Tears are streaming down my face, no one will help me, not even Troy.
“ Boss the girls are arriving today we should start preparing,” he says, I know it’s just a way to help me.“ Don't worry Troy, I’ll leave soon just after she knows who she belongs to,” Mario sneers. looking at the small branding iron in one of the men’s eyes. I cry loudly when he walks towards me like I'm prey. My first instinct is to grab a gun from the floor he used to kill that man. I hold the gun tighter, pointing at him with fidgeting hands. I can kill him right here, right now and I will be gunned down as well but I have nothing to lose, my life is over. I flinch when he laughs.“ Put that down baby girl, you look horrible,” indeed, I’m scared and sweating. I’ve been here for a long time and this is the most scared I have been.“ do-don't come close,” I whisper stammering, between this gun and that brand iron, I’m more scared of the gun.BangBang. The boss doesn’t like anyone in his way, I remember the day my papa was shot. I feel so weak right now.“ Boss please,” Troy whispers but he looks at him, scrutinizing him“ Hold her.” The boss orders, and Troy protests but one of the goons put a gun on his head.“ No, please, Troy I’d rather you hold me,” I say. I hold on to Troy like dear life and he comforts me, whispering in my ear kind words.“ I want every time you look in the mirror you should always remember me and that you can never escape me, you’re always me mine Aviana Tasaro,” He says slowly making sure the words sink in. I’m so thankful that Troy is here with me now. I feel my dress being lifted and a cool breeze hits my exposed legs. But the pain that suddenly coarse through my skin is excruciating and I scream at top of my lungs, Troy tightens his hold on me.“Shhhh,” he coos. Tears fall from my tears like rain. Everything burns and he takes it out. “Good,” I hear him say before darkness envelopes me.….I stir awake, feeling like I’m on fire. I unconsciously go to touch where I feel pain but hiss. Memories of what happened come crashing down on me and I feel a hot tear run down.That psycho branded me like an animal. I feel no better than cattle now. With some effort, I get off the bed but damn it hurts. I’m naked someone must have got me out of my clothes.I go to my closet and stand in front of the mirror, my eyes are puffy and dark, my long hair is all over the place and I feel like crap. Lastly, I look on my left side just above my hipbone where the burning discomfort is coming from, I rip the bandage off causing me to scream. It's a red M and a symbol of a gun next to it like a tattoo drawingThe gun is slightly bigger than the M but no one can miss it. Fresh tears fall on my face and I don’t try to wipe them.“Ahem,” I don’t look behind, I can see the devil through the mirror. “ The doctor said you need more rest,” How can he claim to love me when all he does is hit and abuse me, now permanently scars me, his name and logo on me? I walk past him slowly since I can’t even walk fast or straight without feeling the burn. I lay on my other side, taking a deep breath. I smell of roses, he must have ordered them knowing how much I liked them but now they just sicken me, even my own body I detest it because he loves it.“ I despise you so much, Marion,” I sneer. I didn’t even think it would be possible to loathe an individual this much." I love you, and I don't care about your feelings," He says, dressing my injury. " This isn't love, you're obsessed and you need help," I shout. " Stay still, damn it! I need to cover this so it shouldn't get exposed to an infection," I close my eyes, and a tear escapes me and another. I open my eyes when I hear noises outside. " Mario, What's that?" I struggle to get up and he gives me his hand but I ignore it, going to the window. There are young girls taken out of the truck, girls no other than eighteen. " They are so young and scared. Don't you people have compassion?" " Just the same age as you when I got you and now look, beautiful, bold, and my Queen," He smiles. My eyes sway back to the girls who are shaking and crying in fear as men put guns at them. “ Shut up!” a guard yells, making them cry louder. “Package has arrived,” Mario says ending the call, I turn to glare at him but he looks at me" You're a monster," I croak. “They are Tai's, you know this isn’t my line of work,” I grab a vase of flowers near me and throw it at him, making me wince at the pain due to the force I used but he dodges. Mario is fuming in anger now, he grabs me in a chokehold while his other hand holds my injury and it bleeds again. “ Why do you always have to force my hand?” I cry, trying to fight him off but he's stronger than me by far.He only releases me when he gets a phone call. " WHAT!" He answers. After discussing a few minutes, he hangs up and sighs, glaring at me. “ I won’t harm you if you behave, Aviana I saved your fucking LIFE," “ No you didn't, I was safe with Mama,” “ Tai would have taken you to hell!" " I'm in hell! I've been in hell since I was brought here at the age of seventeen, Mario and Tai said they wanted to protect me from the people who killed my father, that it was their duty as his friend and partners but In reality, they had a different plan, Tai wanted me to work in his brothels to seduce certain kind of men because of my 'rare beauty' while Mario wanted me for himself, so they auctioned me and the mafia boss won." Hey Ava," Troy calls, I smile at him. “ I’m sorry, I failed you,” he says,“ I should have gotten you out of here ages ago, the boss is crazy,” Troy has been my oldest friend, he was studying medicine but when Mario took me, he stopped his studies to join the cartel so that he can look out for me. “ No isn’t your fault," He sits next to me and holds my hands,'Ava, you are getting out tonight,' Troy explains the plan to me but I don't even listen, I'm so happy and scared. “ I can't believe I'll be seeing Mama,” I whisper happily. “ You can’t see her,” Troy says in a sympathetic tone. Why can't I see my mother when I've been separated from her for four years? “It's too dangerous. Once you leave Marion will hunt you down and we can’t have Sela in danger,” he finishes, and I nod in understanding. It’s safer this way.After Troy leaves my room, I find myself looking at the cottage where the girls are.…..The next morning, I don’t see Marion thank God. He's probably refraining from all the insults I’ll send his way. It’s been silent today, no gunshots or screams and I didn't leave the room. Cecelia comes to check on me after an hour and asks if I need anything. I switch off the tv and go to the window when I hear cars. Mario appears in my sight of the vision, wearing a suit and a hat, I must confess, he looks good.The cars stop and first
Mario hovers over me, kissing me savagely and I hold the glass tighter, without a care that it is hurting me. I don’t cry or resist. “Get off me!” I say softly but it's futile, his fingers caress my core and I shudder goes down my body. Expelling, I raise my hand and stab him, he looks shocked by this as blood flows and he slowly gets off me while holding his neck. I push him and he crashes into the wall." Bitch," He hisses, blood splattering from his mouth. I sit on the edge of the bed, enjoying as he trashes, trying to get help but it's futile, he's getting weak. A sense of comfort washes over me, knowing that he is suffering. It is not nearly enough, this bastard deserves great suffering. I get up from the edge and hit him hard across his face. Anger bubbles and I hit and kick him over and over again. He groans and begs me to stop in a weak voice but all I feel is pain. I kick him everywhere I can when I remember, I need to escape, if his men find him like this, they'll surely k
When we leave there are men everywhere but no one is coming here. Mikael takes us behind the cottage, and I gasp when I see a body brutally mutilated. How can someone kill him like that? I glance at Mikael who looks unbothered by the sight, and now I see a lot of them piled aside, those were guards looking after the girls. Resisting the edge to throw up, I continue walking, taking a deep breath. When one of the dead man's radios starts to ring, Mikael gets it“ what are you doing?” I hiss quietly, the girls are watching us scared, he signals me to keep quiet“còmo estàn las niñas?,” he looks at me expecting me to say something, great he can’t understand Spanish, I sigh telling him ' they are asking about the girls' I whisper but he is dumbfounded.“ todo es Bueno,” He whispers, trying to change his usual accent. The girls muffle laughs but he sounds terrible.Mikael leads us deep into the woods, using the back roads of the estate and soon, we reach the tarmac and he stops a container t
BrotherBrother, it keeps running in my head, they are siblings.“ Well, hello wifey,” he says waving. Nik looks at me with a serious face and then turns to his younger brother. “ No you idiot, she lied to get in here, she’s running from those men,” he points outside at the men in dark uniforms before his green eyes dart back at me. “ So, who did you kill sister-in-law, as in we are not judging, my family are far from being saints but you look too human to even-““Jeremy, let’s go, I’m late,” the older brother speaks in a bored tone. I smile, so the young one's name is Jeremy? It suits his jovial character. Nik begins to walk to the plane while Jeremy is rooted in his steps. Why is he not leaving? Is he worried about me? " Aren't you leaving?" I ask. He looks back at Mario's men and sighs" They want you back, are you some sort of Princess running from your Prince charming?" " Oh running from the devil," I mutter under my breath. Nik stops walking when he realizes that his young
I’ve been busy the whole week at the new apartment. It has a huge sofa, a small tv, and other necessities. The next morning, I woke up to an ad on my computer, saying that someone needed a personal assistant. Getting ready, I wear an office outfit and heels, brush my hair and go to the interview. My uber driver takes me to the address and I'm surprised to see it's the hospital, not feeling quite confident, I enter. " Hello, I saw this ad and I'm here for an interview," I tell the receptionist. She eyes me from top to bottom and directs me. " Thanks," She only rolls her eyes. I snort at her rude behavior. Waiting in line, I feel so timid, everyone is confident with credentials while I have none. I inwardly cuss myself. “Next,” the secretary called, I get up from my seat, expelling I enter the office. " Hello, dear. I'm doctor Nena Smith, a gynecologist." A middle-aged woman says. She exude an aura of elegance. " Hello," She motions for me to take a chair in front of her des
My eyes widen, choking on my saliva. Mrs. Smith chuckles and pats my back. I drink the water a waitress brings before turning back to the doctor" Excuse me?" Is this woman crazy? I don't even like babies at all and now she wants me to carry one? No way. Ava, you can't. " I don't even like kids," I tell her straight up," You don't have to like them to carry one, sweetie," She says, her voice so calm as though she did not drop a bomb for me to digest. " Why should I do that, Doc, I already told you, I'm leaving this city as soon as possible," " You can't without money or documentation," She retorts. Fuck it, she's right. I only have $ 800 in my account. " If you agree to do this, my ex-son-in-law and I will pay you lots of money,"I take back my seat and sigh, covering my face in thoughts. “ You want money and I want to fulfill my daughter’s wish,” “ That doesn’t mean I’m willing to sell my womb!” I tell her sharply. For so long, the doctor has been making me take tests and b
“ I have made my decision,” I inform doctor smith, a decision I’m still unsure of, she’s looking at me hopefully, taking in breaths, and I take one of my own.“ I accept,” she smiles, and gets up from her seat. “ don’t forget your promise to protect me, protection and money,” I remind her and she nods her approval. “ we’ll start the process tomorrow,” she informs me “ Ava, I’ll give you 30% of your money, then the rest he’ll give you,” she says confidently, getting her Cheque book. She cuts out a piece of paper and gives me.“ 200,000?”The next week was about screening and running tests and as planned, Mrs smith came to get me in the morning taking me to her clinic. I was in a room with over about five doctors in the room, I look around until I suddenly felt the urge to close my eyesthe next thing I wake up they tell me it’s done but I don’t feel different at all, in fact, I feel very energetic and I have a good feeling about this, no I don't.It's been a week, and everything is goi
" Stop," I order the driver in the middle of a busy street, covering my hair and part of my face, I go into the abandoned warehouse, I've been seeing it for a while now.The warehouse is full of oil, and the smell is bad but I just need to be here for a few hours, then later at night, I can leave. I luckily find a room that looks a little cleaner than the others, I leave my things to check out the building, no one is in here, I sigh sitting on a wooden bench, what's next now? I don't even know how Mrs smith is doing, I hope she's well." She's here," Startled by that voice, I get to my feet. I was sure the voice belongs to Mikael. Taking careful steps, I look through the small space, and I was right, he was talking to a tall, lean girl with blue eyes and a hint of green to them, her hair is golden. I look for a way out but it's futile, I grab a long stiff stick and run towards Mikael with the intent to hit him but he grabs it and when he suddenly releases it, I fall on my ass. The w