"He's going to sell me to someone.." she sobbed in her mother's bosom while she caressed her only daughter's hair.
Her heard broke into several pieces, thinking of nothing but getting sold.
"I've heard it, mother. Richard is brainwashing him. They were talking about some rich men." Amelia added whining and sniffling.
Hearing this, Grace was fuming with anger. She stood up and walked out of the room.
Confused Amelia, followed her mother, wiping her tears off.
As Grace stepped out the stairs, she saw both of the men chatting in a cheerful tone.
Richard noticed the presence of his best friend's wife, he stood up and spoke in an amused tone, "Hi, Grace. It's too good to see you.."
Without seeing him, she just strode towards her husband, grabbed him from the collar and slapped his face hard.
As the man was drunk, he quickly fell, on his wife's foot while she kicked him in the ribs.
"What the hell..." Richard said in bewilderm
Looking back, she saw her father was not on the sofa chair.Now, where did this man, go? He was here a second ago when he asked her to open the door for the people."Won't you let us in, beautiful?" one of the men, in his deep yet low voice, spoke with a grin on his face."Excuse me, but who are you? Uncle Richard..." she asked the man, then turned her face at Richard and asked."Let us in. They are friends of your father.." Richard reacted smartly if he tells her right now about the man, would she let them in?It was not a smart move, let the father tell his daughter that she's gone.In a second, Amelia moved towards the side, making space for the men to come in."Why, thank you.." both of the men spoke in an impressing tone.Passing by her, she heard them whispering, "She's obedient, enough. Isn't she?"Amelia knitted her brows in confusion, unable to understand what's in their mind."Rowan?" Richard called out
Why did he give her the sedative? And what for? Did he already know that she was going with the men?She left without even goodbye.. there's no way back now. Is it?Sitting in the back seat of a luxurious Mercedes Benz, she was thinking about her mother.. her father.. about her life.She was on the back seat with Richard, far away, touched to the door and looking out of the window.Amelia lived in a small town where there were no big buildings, or luxurious cars or people wearing a tux.Just at the bar, she saw a few men wearing a proper suit, looking complete gentleman otherwise, there were only normal kinds of people.As the road passed by and they were going towards the city, she admired the view lifting her head out of the window, what she saw, took her breath away.Lights glittered everywhere just like stars dropping to the earth, huge and small buildings collided in a mixture of shadow and geometry. A breathtaking, marvellous, a
"Who is that person?" she, with a sudden spark of hope in her eyes, asked the girls."Oh, she's just messing with you. There's no one.." the girl, who looked clever from the face, said to Amelia, then showed eyes to the rest of them."Once you are here, you remain here. Always. No family or lovers then." she added in such a confident tone that it broke the heart of Amelia.The tiny drops of tears released from the corners of her eyes, as if she had been lonely in this entire world.Sudden clinging pain on the left side of her chest, her heart was unbearable.. like someone had stabbed her in the organ.Amelia clenched and unclenched her fists, walking away from the girls.. towards the bed.She heard the low whisper gossips of the girls, looking at her and talking..."There's no way in hell I'm wearing these cheap clothes," she said to herself, loud enough to hear by everybody."Oh, yeah? You won't?" she heard a deep and heavy vo
"Sir, please don't waste your precious time on this nonsense. I can handle this, trust me." Richard, in a polite tone, spoke to the tall man while he just fetched the cigarette from his pocket, lighted up and took a puff of it."Leave this girl, will you?" he pointed the finger at her, the smoke releasing from his mouth."And you... go back to your home. Run." he turned his face towards her, said with authority in his voice and she nodded happily.Richard left while the man stepped out of the bar, Amelia walking beside him.Although he was a complete stranger she was so much thankful for what he had done for her.Of course, both of them were going separately, he on his Bentley, on the backside, sit like a boss.No doubt, he was handsome.. his perfectly perfect hazel eyes and tan complexion, hair slicked back completely.. he was a gorgeous man.He had sweet pink lips and a subtle around his chin, making him look breathtaking.. and with
Amelia opened her eyes just to see she was in the bed.. in someone's bed?Quickly she sat down and saw she was fully dressed not in her clothes but a navy blue velvet night suit, heaved in sigh she looked around to notice this was new to her.. the room.The bedroom was furnished on a meagre budget but it was full of more warmth than Amelia had seen in many years. On the back wall was a mural, a tree with every colour of fall leaf imaginable and a few more besides. One the crude pine bed was a hand-embroidered orange cover. From every wall smiled black and white photographs of art and history.The colours are nothing else, strong, vibrant. But where was she? Maybe at Richard or Van Dough's home?It was not a house but seems a villa or a mansion...The door on the knock interrupted her thoughts, as she turned around and saw an old female.. more like her grandmother..stepped in with a tray of food in her hand."Hello, hope you had a good sleep.
With the help of the maids, the lady took her upstairs while she nearly fainted, her eyes closed, blood-forming from the right side of the head.As soon as she got laid on the bed, she noticed the drops of blood crawling down from her head to her face, moving further down to her neck."Call the doctor.." the lady said in a loud voice while the maid quickly ran downstairs.Amelia managed to lean back on the bed, after a small hiss, she said, "No, I'm alright. It's just the food, it makes me weak..""Foodie, eh? I get it but we need to call the doctor now. Please lay down." she pushed her gently to the bed.A few minutes later, a man, wearing a doctor's uniform and holding a medical bag, rushed in.'Where's the patient?" he asked staring at the lady who just rolled her eyes saying, "There. Can't you see, doctor?" while Amelia just let out a chuckle.The lady was nice also she was sarcastic.. but she seemed sweet. What bothered Amelia wa
Kristopher was glued in his place, he didn't know what to do.. or was he under the little girl's spell? Was she a magician?He always kept himself away from the girls and love, busy at work.. he was a grown-ass man.. or that was he thought.Now, this little girl appeared in front of him at least three times this day...And Helena told him the story of hers.. how can someone be so cruel, selling his daughter."I have a question for you.." the sweet voice of hers, bring him back to reality.He turned around, sighed and spoke in his majestic voice, "Let's kept it for tomorrow. Shall we? I have to get back to bed as it was a tiring day and I have work tomorrow.."She, confused for a second, then nodded and parted her lips to speak but noticed he was already out of the room...No goodnight? Such rude.Amelia had this habit of saying goodnight to her mother and then sleep.. today she felt something was missing... somethin
"Who said good men don't drink?" he, with his eyes narrowed at this thought, asked the little girl in front of him, who seems to enjoy the rainy night."I say..." she, without facing him, replied, her eyes fixed on the raindrops and a sparkle of cheerfulness showed in her face.Kristopher understood that the girl was so much liking the view, of course, his villa was nothing compared to the town she lives in.. she first time had seen so much beauty in her entire life."Let's go inside, you will catch a cold.." Kristopher stood up, while she was lost in the view, deep thoughts.. and once he stood up, it made her startled, all of a sudden, her bright smile faded and turned into an emotion of fear.He, for a second, got nervous.. one second she's calm and another second she's the poor scary lamb."C'mon..." he gave her a sign, his voice low and calm.Once, both of them got seated in the living room, by the fireplace, it was more of a cosy enviro