Guard 001 pov I have been staying all day long thinking about AK-407 while I was on duty; these thoughts never left me as I worked, and I wanted to find out what really had happened to her. I know very well that she could not have committed the offense by killing the guard and being caught on the spot where she was. As AK-307 has said, somebody must have set her up in a very bad manner, and I must look for the inmate or even guard that has done this to her. And when I find out who did it, I will have to punish the person who did it. I must do this or else AK-407 will suffer in the hands of the dealer, and I am very sure that she will surely die at the end. Because the special cell is only made of death at the end. There is no sparing of any king in the special prison. It always ends with the inmate's last breath. I walked across the entrance of the black market prison, and I hit my fellow prison guard. He was a very good friend of mine, and he always supports me in everything th

Guard 001 povI had gotten what I needed, and now was the time to execute what was on my mind.Since I had already gotten my evidence, I was ready to pin everything to the ground. And I will have to do it immediately.From my observations, the boss already knew that I would be coming for her, but she was not too sure why I would be coming. It is obvious that she did not know that I had already known their plan long before now, and it seems that Har slave has not told her already.I knew that the slave would try to save herself, even from the boss and the dealer himself. She would not really want to be in between them in the recent investigation of the case of AK-407.I had to walk straight down to go and talk to the dealer, and I had to be quick as my evidence was fully ripe at that time.I walked slowly, and I was barely noticed by the prisoners as I reached the cell of AK-407. I heard some sounds that might have sounded like two or more people were in a discussion, so I decided to h

Dealer's pov"I am always afraid of certain things that go around.""Why so many secrets?"I was always in charge, and some things could not change that, even the guards. They know I will not have to tolerate any stupid acts that will go on in the black market prison.I usually thought that my greed and pride had suddenly ended until something happened.I was sitting in my office one day when two men went into it with this young lady."What will I call her?" I thought to myself."We want to sell this slave here to you, black market chief," they said to me.I had always thought they would bring useless deals for me until I saw her face. There was nothing small about this deal.She was at the top of my wish list, and my business was about to become bigger by the day."I call her Monica."I would not know why she was wanted all of a sudden, but I could only know one thing:She was the most wanted, but I did not know the reason for chasing a very young lady like this.She did not look wel

Dealer's povI waited for her while I was in my office; she would have to face her punishment this time around.As I thought, steps reached my doorstep, and I turned in the direction of where I heard the steps, and I could not be more surprised as my door slowly opened and I saw her in a very sad face."Hmmm, I knew that she might have been trying to prove stubborn this time around, but I've got her tight now," I thought to myself."Boss, this is the boss." My guard said to meI released myself and faced him. "Good work, my special guard, you can leave us now," I commanded him."What is this all about?" the boss asked me.I turned my back on her and faced the mirror that I normally glanced out at all the inmates in the black market prison."Hmmm, so they call you the boss now?" I said to her slowly."Why not? I am their oldest in the cell, and they all have to respect me as their elder and their senior. This has nothing to do with... She trailed "What.!" I cut her off. "Relationship?

Monica's pov*In Exile*I am alone in this cell, tired, injured, and emotionally damaged. I could not think straight at all.All I could think of at this moment was death, because it does not make sense anymore.What will I do about my baby now? I would not wish it to be brought into this very wicked world. I am going to die with it, and I am very sure that it will be happy that I have saved it from this wicked world."I apologize for bringing you into this wicked world, my baby, and I am very sorry about it." I said in the space to my unborn baby as I touched my stomach.I have avoided any suspicious move on me because they did not know that I was pregnant; my stomach always deceived them as it would not make them think otherwise.If anyone knew that I had a baby in me, I am very sure that I would be killed in a second, and they would not think twice about killing me."I am so useless," I said to myself as I kicked myself.Ouchhh…. !I screamed as my wounds on my back made contact wi