Wind rode voice to my ears and curiosity pushed me to the balcony to see. There were approximately 7 girls dressed provocatively, I gave guess they were here to fuck with the guys on the third floor. Vic had thought I was one of them. It also crossed my mind that I hadn’t seen Coco since before I was taken upstairs, but then I had been too busy being dicked.I felt my inside clench again. It hurt too. My waist kinda hurt but the insides were the most uncomfortable. I was badly swollen.When I big truck drove in, I realized that like me, the girls had already been fucked and were about to be sent home.I couldn’t stop the plan from weaving in my mind.I turned back to the bed. Carlos was still asleep. I didn’t know if the man slept better after fucking me because, on normal days, I have never woken up to find him asleep. It was like he never slept.The door stood there, mocking my plan to leave. It was always locked and I didn’t even know what the key looked like, I moved forward to ex
Bob turned to the girl. “Is she new?” Referring to me.The girl turned back to me. “To be honest, I’ve never seen her before, I think she is new.” “I would like to alight here.” I said again, this time I couldn’t keep my voice from shaking, what have I put myself into. “I think she’s new, and she wants to run away, the madam will kill me if she hears the new girl slipped out of my hands while running away. Help me bob, let’s get to the clubhouse with her.” “No, I don’t belong here.” I tried to explain, but they had decided what to believe. I was only a liar running away. When I saw I couldn’t talk sense into them, I began to scream, hitting the windows and shouting for help, I didn’t see Bob hand coming, I only felt the hit on my neck and went unconscious. …. My head was aching but I knew when the car stopped, I felt when carried me out of the car. My eyes didn’t open but I could feel the place had sharp lights and I could hear the sharp sound of music. I head the rich wicked vo
I watched him come closer, I couldn’t stop my whole body from shaking.“Who would have guessed I would find you, find you In a place like this? Is the kind of life you betrayed me for?” I hadn’t uttered a word when he hit me and gave me a slap across my cheek.“Father.” How could I be this unlucky? “Last I checked, you were no longer my child.” He said, his irritation evident in his voice. “She’s your child?” Madam asked him in a hushed tone. “I’m sorry for the mistake.” “She’s no longer my child. I don’t think she ever was either. She’s fair game, she’ll be sold tonight.” “How about an auction? I’m sure many would want her.” The madam said carefully. “Rayna? Rayna is worthless. Put a price tag on her and get her out of my sight.” My father said coldly. There was nothing blue about his blood. It was all black. Tears fell from my eyes without my permission, there was nothing I could do to stop them. People were going up and down and a stage was set. Very loud music filled the
Ggrrrrrggh. His phone was ringing. It couldn’t be mine, I had no phone. Thankfully, he would have to slow down to pick up the call. I was wrong, he didn’t. Annoying as it was, he had an air-pod fixed on his ear. “Hey, I got the package. I thought it was over hyped, but it wasn’t.” He turned to look at me. Wait. Was I what he referred to as a package? “I wouldn’t say I like her yet.” I didn’t like him either. “I came to Atlanta for a break, but thanks to her I had to go to the ugliest place in town when all I needed was a massage.” A pause. “Yeah, she looks like trouble.” He laughed. “You’ve always known how to handle trouble, you like trouble.” He paused before smiling. “Can’t wait to see you too.” I could guess when the call disconnected.The change in him was drastic, I wondered who he was talking to have smiled like that. It didn't sound like a woman. He concentrated back on driving. “Why did you help me?” The words fell out of my mouth without finesse. I had been looki
“Do you realize how stupid you are?” Carlos greeted me harshly. I hadn’t expected anything softer but itstill hurt.And I deserved it.“I’m Sorry.” I saw Zain raise a brow. I’m sure he hadn’t expected me to give in this early but I’ve had along day. It was dark and I was very hungry.Carlos ignored me and turned to Zain. “Have you heard from Zade?” “Yes,” Zain replied eagerly. It guessed it was Zade he had been talking to on the phone. Zade… Zain…They were probably related. Maybe that was why I wasn’t so afraid of Zain. He didn’t seem anything like his brother though.“When will I see him?” Zain asked. I remembered the longing in his voice when he ended the call earlier.“That would be when I go through your doctor’s report and see how fine you are myself,” Carlos spoke.His hands remained in his pocket as he replied to Zain. It felt like he kept his hands there to refrain from doing something crazy.Doctor? Was Zain sick or something? It annoyed me a little that he
I stretched my hands forward and picked up the papers. There were like five sheets but one had the writings printed more boldly and it caught my eye.I read it first.“No,” I murmured.“You do not have a choice, Rayna. I told you, I’m going to own you in every way possible. If I need to remind you, I have your father's blessings. Now sign it.”“No.” I voiced more boldly.It was a marriage agreement.I wouldn’t marry like this, not to someone who offered me no respect. He pushed a pen into my hands.“Sign the fucking papers Rayna.”“No.” I just couldn’t.“How about for Bob, I’ll kill the fucking driver if you don’t sign it.”The man had lost a finger because of me, I couldn’t watch him lose his life too.I signed my name with shaky hands.“Take your bath and maybe I’ll be able to recognize you as something more than dirt. I’ll send food up, I’ll eat well if I were you because I’m going to have my wedding night.”As he got to the door, ready to leave, “I wanted to offer to shoot someone
“Are you camera shy?” He asked, making me wonder if he wanted to take a picture of me, or us.“Not really,” I said, looking around in the hope of seeing someone bring my food.“They should be done by now.” He said calmly.“Are they just preparing it? Why didn’t you ask for something ready?” I whined.“Be patient.”In a short while, Two men pushed a rolling table to us. I almost screamed finally.They arranged the food on the table in silence, I couldn’t help wriggling my fingers in anticipation. I reached for the spoon immediately they left only for Carlos to slap my fingers away.“I’ll feed you.”“I’m not a child.”“I’ll do whatever I like with you.” He leaned forward. “You don’t get to say no, Now, open your mouth.”I opened it reluctantly.Oh My God.It was awesome. Soft and delicious, melted in my mouth like butter. I could taste potatoes and some veggies.“Like it?” He asked.I could only nod. It was awesome. Worth the wait.Carlos fed me more spoons; I was already waiting with m
My heart didn’t stop ramming against my ribs as I sat on the bed waiting for it to get dark. I tried to tell myself I was not waiting for Carlos and that I hoped he never came. Lots of scenes had played in my head. In one, he fell from the stairs while coming up and broke his neck. That felt too brutal so I decided it would be better if he broke his legs.I didn’t know how long it usually takes for a full-grown man’s bone to heal after being broken but I began to doubt that one’s leg could break merely from falling down the stairs.I heard the car outside earlier so I pictured another scene in which something happened in his company, maybe a man’s hand got crushed while sharpening one precious stone. I had never been in a refinery or seen stone cutting but it sounded like it was not an easy job or maybe had lots of risk. Then Carlos would have to be a responsible boss and go check on his staff.But that scene had two errors. First, it would be very bad of me to which evil for someone