"Come on," he said. "Anyone who can't trust this organization at this stage, despite not scamming any of us so far, should be beheaded. We believe she's a virgin, and I don't want the slave I may end up buying at an expensive price to be seen by other hungry lions like me." He declared, with the auctioneer's hand still in mid-air."Who's with me?" he asked, facing the crowd."Yes, I'm with you," another voice chimed in. "If I buy her, I only want to be the master who sees her body."Before I knew it, everyone had agreed. At least I had escaped this shame, I thought to myself. Thanks to a bastard who wanted to buy me and have me all to himself."She is a special one, prepared for the VVIP men and women among you," he declared. As I scanned the crowd more closely, I noticed that there were very few women present."She goes for the staggering price of 1 million dollars," he announced. The bidding began, and with each passing minute, I held onto the hope that a savior would appear. But th
Just then, the sound of a helicopter approaching could be heard. A voice came over a loudspeaker, "Mr. Connor, stop the vehicle now and release Miss Daisy. Or we'll be forced to take you down."Mr Connor yelled back, "You can't do anything! Shoot me, and Miss Daisy might end up dead!”As I looked back, I saw the helicopter chasing after us, and another one lowering itself to the sports car Drake was driving.His bodyguard took over the driving seat, and they switched places. Drake used his incredible strength to get into the helicopter that had lowered itself over the car.The kidnapper turned to me and sneered, "What are you checking, bitch?" He hit me on the face, making me bleed from the mouth. It was painful, but I knew that if I wasn't rescued, I would face an even more dangerous fate.Location: Helicopter (Drake's POV)"Shooting him with a sniper will result in a heavy accident, and it could claim Daisy's life," a man thought.One of the men on the helicopter spoke up, "I'll con
"I said we die together!" Mr. Connor shouted, as I turned to run and he detonated the bomb blast.Someone tackled me to the ground, forcing me to lie flat as the explosion rocked the air. I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst.When I opened them again, slowly, I expected to see a different world. But I was still on earth, surrounded by the chaos of the blast."Are you okay?" Drake's bodyguard asked, helping me up.“Yes”."Thank God the bomb he detonated wasn't that powerful," he added, looking back at the destruction.I turned with him, and my eyes widened in horror. Mr. Connor's body was mutilated beyond recognition. Some of the desert police and their cars had been caught in the blast, twisted metal and debris scattered everywhere.I turned around as I stared at Drake, who was now standing out of the helicopter. At this point, I didn't know if I should walk over to him or remain standing.Moments later, after Drake finished talking with whoever he needed to, the forces started dis
"Too much for being a righteous man," he replied, his expression unreadable."If not, I would have harshly treated Mr. Oparah, and he wouldn't have had a choice but to pass me.""Now, for threatening me, I won't tell you your punishment now," he said, his voice low and even."But the punishment will come after we defend."My heart skipped a beat as I realized my mistake. What was I thinking, threatening him?I decided to adopt the same mindset I'd often heard men express: "Something must kill a woman." So, I chose to focus on the present and not worry about the future. Let me enjoy this while it lasts, I thought."So..." I trailed off, expecting a response from Drake."I'll take you on a tour of the capital city and give you a clearer view," he replied."But that's if you're not bleeding anywhere.""I'm not," I replied."Fine, your threat worked," he said."Please, can you st
I decided not to utter a single word again. Her hatred for slaves must run deeper than the earth itself.I hoped she wouldn't treat me the wrong way, but I doubted she would. No, not when she was afraid of Drake. Even I myself didn't know how Drake viewed me, who knows? I suddenly thought, smiling at the fantastical thought in my mind. What would happen next in this dream case scenario was that she would be killed if she killed me. But I prayed that would never happen, I mean the killed parts.Not long after I settled down, my minor injury was tended to. Different tests were carried out on me, and scans were done to check for internal bleeding, but everything resulted in good news."I'm leaving," I declared."You can't leave," she declared. "Because even though it's good news, we still need to treat your cold and fever.""So, will I be good to leave tomorrow morning?" I asked, as two nurses with her were busy with a task."Yes, if you're completely whole then," she replied.With that,
"Slave Daisy... You should know that your useless self doesn't get to experience privileges like watching a movie where all humans or half humans are," Gloria sneered. She is the daughter of the president's PA.At this stage, I couldn't bear to raise my head any longer, feeling as though the ground should swallow me whole. The humiliation was suffocating."I'm astonished they sell movie tickets to slaves too," a woman remarked, her tone laced with disgust. "This is the first time I've seen a slave come to watch a movie. Wonder shall never end," a man added.The ridicule was too much to handle, and I felt my face burning with shame."Enough!" Ruby yelled at the top of her lungs, silencing the crowd with her sheer force. "I'm the one who invited her, and what law states that slaves can't watch movies?" she demanded, her voice echoing through the room. "Slaves possess every human feature, just like us, and paranormal abilities to boot!
"I work under Sir Drake as a slave, and we're also collaborating on a group work assigned by our lecturer, which Sir Drake voluntarily chose to participate in," I explained, glancing at both the manager and Ruby, who were listening intently. "He gave me this card, tasking me with managing the research that will involve expenses and purchasing any necessary food items. As an added privilege, he allowed me to use the card for personal expenses as well.""I think that justifies your connection to Sir Drake, but I'm still suspicious," he said. "You've portrayed Sir Drake as generous, even to a slave... which, as I said earlier, is hard to believe. I'm still suspecting because no one treats a slave like that, especially not Sir Drake, who should have a deep-seated hatred for slaves."I smiled, choosing not to respond. Instead, I turned to Ruby and said, "Ruby, I guess that clears up some of your thoughts, doesn't it?”"Yeah, a bit, but I'm still suspicious
Even if my mom were dying and needed money, I would never consider prostitution as an option. I would work multiple jobs, day and night, to earn the money, but I would never compromise my values.Prostitution poses a significant risk of contracting sexually transmitted diseases, some of which can be lifelong and incurable. It also devalues and ridicules individuals, labeling them as "sluts" and worse. There are so many disadvantages to prostitution, which is why education is crucial, not just for young girls but also for boys, about the dangers of unprotected sex.I vividly remembered the wasteland, where some parents allowed their children to engage in prostitution in the city, and others who were old enough made the choice to join willingly.The next day, Elena visited her ailing mother in the hospital, looking worried and concerned. She deposited the money she had earned and used some of it to buy other essential items."You know
"I also find myself harboring feelings for you," he admitted, and a wide smile spread across my face before I could stop it. "But I wasn't accepting it... obviously, you know why," he added. "Yeah... We’re from two different worlds, and I’m just a slave," I said, though joy bloomed fiercely inside me, knowing that Drake had feelings for me too. I had suspected it, he and Ruby were the only ones who treated me like a human, not a slave. And from someone of his status, it had always felt strange and suspecting... yet wonderful. "But..." "But you can't settle for me because I'm a slave. I understand. One thing is having feelings for a slave, but another is settling for one as a lover or mate, considering the public, your family, your reputation, and your pack. Even you wouldn't be able to get what you want. I understand. I've resigned myself to this cruel fate, and I wish you well in your current or future relationships," I declared, cutting him off as my emotions shifted from sadne
“Let’s take a walk,”“But the night could be dangerous,” I replied, hesitation in my voice. I didn’t trust the wasteland, and I rarely ventured out at night."Don't be afraid. No one will hurt us; I am more dangerous," he declared as we left the living room together.We started walking down the untiled street.Drake’s POVI chose to take a walk with this lady and see the Whitewater Pack environment. And true to everything I had heard about it, it matched exactly."Daisy, how would you feel if you had everything you wanted?" I asked.Daisy’s POVWhat does he mean by that question? Does he know that he is among the things I want, someone I wish to be with for the rest of my life, apart from the fact that I desire the best life for my surviving parent, my mother."I would be the happiest person in the world," I declared."And what if you couldn't have everything you wanted?" he asked."I would have to deal with the fact that you can't always get everything you desire, and some things are
"What are you even thinking about?" she asked, curiosity flickering in her eyes."What do you think I'm thinking about?" I countered."Probably about your girlfriend," she muttered under her breath, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper she hadn't meant for me to catch."What did you just say?" I pressed."Nothing," she replied quickly, avoiding my gaze."I heard you," I said. "Probably about my girlfriend."She looked startled, her eyes widening slightly."And what exactly do you want to use my girlfriend for?" I added, leaning in with a mischievous glint in my eye."Nothing. I mean, I don't care about her. I'm not using her for anything," she rushed out, her words tumbling over each other, and I smiled inwardly."Whatever," I replied casually, and at that moment, her mother walked in, now looking more like an older version of Daisy. She was very beautiful, though Daisy surpassed her in beauty level.Their features clicked perfectly, and no one would ever mistake her for someone
"Drop your gun and tell Mr. Clinton to come down now," Drake instructed, his voice cold and commanding. "At my far left, there’s a sniper waiting to eliminate him from his location, and my head guard does not miss a target." He concluded, his gaze unwavering as I watched the man, known as the richest in the area, step out of the car."Drake, the president’s son," the man exclaimed, shocked, as his guards immediately dropped their weapons upon hearing the revelation."Show respect, slave," Drake declared, his voice laced with disdain."It is an honor to meet you, Sir. To what do I owe this huge visit?" he asked, his tone suddenly respectful, although he hadn’t looked in my direction until now. "Can we go inside so that I can welcome you properly?" he suggested, gesturing toward his house."You expect me to enter this lowly house? You disgust me," Drake responded, his voice dripping with contempt. I had long since forgotten this extreme side of him. He sounded like someone who wouldn't
"Okay. I will love to protect your ego as a man," I declared, chuckling. "In fact, you should never even smell the position of an Alpha if you fall sick. And if you're already in that position and fall sick, you should defeat it," I added playfully."You are always a rascal," he said, and I laughed.Drake POVAs I stared at her laughing, I was forced to look away for reasons best known to me.An inner struggle currently existed within me.Daisy POV"We set out for the journey later today," he declared. Judging from the last time I checked the clock, it should be around 12 AM by now. Hours had already passed."Yes, Alpha," I said, making a playful jest.Time passed, and eventually, morning arrived at last. I barely got any sleep, busy preparing for my visit to my mother. I had ordered a lot of groceries and other useful items for her. They had been delivered as expected. Throughout this time, since Drake and I returned, he had remained in his room.I was already dressed and sitting in
I guessed this was it, the moment of my death, and it further confirmed what Joe had said earlier about gambling his life."Drake..." she called out."Shhh," he murmured. "Don't interfere," he added firmly."I will brace myself for death. I’ll take it with courage, sir. I truly enjoyed serving you... I'm sorry for not thinking before moving in. I was so worried with her safety that I didn't realize I might be aiding her death instead," I confessed, bowing my head as silent took over."I know," he said quietly, and I lifted my gaze to meet his. Relief filled me knowing he understood my intentions."I can read your mind clearly and your emotions," he added, making me wonder if that meant he would spare me. Not that it mattered anymore; I accepted whatever fate awaited me."There is punishment for your mistake," Sir Drake stated, still pointing the gun at me. "So that next time, when you want to protect something, you'll think before you act," he added coldly."Joe, take over," he comma
We drove past a lone Jeep heading in the opposite direction along the empty road.Suspicion prickled at the back of my mind, but I shook it off, focusing instead on reaching the target, which had stopped moving at a specific location.Alpha Alfie POV“I think that was Drake’s car that just passed us,” my PA remarked, peering back through the side mirror.“How are you so sure?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.“The plate number confirmed for me,” he replied confidently.“That was a good escape,” I thought to myself.“I can't bear for Drake to see my role in this killing her especially if he truly loves her. If he ever finds out, he will hate me beyond redemption.”Joe's POVAs soon as we arrived, I spotted our men stationed a safe distance away from the warehouse.“Where is Lucas?” I asked sharply, directing my question toward Drake’s guards, not the temporary hired ones.“He went inside to check the situation,” one of them responded.“And he couldn’t even call to inform us that he had arri
“Sir, Daisy has been kidnapped,” I said, my voice low but clear.Silence he remained.I glanced back, expecting a reaction but chose instead to keep my eyes on the road. The tension behind me was palpable."So, you found out that it's Alpha Alfie your friend is working for" Sir Drake declared finally."Yes, sir," I confirmed."He will stop at nothing to see Daisy dead," Drake muttered. "I sensed it in every word, every look he gave me. He’s convinced something dangerous is about to happen to me because of Daisy—and he’ll do anything to stop it. He worships the law of this land like a god, and that makes him even more dangerous."Jeo's POV“Sir, what are we going to do now?” I asked, glancing at him through the rearview mirror.“Alpha Alfie has managed to corner me using his own trump card,” he replied with a cold edge. “But I anticipated this move the moment an assassination attempt was made on Daisy.”He paused briefly, then added, “I placed a tracker on every piece of clothing suppl
I remained silent, watching it unfold.Flashback“Those rascals may try to sabotage everything if I win. But I have the perfect countermeasure,” I stated firmly during a private discussion with my headguard.“If I may ask, sir, what is it?” he inquired curiously.“After thinking it through carefully, I realized something important. Daisy never killed the assassin on our country’s land, water, or air. The assassination took place in international waters. That means we can’t use our national laws to judge her,” I explained.“But couldn’t they argue that since it happened in international airspace and she’s from this land, our laws should apply?” Jeo asked, a note of concern in his voice.“No. She’s not a citizen, she’s a slave. Regardless of that, international law is what should govern the matter. And under that law, she cannot be punished for acting in self-defense. Even the time zone in which it happened isn’t aligned with ours,” I concluded calmly.Flashback ends“Are you trying to