Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord

(Angela's POV)

"Stop the damn car!" I yelled as my elder sister, Isabella Moraga drive the car down a bumpy stone path.

"Oh yeah! Do you think that I will allow Richard to date you over me? You are leaving this city and never coming back, after I sell you off," she yelled, her voice thick with fury.

"Isabella, you are misunderstanding everything. Richard and I are not dating. He was only asking me about you, please. Don't do this," I cried, tied up in the back seat of her car.

How did I end up here?

I was invited to Isabella's boyfriend, Richard Henshaw's, birthday party at the club. However, Richard kept looking at me instead of my elder sister.

Isabella was 21, a party lover, and we were alike in looks and stature, but she was my elder sister.

I saw the angry looks on Isabella's face, and I wasn't happy about it. She loved Richard Henshaw, who was from a powerful mafia family. But she failed to understand that I cannot betray her.

Isabella and I were from the same parents, but she was my elder sister. I never thought that she would read meaning into Richard's looks.

Even when Richard skipped Isabella and came to meet me for a toast, I knew that she was going to react.

I declined Richard's offer for a drink with me. He was 24 years old and was feared by many.

I wouldn't have attended his birthday party if not for my sister's insistence.

She brought me to the club and took me to Richard's party.

I was a decent girl, and my parents hardly allowed me out of our house except to go to the university. My elder sister and I were close, but I wouldn't have thought that she would want to sell me off or get so annoyed to think that I wanted to snatch Richard Henshaw. How could I do that?

After Isabella offered to take me home, she gave me a drink, and that was the last thing I remembered.

I am an 18-year-old girl, and I had big dreams to become a surgeon. My dreams and focus were on reading my books; now my elder sister had interfered.

After I drank the drink Isabella gave me, even when my intuition told me not to, I trusted my sister. I love her. We discussed and chatted as she updated me on her college life.

Isabella was already in second year, and I was a freshman.

When I drank that drink, the alcoholic taste hit my nostrils, but to make my elder sister happy, I finished it up.

Later, I passed out, and when I awoke, I saw myself in a car. Inside Isabella's car. I was tied by my wrists and ankles, and only God knows where she was taking me.

I saw we had driven past the city where our parents lives. Mom and Dad were going to be worried about me.

"Please Isabella, don't do this. Please…" I cried in the back seat of her car, and she didn't reply to me.

Soon, her car tires screeched to a halt, and my heart palpitations calmed.

"Isabella," I tried calling my sister's name as she sat in the driver's seat, dressed impeccably in a lovely red dress. Isabella ignored me and brought out her phone, trying to dial a contact.

"Hello, Morgan. I have a special present for you," she spoke, her tone soft, and my heart beat increased.

Who is Morgan? Who is my elder sister calling?

"I will be there. I hope the present is as lovely as you say?" The person behind the call asked my sister.

Isabella looked back at me laying on the chair in the rear, and she grinned.

"You will see for yourself. Hurry up. I heard the dark realm auction is tonight, and I don't want to miss out on selling her off before my parents find out," Isabella said, clicking her fingers on her steering wheel, and I yelled, "I am not for sale! Isabella, don't do this! Please, let me go! I am your sister, why?"

The call went silent, and the man behind the call replied, "I will be there. Hold up."

The call ended, and Isabella still didn't look back at me.

"Why are you doing this? You were the one who took me to Richard's birthday party? Why do you want to sell me off? What crime did I commit?" I yelled at my sister, and she scoffed.

"You have always earned Mom and Dad's love more than me. The same with Top Hills University. I wanted to study there, but Mom and Dad declined. But when you mentioned it, they readily agreed to everything. You steal everything from me despite I am the older sister. The men admire you. So, why should I not sell you off? You are going to become a sex slave to a mafia boss. That's what pretty bìtches like you are born to become. A whòre!"

I looked at my elder sister's face, too stunned to reply.

"Isabella, what are you talking about? You didn't pass the admission test into Top Hills University, and that's why you weren't accepted. This has nothing to do with Mom and Dad. Please, let me go. I don't want to become a prostitute. Please…" I cried, but Isabella didn't bother to look at me.

She brought out her red lipstick and painted her lips bloody red.

"You do not have to make up to look good. You have everything. Big bréasts, sèxy shape, and pretty oval face. I cannot allow you to continue to outshine me. So just relax. We have an auction tonight at 8 pm. Let's see who is going to buy you. Just pray it's not going to be an old man that will purchase you. Hahaha!" Isabella laughed, and I knew that begging her is a waste.

The sound of footsteps approaching the car caught my attention, and I looked out of the car window and saw the three men who came forward to Isabella's car to fish me out.

"Here's she, Morgan. Although she is my younger sister, but she is causing so much inconvenience for me," Isabella said, once she got out of the car.

The man named Morgan ordered the men.

"Inject her to calm her down."

"No, don't do this!"

"Someone help!" I screamed, but it all fell on deaf ears.

As I struggled inside the back seat of Isabella's car, just as the man reached for the door and unlocked it.

I was injected with a substance that made me pass out.

When I awoke, I heard the loud sound of people cheering and then the white light that flashed on me.

I was standing in front of a crowd.

My hands were tied, my lips celotaped. My legs tied, and I was set up like goods ready to be sold.

"This young woman is up for grabs tonight. A virgin with high IQ. Her price starts from 1 million dollars!" The auctioneer announced, and I was stunned.

I tried to struggle to break free. I couldn't see the crowd as darkness covered them all. But the stage was lit with bright lights.

How can Isabella do this to me?

"5 million dollars!" A man bid.

"10 million dollars!" Three other men bid.

"20 million dollars!" An older man's voice bid, and the hall fell in a tense silence.

"20 million dollars going?" The auctioneer asked.

"50 million dollars!" A man's deep voice bid, raising his paddle, and the hall fell in dead silence.

How can anyone bid 50 million dollars for me? I was shivering on the stage.

"50 million going? 50 million anyone else?" The auctioneer asked, but no one was ready to raise the bar higher.

"Sold!" The auctioneer announced, and I fainted at the realization that I was sold off to someone against my will.

I swore to get my revenge on Isabella after I got out of this place.