Chapter 1:

Author's note: At first, you'll see the story as one of the typical stories with kidnaps and chuchu, but don't judge. Try reading it and you'll see the twist, it's worth reading. You'll see a violent act of love:) I wasn't forcing you though.

Lorraine Samantha Red Woodwords' POV

We just finished our shifts from the resto-bar where we had been working for the past years. The three of us were walking home but what made me curious was the surrounding's aura. There were no cars running causing traffic, the restaurants closed, the company lights turned off, the TV advertisements of different companies were not showing and all you could hear was the cold breeze of air.

The deafening silence, that darkness, the lights, it reminded me of all the painful horrors of my past. The memories of that night, the worst night of my life. The night when I was left alone that I wanted to end my life. Thankfully, before I became insane and kill myself to death, I met my best friends, they're my savior.

Lauren Dayne Wofford and Haliyah Isabella James are my long time friends. I accidentally bumped into them when I was running to nowhere that night, they confronted me, comforted me, looked after me. That time my whole world collapsed, hope and courage left me, all I wanted was to end the my useless alone life. I stayed like a living dead, unspeakable, unreadable but they didn't give up, they gave me the light of future, they gave me hints of the wonderful tomorrow, eternally grateful I am for what they did. 

Haliyah, a 23-year-old tall, thin, gorgeous, fair-skinned, and warm-hearted woman. While Lauren is a 22-year-old young fierce woman. Me? I am an independent woman, 23 years old. We may differ a lot from each other, but we agree with one decision together.

My best friends, they gave me the reason to live, I treasure them like my own family, they're all that I have.

"Sam, Sam, hey, what are you thinking again? Tears are falling from your eyes. I told you to try to move on from the past and enjoy the present," Haliyah spoke out of blue while she pushed me a little.

"Uhmmm... Nothing. It's just that it is hard for me to forget my parent's death," I answered truthfully as a smile lightened my face when my mom and dad flashed inside my head.

"You know that we will always be with you, right? Because we are sisters. And sisters don't leave each other," Haliyah answered ensuring me. Haliyah has always been a warm-hearted woman, she could be a light to anyone, just by being with them for a short period of time.

"Well, I knew that. I know that you won't leave me. And thank you guys for being here." Whenever I felt sad, they're always here, to make me happy and lift me up to the blue skies.

"This calls for a hug!" Haliyah shouted cheerfully with glittering eyes. We hugged each other feeling the love binding us, it felt good, the heartwarming feeling when you belong to a circle of friends, it's priceless.

While hugging, a closed van came with tall, dark, gangster faced armored men. They wore ugly masks so we're unable to recognize their faces, and in just one blink of an eye, they crowded us.

Suddenly, our happy laughs were transformed into shock and silence as our eyes widened and our heart hammered our chests. 'Cause we were surrounded by these dangerous men. "Come with us so you won't be hurt," the tall man with a tattoo ordered us pointing the shut gun at our position.

"No, we are not coming with you," I answered rudely then stepped backward, it's my attitude to always act fast no matter what trouble may come. Risky it was, but I wouldn't let them hurt us. I began looking around for someone that could help us but there was no one. 

"Are you coming or do you want us to drag you inside the car. You choose life or death," the dark man added in a bossy tone while he focused the gun at me, threatening me.

I closed my eyes and clenched my fists into balls trying to comfort myself and suppress my arousing anger, they had no right to do this, no one had the right.

"Alright we are coming just don't hurt us," Haliyah answered then held my arms while restraining her tears. Dayne was at my right side holding my arms tight not knowing how to react.

This couldn't be happening. I needed to do something for us to escape, but how? There were three of them so there's a chance. Yes, I was afraid but fear can't do anything right now. I need to stand and fight because my two sisters were drowned to fear, I could see it through their eyes.

'Act fast Samantha, think fast.'

"We need to fight and escape," I whispered to Dayne while glancing around for some things I could use to beat them. My water bottle, I had a water bottle.

"You keep the two distracted, and we will fight then we run. Please tell Haliyah to be ready," I warned preparing myself for an attack. We might lose but at least we tried. Trying could either free us, or kill us.

"At the count of three. One, two, three. Fight them!" I fought with the two dark men. Kick, punch, smack the man head hard with my water bottle causing him to faint and fell down the on the ground. I knew a little bit of self-defense because my father taught me before they died. 

I could see Dayne was also fighting until she could, but she was turned down due to weakness. Haliyah was nervous and anxious because of fear. She was hit hard by the tattooed man so she was stunned and ended laying down the ground holding her head in pain. 

The other man was just about to point me the gun when I kicked it so fast and punch the man in the face causing him to fall down. I kicked him very hard on his stomach to ensure that he wouldn't be able to get up anymore. I was just about to help Haliyah and run away when a back up of them came along quickly. They looked so evil. They're tall and had muscular bodies. We had no escape anymore. 

"Dayne you need to run. Come on the run, we can't go together I will stay for Haliyah. Go ask for help fast." I know that we're being kidnapped and there was no chance for all of us to escape, only one. I didn't want us all to have the same fate. Walking towards Haliyah, I helped her get up but she was still dizzy.

"No, I won't leave you here. We promised to stay together. Sisters don't leave each other right," she scorned while resisting her tears breathing rapidly.

"No, you must go you need to save your life before these men will get us three. I will stay for Haliyah, she can't be alone. Please be happy and fulfill the dreams we made. For us, promise me that. Chase your dreams, do it for us, for your best friends. Promise me you will? Promise me, Dayne," I said sadly and fast regulating my tears while holding her hand tightly. It's painful, extremely painful.

"I promise," she nodded multiple times as tears of agony rolled down her cheeks. Then I let her to go, for her sake, for her freedom. 'I wish you will be happy my best friend.'

"Run! Dayne, Run!" I screamed then grabbed the man's feet that was just about to follow her.

He pointed me the gun and I couldn't do anything but surrender. We're caught, there's no escape, not anymore.

"Enough you little bitch. Come with us or I will shoot you directly. You've caused so much trouble." The grumpy man periled me, this was fate, I couldn't do anything but accept it. 

"Okay, we'll go with you just don't hurt us, " I said helping Haliyah from the ground and entered the van. My knees were trembling in fear when the bald man pressed the gun on my head while pushing me inside the van. I couldn't restrain my tears so I had no choice but to let them fall down my cheeks while I hid my face onto Haliyah's shoulders that was spacing out.

We drove to nowhere, the roads we were taking were unknown. I've never been here. The place was creepy and horrific there was an abandoned building in front of us that was scary. "We're here. Get in the room the two of you. Don't dare run or I will shoot you to death." The tall man threatened us and pushed us inside a room.

"Let's go Haliyah," I spoke pulling her inside the room, she had a weak emotion that caused her to be like this. We entered the room, and I was surprised to see that the room was full of girls like us. 

They're wearing a very beautiful dress that could tame anyone. It showed a lot of their skin, their butt, their boobs, their waist, and everything. Fear was evident on their faces and some of them were crying at the corners of the room. Everyone was trying to cover their selves while they slouch down on their knees.

An old fat lady came inside holding some dresses. "Get ready for the auction will start soon. Fix yourselves so that you can attract money," she said greedily and laughed devilishly.

She walked close to me and Haliyah causing me to step back and swallow deeply. "The two of you wear this." She threw the dresses on my face rudely. Grabbing the dress, I opened it wide and fuck, it was a prostitute dress.

"Sam why is this happening. We are just happy a minute ago." Finally, Haliyah came to senses.

"Liyah we need to be strong. Neither do I know what is happening but whatever it is we need to be brave." Having no choice, we went to the dressing room and wore the shitty dress. I faced myself in the mirror causing me to curse harshly.

"Fucking shit!" Mine was a red-colored dress that had a very, very low neckline exposing my boobs and also very tight showing my curves. The dress was also backless and very short making me hate myself, it's unsightly, too gross. 

Haliyah went out with a ridiculous face looking at herself in the mirror. Her dress was a tube-like dress exposing her waist. Only her breast was covered and a very short skirt exposing her fair-skinned long legs.

"Sam, what did we do to deserve this?" She asked sobbed walking towards me, crying on my shoulder.

I hugged her tight. "Liyah, even  I don't know, but we need to be strong alright. Promise me whatever will happen you will fight for your freedom and be strong at all times. Don't cry Liyah." I caressed her back comforting her. I couldn't be weak. "Come on let's go." We went out of the room and sat on one of the room corners.

"Uhmmm... Miss, can I ask something? What is about to happen?" I asked the lady beside me that was very sad staring at the window.

"We are kidnapped to be sold," she answered in a very lonely tone. "We are treated animals."

What? Sold?! We're fucking humans, not animals that could be sold to anyone.

"Come on, the auction will start soon. Be at your best, so they will buy each and every one of you. The one that will be left will have a worse fate in here so be at your most beautiful self right now. Line up everyone," the old lady announced opening a door leading to a dark room.

The auction continued and I could hear all the money they were using to buy us girls. The bidding was too high, higher than the price of a brand new model car. And we're next. I was afraid, terrified, pained because what did we do to deserve this, but we couldn't do anything but accept it.

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Currently, we're standing in front of the audience and I was nervous, my knees turned to a jelly with my hands vibrating so fast.Haliyah and I held unto each other trying to cover ourselves. The only lighted part was the stage where the ladies were being auctioned. We couldn't even see who's going to buy us.

"The lady on the right is miss Samantha a fresh and beautiful girl. The girl on the left side is miss Haliyah a very vulnerable girl. Bidding starts at 1 m, anyone?" The commentator announced proudly while he introduced us like we're something like a non-living people.

"2 M for the two ladies," an old man said.

"5 million for the two ladies," a man spoke with authority.

"Is there any higher bid? Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, anyone? four, three, two, ....."

"10 M for the two ladies," a man in a cold voice stated. I could feel the men's freezing stare as they ogle at our bodies.

"The ladies are sold to Mr. Cole Dagger McGreg," the announcer proudly declared while he raised his hands in happiness with the presence of greediness in his eyes.

Until the auction was finished the buyer of us will be coming any minute now. I hope, I just hope we have a little bit of luckiness left.

"Samantha? What if we will be used like a whore? Or we will be chopped into pieces?" Liyah asked me with hesitancy in her voice while she looked at me with those hopeless eyes as she hugged herself.

"No Liyah, don't think negatively let's hope that the one who bought us will not be cruel and show us some mercy," I comforted her. But what if? I don't know. For me, I would rather kill myself than to be used like a whore.

"I hope so," she answered in agony.

"The two of you miss please come now, the capo is waiting," a chauffeur ordered us then we followed him in a sexy black limousine.

The chauffeur opened the door, we had second thoughts of getting in but we need to. I was shocked, the man was young wearing a tuxedo while sitting comfortably inside the car. His other leg was crossed onto his other leg. He was staring at us that sure was intimidating. His eyes it was beautiful, his nose was perfect, his lips were luscious, his scent was so manly,and his hair, it looked so good. He was a tan-skinned man that was sure tall and muscular. Overall the man in front of us was fearful yet handsome.

"So the two of you. You do know that I bought you right? And I own you. You will follow what I want and obey me at all times. Serve me and don't make me mad, in that way you will stay alive."

Geez, why was his voice so cold yet sexy. He grabbed a duvet from the side and handed it to me.

"Uhmm... Uhh... yes we will." God, I'm stammering in fear.

"Understand?" He queried while looking at Liyah that was lowering her head unable to contain her trembling hands.

"I'm asking you little one," he asked jerking her face forwards and touched the drop of tear on Liyah's cheeks.

"Umm... uhh... y...ye...yes sir," Liyah responded stuttering avoiding his eyes.

"Now sleep." 

Upon hearing the statement, a spray of perfume covered our nostrils giving us the best feeling, the best feeling of craving sleep.

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