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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
Sold to Diaz Cartel Nothing else needs to be said.
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 44: Nothing else needs to be said. .Diaz walks through the mansion with purpose, his expression somber enough to scare everyone around him into moving out of the way. It is barely the middle of the day but everyone is rushing around to complete their tasks which is why it annoys him when he sees Ronan in the small room at the back of the kitchen. The hitman’s schedule should be hectic enough to prevent him from wasting the day playing doctor with the cook, yet, there he is, squandering time.“Diaz,” says Ronan standing from his place next to Harley. He puts a hand on the chest of the brunette to stop him from going any further. Knowing Diaz like he does, his expression means he is pissed, and it isn’t directed at him.“He thinks I hate him!” Diaz slaps the hand on his chest, waiting for Ronan to defy him. When the hitman doesn’t, he turns to Harley who is too busy shivering and hurting from the withdrawal to notice what is happening. “This is all his f
Sold to Diaz Cartel oh don’t cry Janine
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 45: oh don’t cry Janine .Kitty runs straight into Althea’s arms. The blonde is quick to bring him close, enjoying the licks and purrs of the cat. The whole reunion makes for a beautiful scene, except, Jana can’t focus on anything other than the appearance of the blonde. Skinny. Tired. Sick. Lifeless.“Thanks, Jana,” says Althea with a small smile. “For taking care of him while I couldn’t.”The mere words make Jana want to cry because Althea shouldn’t feel thankful, she should feel disgusted of her. Her inability to help her is outstanding. First Harley and now, Althea.I can’t help anyone.“It was nothing, my little chick,” answers Janina, her voice shaking.Lately, with everything that she is going through, Althea can’t walk or stand for too long without feeling faint. It is, of course, no surprise to her since she barely eats anything. She is also sure that being injured more often than not, is not helping her body strength. Even just carrying the lig
Sold to Diaz Cartel what happens next
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 46: what happens next .“Let’s just sleep, you and me. Clyde will sleep on the coach, yeah?”Althea nods, still uncertain if she should trust the man sitting next to the bed, but somehow, her eyes begin closing before she can remind herself again why she needs to be vigilant. In the end, the fatigue betrays her. Snuggled on Jana’s chest, protected against the world once more, Althea sleeps.“Is she asleep?”Clyde whispers as low as he can. His wife turns around to face him, a sad smile covering her face as she looks down on Althea who is desperately hugging her in her sleep.“She is. I don’t think she is able to stay awake for too long anymore,” answers Jana. “Oh, Clyde, she is so skinny. I can hug her whole body with one arm, and—”“I know, my Love. But there’s nothing you can do.”“I could—”“Save her? You’re smarter than that, Jana.”“Don't call me that,”“It’s your name…”“It makes me feel like you are angry at me,” She says with a pout. Clyde coos a
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