CHAPTER TWO

FIORELLA

A feeling of something cold on my body made my eyes flutter, pulling it open, I realized that my entire body was wet, water dripped from my hair onto my already wet clothes. A splitting headache suddenly hit me, reminding me of how I was knocked out earlier. Grabbing hold of my head, I groaned in pain.

“You are finally awake,” A bored voice sounded next to me.

Turning around to know the source of the voice, my head hit a heavy metal, it began to ache even more badly. Something wet and cold settled on my eyelids, lifting my hand to my eyelids, I realized it was blood. Not just any blood, my blood!

The sight of it made my breathing become shallow, my hands began to tremble and I cowered to a side, no longer bothering to know who had spoken earlier. But who was I kidding?

I was in a confined space, a cage. My captors could end my life if they wanted, or they could tear me to pieces like my parents. Tears trailed down my cheeks.

“I haven't touched you yet, and you are crying,” A new voice said from what seemed to be a door, opposite the cage I was put into. The door was pushed open, and my heart nearly flew off my chest, at the fear of who it might be. But then, the now familiar scent of my mate hit me.

The scent of everyone’s mate brings calmness and joy to them. But that wasn't my case. The moment the scent hit my nose, my fear doubled, my anxiety doubled. I frantically searched my dress for my relief drugs.

“I didn't take it all earlier, right?”

“If you are searching for that drug, just give up,” My mate’s voice rang.

“Mate,” Ella whimpered in my head. His actions earlier had hurt her so much.

“Bring her out,” he suddenly instructed.

The cage was pulled open. I tightly held onto its bar, shaking my head and refusing to let go. In a few seconds, one hefty guy got into the human-sized cage and dragged me out. He threw me out with so much force that I landed on the ground with my face. The rough surface of the ground scratched my face.

“Leave,” He ordered the guards, his voice coming out cold and sending jolts of fright down my nerves.

Soon, I was left in the room with just him. Bending down, he grabbed hold of my jaw. My heart thumped so loudly. Cold sweats trickled down my neck, I shut my eyes waiting for the worst.

“Is this how I'll join my parents?” The thought made my fears intensify.

“Save your tears, they have no damn effect on me.” Saying this, his fingers wrapped around my neck pulling me off the ground and into the air, my legs dangled freely in the air.

“Who the heck paid you to kill Akim?” He growled.

I choked, and spasmed, but he still held onto my neck, pressing it with so much force that I began to kick my legs frantically, desperately trying to pry his hard hands off my tender neck.

“Who the fuck paid you to end Akim, you bitch,” he growled.

“What is your relationship with Vadim? Where did you get the damn drugs you took?” He threw different questions at an almost dead me.

Finally giving up, I let myself succumb to the darkness his cold hands brought. My consciousness slowly left me. Just when my eyes were about to shut, a knock suddenly sounded on the door. I'm flung like a rag doll, my back landed on dry wood with so much force that the rusty nail in it bit into my skin. A tortured cry left my mouth. I lay still, too scared to move. My head was bleeding and aching, my face was scarred, my body was injured and they were all from my mate. There was no pain in this world that hurt more than that. Laying still and unmoving, I let my misty eyes wander to the door and there stood Laura smiling down at my mate. Her hands were all over him, it hurt, but not more than the pain he had inflicted on me.

“How long has she been working for you?” He suddenly asked her.

“About three months,” Laura answered, her seductive eyes still on him.

“She worked there longer than the others,” he commented.

Why the heck were they discussing me as if I wasn't here? All I wanted at the moment was to go home to Aurora, the one person who made me feel safe. But that felt impossible right now.

“I'm so sorry, Rora. With the way things are going, I might die before you,” I mumbled.

“Yes, She is a virgin, I was saving her for a big client. I finally sold her off a few days ago, but she killed her owner last night,” she answered.

“What was she talking about? She sold me out? To whom?”

The broken puzzle pieces suddenly fix themselves in my head and I gasp.

“Laura sells her workers! No wonder the majority of her workers were girls.”

I knew Laura was heartless and a bully, I never expected her to be this cruel. How can a person with a heart sell another? And to think she sold me too. The world was indeed a scary place. The people my parents trusted with their lives killed them, and here, someone I've known for years sold me off.

This one act was enough to get me going. Forcing my back off the nail stuck in it, a cry of pain left my mouth. The two people in the room didn't even spare me a glance, they were caught up in their discussion.

Nervous, horrified, stressed and anxious, I forced myself back into the cage. It was my only option, the door was currently blocked by my predators. Entering the cage, I locked it, taking the keys into it with me.

My betrayer mate stared at me, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“Can I talk to her for a minute,” Laura suddenly requested.

Nodding, my mate let her approach my cage.

“I see you already love your new home,” She smiled down at me.

“You know, you've always belonged to a cage, but somehow you always managed to leave it. I can assure you that you're stuck this time.”

I didn't say a word, I stared dumbly at her, my lips trembling, and my eyes gauging the entire place.

“Anyways, you killed your first master. I would have loved to send you to jail, but then I'm getting 5 times the money your first master paid me. Isn't that great!” She chuckled.

“Be a good girl and make sure to do whatever he tells you to do. I know you are inexperienced, but make sure to blow his mind. Not everyone pays 50 million dollars for a sex slave. Not to talk of a weirdo like you.”

“He just wired the money to me, which means my business here is done. I'll give you one last piece of advice. Do whatever he tells you to, or I'll be pleased to serve your dead body to the crocodiles in my backyard.”

My eyes nearly popped out of its socket at her words.

“Kidding,” she laughed for the first time since I'd known her.

For a few seconds, my eyes travelled to the imposing figure in the room, his focus was on me and an indescribable feeling swirled in his eyes. The moment his eyes met mine, I looked down at my feet, trembling.

“I never knew you would be this useful to me. If I had known, I would have at least made you have some experience beforehand.”

“That’s enough, your business here is done,” his deep voice sounded.

Bidding me farewell, Laura left the room with an annoying smile on her lips.

“So, this was my fate now. A sex slave to my mate. I guess I'm fated to go through hell.”