doomed

Gina turned the doorknob and stepped into the room quietly. As she entered, she couldn't help but admire its beauty. The room surpassed her expectations, despite its dim lighting from a few blue lights. It was large and exquisitely decorated. However, her admiration was abruptly interrupted when the door shut behind her, and all the lights switched on. Startled, she turned around, but there was no one in sight.

"Hello! Is anyone here?" Gina asked nervously, cautiously venturing further into the room. She realized she should have sought permission before entering someone's room. As she was about to ask again, she heard footsteps approaching from behind. She turned around and was taken aback by the sight in front of her. A handsome man in his late twenties stood there, with a strong build and dressed in black attire. Gina couldn't help but wonder who he was. He appeared too attractive to be the ruthless Alpha the girls at the prison had described. With her lips partly open in shock, she stared at him until his calm voice brought her back to reality.

"How dare you intrude on my privacy?" the man asked with a stern gaze.

"I'm so sorry, sir. I'm Gina, and the Alpha sent for me," Gina said, bowing slightly.

"Who exactly is this Alpha who sent for you?" the man asked, his expression stern.

"I don't know him personally. I've only heard that he's the Alpha," Gina answered, her voice filled with uncertainty. The man in front of her smiled mischievously.

"Really? What else have you heard about the Alpha? Were you informed of his ruthlessness towards debtors? Or that he demands total submission as a dictator?" the man inquired, taking a seat on a nearby couch and waiting for her response.

"I wasn't told about all that," Gina replied timidly, being cautious of her words. She felt betrayed by Lisa but had learned not to trust anyone she had just met.

"Please, have a seat. You're in the right place. I am the almighty Alpha of this clan," the man revealed, causing Gina to gasp in fear. He didn't fit her expectations of a menacing killer. How could he be the Alpha? He appeared too handsome, and his calm demeanor contradicted the terrifying image painted by the girls at the prison. Gina had anticipated encountering an ugly, beastly man with a monstrous voice. Yet, there she stood, facing a handsome, composed man with a calm voice.

"I'm sorry...I..." Gina began, but the man interrupted her with an authoritative tone.

"Have a seat now," he commanded, and Gina reluctantly walked to a chair opposite him and sat down.

"I'll give you two options to survive. You must choose one. We shall engage in a game of chess. If you defeat me, I'll let you go. But if you fail, you'll regret ever pleading for freedom," he muttered, taking out a chessboard and arranging it on the table.

Gina gulped nervously and reached for the chess pieces, starting the game. The man made the first move, and they continued to play. Gina could feel her heart racing, realizing that her life depended on the outcome of the game. They played for a long time, and in the end, Gina emerged as the winner. The Alpha stared at her for a prolonged moment, a mischievous smirk forming at the corner of his lips.

"Impressive! How did you manage to win?" he asked, feigning a smile.

"I am a gambler and a gamer," Gina replied, her gaze fixed on her fingers. But the Alpha ignored her and walked toward the bed.

"Thank you so much, sir. I'll be on my way now," Gina said with a bow, heading toward the exit door. She believed the Alpha wasn't as bad as he had been portrayed. Leaving seemed easier than she had anticipated. It seemed that the girls' stories were exaggerated. She couldn't wait to return home and confront her mother about borrowing such a large sum of money and how she had spent it.

However, when Gina reached the exit door and twisted the doorknob, she discovered it was locked. She tried multiple times, but the door wouldn't budge. Finally, she decided to return to the Alpha and request that he open the door. When she entered the room again, she found him sitting on the bed, as if he had been waiting for her to return.

"Sir, the door..." Gina muttered timidly.

"What about the door?" he asked, shifting his cold gaze to her face.

"It's locked," Gina replied, confusion evident in her voice.

"Yes," he responded, pretending not to know why.

"May I please have the keys? I'd like to go home now," Gina asked, her gaze fixed on the floor.

"Why do you need the key, and where do you think you're going?" the Alpha inquired.

"I want to go back home. We had a deal. You said I could leave if I defeated you, and I did," Gina explained, her voice filled with concern.

"Leave with my money?" he asked coldly.

"What money?" Gina asked, perplexed.

"In case you're unaware, your mother borrowed $100,000 from me and used you as collateral. You can leave as soon as you pay back the money," the Alpha revealed, walking toward her. Gina gasped in disbelief. Why would her mother borrow such a large sum of money, and what had she spent it on?

"I don't have that amount of money," Gina murmured quietly.

"What makes you think I'll let you go so easily, merely because you played a game and defeated me? You were sold to me right after your mother used you as collateral. You belong to me. You're my property. Only I have the right to decide if you live or die. Until you repay your debt, you have no personal life. I have complete control over your privacy and your body. You'll serve as a sex worker until your mother repays every dime she borrowed from me," the Alpha declared, gripping Gina's neck tightly, causing her to struggle for breath. Finally, he released his grip when he saw she was losing consciousness.

"Please have mercy. I had no knowledge of this," Gina pleaded, desperately trying to catch her breath.

"Mercy is a great sin and a forbidden word in Atlanta. From now on, you shall serve as my slave, and your life will be at my mercy. You no longer have a life of your own. I demand complete submission from you," the Alpha announced, to which Gina nodded.

"What am I to you?" the Alpha asked, grasping her chin.

"My Alpha," Gina whimpered, her voice filled with fear. The Alpha smirked, satisfied by the fear he saw in her eyes.

"Are my orders clear?" the Alpha asked in a low whisper.

"Yes, sir," Gina replied, her gaze still fixed on the floor. However, she accidentally looked up at his face, locking eyes with his dark gray ones. This angered the Alpha, causing him to dig his hurtful fingers into her chin, inflicting more pain.

"When addressing me, refer to me as 'your lordship.' Never stare directly at my face when I'm speaking, and never argue with my decisions if you value your life. Now, get lost!" he ordered, releasing her chin and walking toward the window.

"Yes, yes, your lordship," Gina whimpered, still on the floor, as she placed her injured hand on her bruised chin.

"Axel," the Alpha called out, and a young man immediately entered the room.

"Take her to her room," the Alpha commanded, and Axel roughly grabbed Gina, escorting her away.

Axel led Gina to a small room that resembled a dungeon. The entire place was gloomy, without a single window. It was dusty and dirty, hardly deserving the name "room." How would she survive in such conditions, and how long did the Alpha intend to keep her as a hostage?

"What is this place? It stinks!" Gina exclaimed to Axel, covering her nostrils with her palm.

"I advise you never to attempt escaping from here. Atlanta is a different world, far from Earth. It's impossible for anyone to leave Atlanta without the Alpha's help. Only his lordship has the power to send you back to Earth. So, don't waste your time trying to escape. You'll only get yourself into more trouble," Axel warned before leaving Gina's cell and slamming the door in her face.