CHAPTER 2

Isabella's Pov

Darkness was the only thing that Isabella could see as she slowly opened her eyes as dread pooled in her stomach as the haze from the drugs began to clear away.

Anxiety rushed through her mind as she tried to move her hands only to come up short as she realised they had tied her hands together. She bit her lips nervously as tears threatened to spill fourth.

" Oh my God there going to kill me," she thought to herself, that's when she heard footsteps coming closer along with voices so she stood perfectly still as she listened to them talking." me voy a divertir con el de pelo negro" a familier voice said. ( I'm going to have fun with the black-haired one) one voice said.

" No, el jefe los quiere intactos para la subasta de esta noche".( No the boss wants them untouched for the auction tonight". " joder, nunca conseguimos los buenos para nosotros mismos donde siempre los subastamos".( Fuck we never get the good ones for our selves where always auctioning them off).

"Así es como se maneja un negocio y además necesitamos el dinero de las ventas, así que mantén tu pene en tus pantalones para que no lo toquen. ( That's how a business is ran plus we need the money from the sales, so keep your dick in your pants there not to be touched).

" Puede que nos haya dado problemas, pero vale la pena, ¿la has visto? vamos a ganar mucho dinero vendiéndola en la subasta"(She might have given us trouble, but she's worth it have you seen her? well make a lot of money from selling her in the auction)

Auction oh my god

The man grunts in response, and soon the sound of the door opening caused Isabella to back away in fear. " ella esta despierta"( She's awake). Issabella heard someone walking over toward her and she whimpered as her blindfold was torn off. She squinted against the bright light that was shining overhead, three men stood in front of her with their arms crossed.

She sucks in a breath and pressed herself to the wall behind her, they were massive men their faces scared and cruel. " Sweetheart what's your name," the man closest to her asked as he knelt in front of her.

His accent was strong and Spanish, his face was tanned and pale. Isabella had deduced that these men where from the Spanish mafia, and she knew these men were dangerous no matter what they said. She was born in Spain and the village that she was from was under the mafia's control so she knew how bloodthirsty and ruthless they could be.

They didn't know she could speak Spanish and she was determined to keep it hidden from them, so she tried to hide her accent as best she could. " Isabella, my name is Isabella," she said slowly. " And your last name? he asked.

Her last name was Martinez and it was Spanish, if they had decided to look up her name, they would have known who her father was and would have thought the worst of her. " Smith," she said trembling as she pressed herself closer to the wall hoping they would believe her lie.

He hummed " Beautiful little Isabella will you come with me?" he asked. She looked past him towards his men who watched intently. " it's not like I have much of a choice" she said and he smiled but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

" No, I'm afraid you don't," he said. Without waiting for her to say another word he grabbed her hands and pulled her to her feet, gripping her hands in a bruising hold. She bit down on her tongue as the ropes cut into her wrists.

" Can you untie me?" she asked slowly pushing down her accent and succeeding as she sounded American. He looked at her with untrusting eyes. " I don't know, from what I've heard you and your friend gave my men quite a chase, your quite a fast little girl". As he said this she remembered that Emily was also taken. " My friend the girl that was with me where is she?" Isabella asked. " She's already been sold," he said in an emotionless tone of voice.

Isabella wanted to scream and curse at him for selling Emily but the more rational part of her brain stopped her from doing so. " If you promise not to run, I swear to you little one that you'll be punished, and we don't need damaged goods" his dark and cold eyes warned her.

she nods slowly, he pulled out a switchblade and with one clean cut sliced through the rope that feel at her feet. Her arms ached as she rubbed at her wrists which had started to bruise from how tightly they had tied her wrist together.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her behind him down a long concrete hallway." you need to get cleaned up, you look filthy" he said gruffly. They stopped outside a metal door and he pushed it open where they were dozens of women inside in various states of undress.

" Go get a shower," he said pushing her inside and closing the door with a bang. Isabella looked around as women stood under running water washing their bodies, some of them like her looked as if they had been kidnapped as well and were sobbing while others chatted amicably to one another as if the whole situation was strange.

A girl with long blond hair that was wearing a torn and bloodied blue dress took notice of Isabella standing there and walked over. " Hi my name is Mina," she said timidly. " My name is Isabella do you know what's happening?" Isabella asked to which Mina shakes her head.

" I have no idea, what's happening one minute I'm coming home from work then the next I'm being kidnapped then being brought here," she said quietly." Hey you too you need to do what you told before Fernando gets back," a tall redhead girl said stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around her body. Both Isabella and Mina both began undressing hesitantly. Soon the both of them stood in nothing but their underwear as they made their way towards the shower stalls.

Isabella winced as the cold water from the shower makes contact with her body as she showered. She had barely finished her shower before Fernando walked back inside and motioned for her to follow him, after wrapping her towel securely around her body she bids Mina farewell and follows behind him.

He leads down more twisting hallways before suddenly she was pressed roughly against the wall. He lifts her off the ground and roughly placed his hands around her throat. " I could fuck you right now whore and no one could know," he said pressing his bulge against her. She coughed and sobbed as he pressed against her harder, he was so close to her that she could feel his breath against her face.

No no no

Fresh tears streamed down her face. " Virgin" she coughed " I- I'm a virgin" she managed to say hoping that it would mean something. She knew that girls are much more expensive if they were virgins, and although she didn't want to be sold, she would do anything to prevent the situation that was about to unfold.

The lust faded from his eyes as he stepped away and dropped her unto the floor. Isabella took deep breaths as she coughed as struggled to catch her breath. "You're not lying to me are you little one?" he asked deadly serious. Isabella looked up at him grasping her throat. " No I'm not I've never been with anyone before," she said.

" This changes things get up," he said grabbing her hand and pulling her to get her feet. " Let's go," he said pulling her down the hallway." Where are we going?" she asked as he continues to lead her to who knows where. " Shut the fuck up" he growls before he pushed her into another large changing room where a well-dressed middle-aged woman stands with an indifferent look on her face her.

" Get her ready for the selective auction," he said gruffly as he walked towards the side of the room where he crossed his arms over his chest and looked on with a scowl on his face. " Come here," the woman said in a monotone voice her painted lips set into a straight line as she looked at Isabella.

Isabella made her way towards her before the woman holds up a hand telling her to stop as she walked towards her and began circling her. "nice figure" she said as she motioned for Isabella to turn.

" Very slime" she noded. " Long hair," she said as she took isabella's still-wet black hair into her hands she then looked at Isabella's face. " Beautiful dark brown eyes that match her beauty well very exotic where did you find her?" she asked Fernando as if Isabella wasn't there.

" on the streets," he said. " Where are you from?" she asked her attention focused on Isabella now. " New York " she replied her voice shaky as the woman glares at her. " That's funny you don't sound like a New Yorker?" she said as Fernando glanced at her his eyes now full of suspicion as well.

" I've just moved here recently" she lied holding her gaze before the woman turns away seemingly not caring as she started to shift through the clothes rack. She took out a red dress and snapped her fingers getting Isabella's attention before pointing towards the chair. " Sit now," she said. After taking a seat Isabella's eyes flickered toward Fernando who was busy gazing coldly at her.

" Hey" she snapped again. " Look at me," she said. Isabella tore her gaze away from his and towards the woman who held a brush and began applying makeup. " Your eyes are all puffy stop crying" She muttered. While she was busy applying her makeup Isabella bit her lips to prevent herself from crying, the way this woman was bossy when getting her ready reminded her so much of Emily and the thought that her best friend was now out there somewhere after being sold like an animal to god knows who made her worried sick.

After she was finished applying the makeup and drying her hair he stepped back and admired her handy work briefly before handing her the dress she turned towards Fernando. "Leave," she said simply. He gave her a death stare. " If you want this girl ready, you will leave I don't think your body would appreciate losing someone worth this much," she said simply.

He gave her one last death look before walking out. " Change now," she said funding back on Isabella her tone slightly gentler as he handed her the dress and undergarments. " Thank you," she said taking them nodding her thanks but she ignored her. She slipped out of the towel and shivered as she slipped on the bra and thong followed shortly by the short revealing dress. As she zipped up the back of the dress she turned towards the woman.

" Wh-Where am I going?' Isabella asked. The woman placed one hand against her hip. " Listen, little girl, if you're going to survive what's coming next you need to shut up and take what they throw at you, don't act like your better than it, your not, and don't try to escape, you can't, don't cry and don't ever beg," she said looking her up and down.

" Don't try to be smart, your brain isn't going to get you out of this, Your very beautiful that's, 's not a compliment it's the truth, your be about is all you have now, bite your tongue and be strong it's the only way," she said. Isabella felt tears in her eyes but she did not cry, she nodded as she trembled and forced her mind to go numb.

" Put these on," the woman said handing her a pair of heels ,And sit down you have cuts and bruises all over your legs. She shook as she slid on the heels as the woman covered her cuts and bruises with makeup. She soon called Fernando into the room who looked Isabella up and down before he motions for her to follow him.

Glancing back at the woman she nods to Isabella, who nods back as she walked out of the room. As she followed behind her capture she began thinking. " I'm smarter than this, I'm not as weak as they think I am, I have an advantage I will get out of this alive, I will take the beatings the rape, pain, and torture because I know I am better than who they think I am. As she thought about her uncertain future the only thing she was sure of was one thing.

" I will survive this"

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