessed whoever this guy was.. he was a bigger bastard than any of these.
"I hope you have your affairs in order, Matteo because I will... kill you for this!" I proclaimed with resolve.
"We shall see." A voice answered and I didn’t need to see him to know he was grinning like the sick bastard he was!
~Matteo~"Are you sure you want to do this, sir?" Samuel, my second, asked from behind me. I could feel him watching me closely as I watched the girl being auctioned off on stage; he no doubt disapproved of my interest in her. "Why wouldn't I?" I asked casually without turning from the glass panel where I watched the blonde-haired girl stare up at the booth I occupied on the balcony with contempt. I knew the lights would be blocking her vision of Samuel and I, but luckily, I could see her perfectly. "Well, she is not like the usual stock we purchase," Samuel admitted plainly, stating the obvious. "I am not sure we have enough sedatives to dull her feistiness and make her compliant." He lamented, looking out the window at her. "Why would we dull her ‘sparkle’?" I asked, loving how she stared into the glass; it was like watching a tiger at the zoo. It was beautiful, majestic but wild! You could see its power, its killer instinct, and its need for survival as clearly as you could see
~Emmy~Shuffling forward slowly, thanks to the iron restraints attached to my ankles, I made my way into a shady room. "Oh, look, another room that stinks of piss and death!" I snorted sarcastically, glaring over my shoulder at Sir. "Although that might just be you, old man!" I added with a sly grin, earning me a slap to the back of the head. "You need to learn some manners!" Sir snapped at me hatefully. "Yeah, forgive me, I am a little out of touch on the etiquette for how one is meant to address her kidnapper." I barked, rolling my eyes at the stupid prick."With a little more respect than that!" He grunted, kicking my legs out from under me as he let go, allowing me to tumble to the floor with a yelp. "Careful now, Sir, you wouldn't want to damage me before I am paid for." I scoffed, rubbing my sore hands from the impact of the fall. "You are already paid for!" He laughed, kneeling in front of me, his face hovering close to mine, close enough that if I wanted to, I could headb
~Matteo~I wasn't lying when I said she was mine, and given how Blaze was itching at the walls of my mind, he, too, agreed. She was a wolf; I could smell it on her, but the way she held herself intrigued me; she was like no wolf I had ever encountered, nor human. She was different, and I wasn't sure if that was a good thing yet. Stepping closer to her, the need to touch her too strong to ignore, I closed the gap between us, lifting my tattooed knuckles to run down her cheek, coating them in the blood that had dried to her skin. "Are you going to be a good girl for me? Or do I have to keep you restrained?" I asked coldly, searching her eyes for a trace of the wolf I felt inside her. "Fuck you!" She growled, spitting in my face before turning her head quickly to bite my hand that traced her skin. She was quick, but I was quicker; moving my hand before her teeth had a chance to pierce my skin I dropped it to her throat, gripping it in my large hands I tightened it around her slender t
~Emmy~ Beads of sweat dripped down my face and onto the blindfold that covered my eyes, inches away from my dried and chapped lips. My heartbeat increased with each passing second. The sound of wind whirling by the vehicle I knew we were in was the only sound I could hear."Hello?" I tried to say, but my words were suffocated by something that had been placed in my mouth. "That will teach you to bite!" The voice giggled in my head, making me groan. I had woken up to the soft lull of the car as we drove down what I assumed was a highway. We had been driving for at least twenty minutes when the car pulled to a stop, and whoever was in the vehicle exited.Restraints completely immobilised me. My wrists were encircled behind my back by the ominous cold metal of what I could only assume to be wrist cuffs. Hard metal ran up my back to where a frigid chain ran around my neck. Every move I made had the chains clank together. My whole body ached and screamed for relief from the position I w
Emmy***Three weeks earlier*** "Can I go out tonight?" I asked my Ma for the fourth time this hour; I knew what her reply would be. Yet I hoped she would say yes, anyway. I could count the number of times my mother had let me out on my own on one hand. You wouldn't think I was seventeen months old! Not seventeen years old!"Eighteen soon!" The quirky voice whispered in my head, making me frown softly, forgetting for a second my mother was staring at me. "What's wrong?" My mother asked quickly, her eyes scanning my features and scrutinising my facial expressions carefully like she always seemed to of late. "Nothing!" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest with a pout. I knew if I told her the voice was back, she would shove another pill down my throat, and then I definitely wouldn't be allowed out! I knew her concern was coming from a good place. No one liked a crazy female! Not even us gypsies! But it didn't make it any easier to swallow; I wanted my freedom out of this damn wo
~Matteo~"I don't think this is necessary!" Blaze whinged while he watched our mate over the top of my laptop that sat on my lap. He had moaned the whole car journey, to the point I wished I had gagged him too. He had been a silent passenger since our previous mate's death, pretty much leaving me to run the show. At times, I had wished he would come back to take some of the weight on his shoulders for the life we led, but if this was how things would be, I would have to speak to Samuel about a supernatural way to mute him. "I don't care what you think!" I snapped as I typed away on the keypad that sat on my lap. She has been babbling to herself on and off for an hour before finally giving in to exhaustion. I suspected she had been talking to her wolf, although I didn't understand why she wasn't doing it internally. Something I would ask her when I got her back to the penthouse. Maybe Gypsies did things differently to the rest of us. A smirk slipped over my lips, hearing her moan in
~Emmy~Waking slowly, I yawned softly, my body stretching out on the softest bed I had ever slept on. "Damn, did I die? Am I sleeping on a cloud?" I mumbled as my eyes opened to see I was surrounded by crisp white linen. Snuggling back under the sheets, I closed my eyes again before they shot open as memories of the last few days danced across my mind. Kidnapped, auctioned, restrained, and ... Nothing after being restrained, only foggy memories of a conversation I knew had to be a dream. "I was beginning to think you would never wake up!" A serious voice announced from somewhere in the room. I wanted to bury myself under the sheets and pray it was all a dream, and I was about to wake up in my mother's wooden caravan on a bed made of lumps and bumps. But hearing the footsteps head my way, I braced myself for the cold reality that none of it was a dream. The sheets were pulled from me and thrown back; light blinded my eyes from an open window. Seizing my chance, I jumped and slammed
~Matteo~Sitting in my seat, I sensed Blaze moaning that she was out of sight and smirked; he was so whipped already! Although I expected nothing less! As I walked by her, I could see the clogs turning in her head and knew she was about to do something reckless. That most likely would end with me not being able to eat my fucking breakfast before my meeting started because I had to teach her a damn lesson.. again! I remained silent but motioned for the chef to bring the food forward; I watched him pick up a tray filled with pastries only to freeze as his eyes lifted beside me. A soft blush crossed his cheeks as he lowered his gaze and looked at the floor, clearly trying to show respect. Closing my eyes as her sweet scent drifted by me, I sucked in a breath to silence Blaze, who was howling like a dog in heat. Opening my eyes, I looked in the direction I sensed her and found myself frozen just like my chef, seeing her stride past my seat as naked as the day she was born, her skinny l