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Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 35: heart full of thorns.“Take care of the guests for me,” says Diaz to Clyde. The taller man leaves to do as he is told.The brunette looks at Ronan standing behind him and leaves the room. The hitman gets the message without needing any words. He walks behind Diaz, alert to further threats while directing his men to follow.The men take Dias to the basement and tie him down to the floor, both wrists bound in front of his kneeling figure. In front of him sits the Diaz Cartel everyone fears. Not the young head of the Cartel family nor the spoiled brat who’s sheltered by everyone around him but the man who grew his father’s empire and defeated the biggest mafia in the country. The only man who could torture and kill Hernandez’s right hand with no fear for the consequences.“Begin,” says Diaz.Ronan nods, a knife already in his hand.--The doctor enters the room once again, preparing for another terrible sight. Every time he is called to Diaz’s room
Sold to Diaz Cartel all in the name of love
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 36: all in the name of love .The blonde is silent for too long, making the man impatient. He is about to speak when an attack of sneezes hit him. Confused, Althea looks at him as the taller tries to stop the violent actions of his body. It isn’t until the man stops sneezing that Althea feels a soft poke on her hand.“Kitty?”.The cat jumps on her, comfortable to be on her arms again. He rubs his face on her stomach, purring happily with his tail tangled around her arm.“So the damn cat is yours?!”The man screams at Althea before another attack of sneezes hits him. Without being able to stop, the taller orders Althea to get rid of the cat, forcing her to run upstairs to leave Kitty waiting near her coat.“Stay here, Kitty, I will be back soon. No moving,” commands the blonde in a serious voice. The small animal seems to understand, kneading the coat and cuddling on his spot.Althea runs back down, mind already made up to get the pills without knowing
Sold to Diaz Cartel love really is the downfall of a person.
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 37: love really is the downfall of a person..The whole room stops moving, dust static in mid air. Clyde feels the gun jerking slowly, the bullet ready to fly, everything almost over.Then he stops.He stops seeing himself from the outside, suddenly back in control of his own body. He uses the moment to move the gun away from Janina, breathing rapidly in relief before realising his anger is not gone.“Janina,” calls Lucius once again, half his body stretching in an attempt to pull the older away from her husband.The sound screeches and echoes inside Clyde’s ears, his eyes shooting up to see Lucius looking at him with fear.He is unsure about what makes him explode again, his relief washed off in the blink of an eye. Unknowing if it is the nickname he loves sounding so naturally on Lucius’s lips, if it is the terror dominating the eyes of the raven, confident Clyde is capable of shooting his own wife or if it is the second of hesitation it takes him to
Sold to Diaz Cartel an angel is not born to suffer
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 38: an angel is not born to suffer .The moon is hiding tonight, the only light shining in the darkness of the night are the cold stars silently whispering in Althea’s ears. They murmur words of guilt and blame, obscuring her screaming thoughts until her regret is such she can’t bear it anymore.The fidgeting starts soon after, lasting long enough to catch Diaz’s attention.Trying to calm Althea down, the older runs his hand up her moving thigh, softly caressing the soft skin. The blonde is only wearing a long silk night gown that gives Diaz the need to touch her but without pushing it. Janina had talked to him about the importance of giving Althea enough time to heal.Althea, however, is scared once more, certain she can’t take another night of unforgiving rape. The moment she feels the warmth of a hand on her leg, she rushes to pick all her falling pieces, talking faster than she can think.“I want a tattoo,” spurts Althea out of nowhere. The words c
Sold to Diaz Cartel Tattoos and Pain
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 40: tattoos and pain .Althea scratches her left wrist, the irritated skin under the bandage giving her hell.“Stop scratching it,” orders Harley moving her hand forcefully. “If you keep scratching, it will get infected.” The blonde looks at the cook straight in the eye and keeps on scratching. “It doesn’t matter how much you scratch it, the tattoo won’t vanish.”Deaf to the truth, Althea keeps attacking the skin of her wrist over the bandage, the letters under it burning her every cell.It has been three days since she was tattooed in Diaz’s office. The whole process had gone smoothly. After she had drawn what she wanted on a piece of paper, the tattoo artist got to work, efficiently engraving Althea’s chest with the only word she was sure would keep her going:Never mindAfter the night before with Diaz and his dagger, the pain of a needle breaking her skin felt like nothing to Althea, merely another day.But the worst hadn’t come yet.Althea had been
Sold to Diaz Cartel I will free you, my Hope.
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 41: I will free you, my Hope..“How did you open the wounds in your mouth again, Thea?” The cook keeps his voice tender and low, not to put more pressure on the younger. He is afraid that if he pushes Althea, the smaller will break, the million shatters barely holding together falling to the ground and breaking into dust.“I had the spoon in my mouth. I wanted to keep eating for you so I kept it there while I thought of a way to carve it out without Diaz knowing.”“It’s fine, the bleeding stopped already. Does it hurt?”“I didn’t notice, Harley, I’m sorry. Please don’t tell Diaz. I didn’t notice! I was thinking and— and— I didn’t notice, Harley! I promise!”The sudden screams take Harley aback. Althea becomes hysteric, screaming about how sorry she is while pleading the cook not to tell Diaz. The smaller sits, still screaming apologies, forcing Harley to sit as well, frozen, scared. The blonde suddenly shifts to her knees, running a hand over Harley’s
Sold to Diaz Cartel beauty, lust personified
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 42: beauty, lust personified.Grabbing another one of the pills resting in her hand, Althea places the drug on her tongue, ready to get high. The blonde is about to swallow the drug in her mouth when a punch to the stomach forces her to spit it. She falls to the floor, grabbing her middle in pain while trying to get some air in her lungs. Althea lifts her gaze just in time to see Diaz walking past her. The brunette grabs Harley by the hair with no warning, and smashes his head against the floor.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, you piece of shit!” The brunette screams in anger as he hits the cook time and time again. Blood spills and clings to Diaz’s knuckles as he keeps hitting and screaming at the small body trying to ball into himself. “You worthless whore!”Althea tries to stop Diaz, fully aware that he can’t be stopped.“Diaz, please, please stop,” begs the blonde. “He’ll die! Please....”Diaz stops, rage fired in his eyes. He grabs the bl
Sold to Diaz Cartel Everything was destined.
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 43: Everything was destined..Two days after the first seizure, Althea learns that not being able to sleep even when exhausted is much better than having to run to the toilet every three minutes to vomit. She hasn’t eaten anything in days, as it only results in her puking it anyways. She is already used to not having any food but she isn’t sure she can be so happy about not being able to keep any liquids down either.Now, Althea lies on her back, crying and shivering as her head spins. She isn’t sure when was the last time she drank water but her mouth is impossibly dry, so much so, her tongue bleeds here and there because of the cracks in her skin. Desperate to feel something else, anything else, Althea grabs the dagger from the bedside table, and presses the blade against her skin. She makes one cut after the other, her hands so weak the blade shakes back and forth, digging deeper than intended. She focuses on the pain she can control, finally feelin
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