Chapter 3

"Honey, I said go upstairs. I need work to do!" Mom hissed at me, her calling me with sweet names was beyond irritating, and what work was she talking about? Drugs!? 

I huffed furiously and walked without looking in the direction. I bumped into people but that's the least I cared about that time. I saw stairs upwards. I took them and thought of reaching to the roof for fresh air but it was only a route to the first floor and there were beds everywhere, it seemed like a girls portion and by now, I was sure that it was public property. Maybe what I thought was right. I turned around to step downstairs but got my way blocked by a female... performer? 

This girl was wearing her red costume. Her eyes were weirdly roaming all over me. Those gazes weren't normal, they were full of lust as if she was scanning me naked. "Excuse me," I tried to step away but she came in front of me again. 

"Oh, ciao, bella. Non mi dici il tuo nome? (Oh, hello, beautiful. Won't you tell me your name?)," She stepped ahead with a predatory gaze. I gulped at her audacity. 

"No. I don't know you and I would like to go," I sternly told her. 

She scoffed, mainly because I gave her a shut-up call. She got offended I guess. "No, baby," She said in an Italian accent. I pushed her away and ran downstairs. I rushed to the room where mom could possibly be but she wasn't there. I looked for her the other way, no signs of her. I kept shouting for her but nothing. 

When I was done searching for her everywhere. I realised she left me here. My heart palpitations were increasing rapidly. No. I couldn't stay in such a place. I would die here. I tried to run outside but was stopped by a few men. I managed to look outside for the taxi but there wasn't any. One of the men pushed me and dragged me inside, grabbing my arm. "No! Leave me! I said stop!" I screamed but he didn't listen to me. 

He yanked me and I fell on the ground. My head hit the floor and I groaned in pain. Bloody bastard! When I gradually opened my eyes. The old woman's face was crouching all above me that scared me to death and I let out a deafening scream. She had disappointment all over her face but I didn't care. I only cared about escaping this place. 

"Where are you trying to leave, you little ant?" She pulled my hair and I screamed. My heart was throbbing madly. I was ready to do anything to get out of this wicked place. I kept roaming my eyes in hopes to see mom popping out of some corner to rescue me.

But she didn't come. I could not stand by the fact that she really left me in an obnoxious place like this. "I can't find my mother, where is she? Is she okay?" I questioned as I was on the verge of shedding tears but I had to act steely. Life didn't teach me to accept pain this easily. 

"Your mother, ha! She traded you for a good stack of cash. Looks like she was so done with you that the last choice you left her with was to sell you to me. Now, you're my property," The witchy woman mouthed off and grinned like a witch got her power after sacrificing humanity for satan. 

She could not leave me here. She knew such people and places made me claustrophobic, I should have never trusted her, she had nothing but a bad image all her life. But still, I was her daughter, not a jewel she could sell to anyone. Humans could never be bought. what she did with me was inhuman. I would never forgive her for this kind of pain.

She is your mother, this woman must be lying. "No, she can't do this to me!" I sobbed harder, trying to free my fisted hair from her hold. 

"Get away with your crocodile tears already. We have wasted enough time. Pack your emotions in a box and throw it away in it a dead sea. Here, these emotions will get you nothing but pain. You understand, Look at me," She gripped my jaw with unbearable strength and tossed my face to hers. 

"...I don't care what you think because I have done the same what I am telling you to do. You will work for me and the kind of work you are going to do has nothing to do with tender emotions," She hissed. Work? what kind of work she was talking about that didn't involve emotions. I never heard such a thing before. Maybe she intended to sell me to a rich ruthless family who will make me work like donkeys and beat me to death. I hated to visualise what this incident was forcing me to imagine.

Maybe, you're doing too much thinking all yourself. Ask her instead of doing guessing work.  "What kind of w-work you are talking about?" I muffled, feeling a chill down my spine. One thing for sure, whatever she wanted from me was not reasonable. I had this feeling I would never accept what she had to offer. 

"You will work as a prostitute from now on," She smirked and all I could derive from that look was supporting my fear. But what was prostitute? Was it okay I ask her that right now? Maybe it could be some kind of wickeder shade of slaveholding?

"A—Alright, but p-please, l-leave me, you a-re h-h-hurting me," I didn't expect her to be this kind enough to free me after my approval. She was astounded as if I admitted her offer so easily but to be honest, I had no idea what job she had assigned to me, and besides, how could a mom do this to me? She sold me to her? What was I for her? An object she could sell any time for the sake of a few bucks. 

"Melanie, take her upstairs and groom her. She needs to look like a proper model!" The witchy woman shouted and the same bully girl came ahead. I flinched once her hand grabbed my arm and dragged me upstairs. 

"I know you don't know much about this world but don't worry, you will learn a lot about it shortly. It's easy for fragile girls like you, you know. Welcome to the other side of the world, belle," The girl Melanie chuckled, her Italian accent angered me, reminding me I just got deceived by my own mother. Was she ridiculing me? If not so, then why did she have a cunning grin? 

"We are gonna have so much fun with this one, Kiko," These girls circled around me. 

"Hey, Anais, look at this one," One of the girls bit her lower-lip, she continued eye-raping me with her sinful orbs.

A girl joined the circle and checked me from head to toe, "This girl is definitely hot walking sex, she's gonna steal a lot of our chances," Some other girl hissed at me in a lustful manner, numbing my whole existence.

"Yeah, but before our boys get to her, why don't we taste her?" She trudged toward me, making me step back but I only collied with someone. She caressed my shoulder and brushed her fingers all over my arm. I felt goosebumps. 

"Yeah, let's take a look what do we have here," The girl laughed and my heart seemed to be stopping to death. This wasn't good, anything in here spoke opposite to my norms. God, what have I assigned myself for? 

"Who's gonna play with her first?" I jerked when a hand snaked around my waist.