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The blaring noise of her alarm jolted Selena awake.“Ughhhh,” she groaned weakly, dragging her tired body towards the bathroom to get ready for work.Thirty minutes later, Selena stepped out of her apartment building. Her apartment was located in a quiet neighborhood.The streets were relatively ordinary and the houses there were built in a specific manner. Most of the people who lived here were the young and average working-class citizens, who were just home at night.Selena wore a silk white top and a pair of tailored brown pants. She put on a cream coloured coat as the weather outside was still quite chilly and wrapped a soft scarf loosely around her neck.She tied her hair into a neat bun, had just a simple earring on, and just nude lipstick to make her face a bit more lively. She looked polished. Clean. Professional. Just the way the world expected.She flagged down a cab a few steps from her building and rode silently to work. Selena was an average designer who worked at a fair

Selena walked all the way home in an attempt to dissipate the anger and feeling of betrayal she felt. Her breath was sharp and uneven as she cursed Zane a million times under her breath.As soon as she stepped into her apartment, she tore off her coat and the rest of her clothes and flung them into a specific bin. Her body reeked of sweat, smoke, and the metallic smell of blood. Without hesitation, she stepped into the shower, turned on the dial, and leaned her hand against the cold tile as the water flowed down her body, stains of blood flowing along with it. She finally felt calm.She didn’t flinch until the water touched her arm.She felt a slight sting in her arm as the water touched it. Looking towards it she found a slight cut on her arm, still fresh.A shard of glass must have cut her as there had been plenty flying around. She must have missed it in all the chaos and all the adrenaline must have masked it.Only when she had calmed down as the water touched her back had she fe

Damian walked over to his car, and on entering, he ordered his assistant, “Erase the security footage of the bar and find out who she is”.Noel Ackermann, Damian’s assistant looked at him confusedly but still nodded his head.He opened his laptop and began typing away as soon as the car moved, while Damian closed his eyes by his side, his profile still majestic.Noel on watching the tape immediately shrieked, causing the driver to pull the car to an abrupt stop.Damian scrunched his face at the discomfort, opening his eyes he looked towards Noel, his eyes asking the obvious question, “What the heck?”The driver immediately apologized to Damian, “Young Master, I’m so sorry, I heard Sir Ackermann scream and I thought something was wrong so I had to stop.”Damian gave a slight nod at the driver and gestured for him to drive, he turned back to look at Noel and he began stammering, “Who... who… who is she?” he pointed at the laptop, the footage still playing.Damian shook his head at the l

Selena looked at her brother with disdain her beautiful eyes were sharp as she gave a cold smile.She nodded and walked ahead with one of the men in front of her, the other two tailed behind cautiously as if fearing she would run away.She walked along the cold corridor different sounds of lusts were heard as she passed by different doors.Her stomach churned at the sound of those noises, one of the doors she passed by was slightly ajar, she got a quick glance of what was going on in there, a young woman probably in her late twenties with five other men.She didn’t even want to imagine as she already felt disgusted by it. She kept her head high as she strode on her heels, not willing to give in to the fear creeping in.They got to a door on the far end of the hall, the man in front knocked three times, more like a coded message, and the door opened, the man ushered Selena in and the two other men followed her behind as the door was shut, with the man in front waiting by the closed doo

The next evening, at the High Soritz bar, the music was playing loud, the lights dimmed and bodies swaying with the music.Selena stepped into the bar, pulling her coat tighter. This wasn’t her kind of space, Zane had asked to meet and talk, something didn’t feel right but he was still her little brother, the only one who at least treated her a bit differently.She spotted Zane in the back booth, hoodie on again, nursing a half empty glass. He looked at her nervously with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.She sat across him. You wanted to talk”, she asked softly.She looked around her surroundings like she was scanning for something.“Yeah. Yeah. I just… I’ve been thinking. About what you said at dinner.” He stammered, not looking her in the eyes. She sensed something was wrong, but she brushed it off, Zane was just like that.“Zane, if this is about the money, I told you I can’t…”“No. No, it’s not about that.” He laughed nervously as he gulped the last drink in his glass, “I ju

The next few days went by quietly but not in the Miller household. It was Friday morning and as early as 6 am, Silas Vane had barged in and taken Zane away. He had dragged Zane to his warehouse and had his boys beat him up.Zane fell, hitting his body against the cold floor. He gasped in horror as pain seared though his side. “Nngh…please…”Silas boots pressed against his ribs, sending waves of pain to his brain. He wasn’t sure which part of him hurt more, his body, or the parts inside that had given up long before the beating started.Silas Vane stood over him, sleeves rolled to the elbow, showing the dreadful tattoo inked on his arms, his knuckles dusted in blood.He was perfectly calm, like he was choosing wine and not somebody’s fate.“You don’t borrow what you can’t repay boy.”Zane struggled to sit up but his body was in so much pain. His ribs hurt like hell and he just couldn’t move.“I... I’ll get it… I… I swear, I just need more time… please”.“You see,” Silas said, almost c