Sold to Diaz Cartel
.Chapter 2: Sold to him.“I want her.”Lucius is ready to say something smug but as he looks towards his boss he realises the way he is looking at the dancer on stage with intensity, so he opts to skip the teasing.He nods at Diaz and starts walking straight towards the office in the back where he knows he will find the manager to settle a prize.Money doesn’t matter in this case, he is sure Diaz will pay anything just to have the shiny new toy he just found.The music reaches its peak and then suddenly fades out as do the lights, only leaving a beam of white light shining on a kneeling Althea in the centre of the extended stage.The three girls who have been waiting in the back walk towards the stage and start dancing around her, turning faster and faster until one of them tears the beautiful wings off of the angel on the floor and the lights go off.And remember, Althea will be debuting tonight. If you want to have an exquisite time, please refer to our lovely Cherub who will take your bid.The announcement is overshadowed by the collective sigh that can be heard followed by a few calls for more and just as Diaz thinks the show is over a red light turns the stage on revealing the three girls gone, replaced by three men wearing black leather masquerade masks, leather shorts and chokers.Although he isn’t looking at the three dull men behind, all his attention is on the beautiful angel still kneeling in the centre of the stage who changed her ethereal white outfit for a devilish sinful one.A pair of black tight shorts hug her plump ass like a second skin, making it look even more unreal, complete with fishnet tights that just make her legs look longer and a harness that goes from her waist to each of her legs.For the upper part she is wearing a crop top short enough to leave her toned abdomen out, hold into place by another harness going from her chest to her neck turning into a choker.Her fluffy blonde hair is messy which gives her a sexier look but the true downfall are those sinful lips that could tempt anyone.This time the dance routine has mostly floor moves showing Althea’s insane flexibility and rhythm. By this time half the audience has a hard on or has already gone to the back rooms to take care of it and Diaz is no exception.Every move Althea makes on the floor makes his pants feel tighter and more uncomfortable but it isn’t until, while performing a very unholy split, she sticks her tongue to wet those lips that Diaz loses it.He stands up to look for Lucius or Ronan when the routine finally ends, the lights get back to normal and the dancers go backstage.“Here,” Ronan says appearing out of nowhere with a new bottle of whiskey.“Where’s Lucius?”“Did you ring?” He appears joking with a boxy smile. “Sorry, Diaz. It took me a while to convince mr. Bad breath over there,” He points to an old man wearing a cheap looking suit and yellow sunglasses. “He didn’t want to let go of their precious Althea.”“Did you get her?”“Of course I did! Who do you take me for?” Lucius sprays some perfume and takes a mint to try and get rid of the disgusting smell. “I don’t want to go near him ever again. I’m sure he hasn’t brushed his teeth since—““Good,” he says interrupting the whining of the older. “Now go and tell him I need his best room.”“Didn’t you hear what I just said about him smelling like—““Now.”Diaz’s tone is serious which sends a shiver through both men.“Ronan,” He orders. “Go fetch the kid and make sure everything is ready in the room.”“Yes, Boss.”The two men dash to get what their Boss just asked in the fastest time possible.I can’t wait to have have you, Althea.******The lights go off as a cue for them to go backstage. Althea stands up and rushes backstage just in time before the lights turn back on. She takes a deep breath and wipes some sweat off of her forehead while walking slowly to the changing rooms because her calves are killing her.That last bit of the floor routine always makes her legs cramp no matter how many times she practices it and even if she’s used to it already it still hurts.As soon as she gets in the room she throws herself on a chair and closes her eyes.She doesn’t want to do this, none of this, not anymore. She loves dancing but not like this. She hates the ever lingering smell of alcohol, smoke and sweat that sticks to her hair night after night.She hates the looks all this men have, ready to eat her whole. She hates everything about her life but she knows there is nothing else for her after this.After she was kidnaped and forced into the life of a stripper, her old life and dreams died with the sun of that day.“Go change into your debut outfit,” orders one of the guards watching the door in a heavy Russian accent.That is when her heart sinks to her feet.Althea had successfully forgotten what was meant to happen tonight and her blood runs ice cold.'Seraph’ was different from other strip clubs running on the backs of trafficked dancers, or that is what everyone said in the dorms.The club likes to build a strong fan base for new dancers before auctioning them to the highest bidder in their debut day. Time varies between dancers but one of the bouncers told him it takes longer for virgins since they are most likely to sell for a higher price the longer the fans have to wait.“Hey! Althea!” The goon snaps his fingers in front of her face. “Go change now, you dumb fuck. The auction will start soon.”It gave her nightmares.Every night, she would dream of the night after her debut when she was no longer a virgin and an available option for the goons to pick her.She hated the shivers that would run through her whole body every time she woke up to the screams of another victim of the violent fucks her co-workers had to endure when they were picked.And later, she would spill tears after seeing the broken souls they left behind as if they were an object to be merely disposed of after using it.To them the people living in those concrete dorms, Althea, were nothing but a body to sell and fuck.No. Fuck this life. I never asked for any of this.“Clean yourself as much as possible, understood? I want you spotless when I come back.”Althea is at a loss of words so she just nods. She makes sure to keep the shower short but efficient as she washes herself twice, scrubbing her whole body and focusing on the parts any of the men touched.The greasy feeling of their rough touch still prickles at Althea’s skin as she is rushed out of the shower and into a new outfit that is much more high end than her debut outfit is supposed to be.She is pushed to a chair where three more dancers take care of her hair, make up and nails as best as they can in the smallest time frame.She tries to ask the manager a couple times what is going on but she is hushed every time.By the end of the fifteen minutes Althea is covered in silver glitter from head to toe, her hair is combed to the side in a messy fluff of blonde and every inch of her nails is clean.One of the dancers is about to spray perfume on her but the manager stops her with a slap to the hand.“Don’t, he has a very sensitive smell. Your cheap shit will cause him an allergy.”In the haze of the rush, Althea lost the opportunity to ask for an explanation. She never heard of a debut day being this important.“Manager,” calls Althea in a shy voice. “I thought the auction wasn’t going to start but until eleven.”“Oh, my innocent Althea,” he says in such a pitying voice it sends shivers through Althea’s spine. “ I am sorry but tonight the auction won’t be taking place since someone already bought you. You really were my favourite.”The surprised expression of the blonde must have been too much for the man because he keeps talking. “I’m afraid the man who paid for you tonight will be taking you home. This is our farewell my sweet and innocent Althea.”“What?”The man that paid for you tonight will be taking you home.Everyone likes to think Althea is so pure and naive but she is not stupid. She knows exactly what those sound proof doors hide behind their velvety exterior.It makes her want to cry.She never wanted anything more than to dance..TBCSold to Diaz Cartel. Chapter 3: give it your all or die trying to escape . The inside of the room is quite boring, an unexpected view for Althea. It is her first time seeing anything past the velvet doors, she is not quite sure why she hoped for something a bit less mundane.Warm yellow light shines on the walls covered by a fading red wallpaper, there is only a double sized bed in the middle of the room and a small bed side table with a single bottle of whiskey and a glass. No mirrors, no art, nothing.It is just a regular room.The man sitting on the bed looks intently at Althea sending a shiver down her every nerve and turning her muscles into stone. He is quite handsome with his sharp jawline and his toned body that shows even under a suit, nobody would dare to say he isn’t attractive; his eyes are the one place Althea can’t stop looking at. Those big round eyes, full of excitement like a little kid's eyes would be but also they are cold and calculating. The duality throws
Sold to DIAZ CARTEL.Chapter 4: as Althea is driven to hell. It comes at such an unexpected time, Althea has barely any time to process what is happening. She is so concentrated in making her lungs explode with air that she misses the lips crashing against hers almost completely. It isn’t until a tongue forces its way, exploring every inch of her mouth, she is pulled out of her panic and into the real world.The kiss lasts merely a couple of minutes but to Althea, it feels like hours, time when the air is being sucked out of her. She can’t breathe yet, somehow she doesn’t desperately need to like a moment ago.Once the brown haired breaks the kiss to breathe Althea has stopped thinking about whatever was causing her to hyperventilate earlier and more about the slight sting left on her swollen lips.Diaz’s face is only a couple centimetres away, Althea can feel his hot breath bouncing against her lips. Both sit on the floor in silence for a while, the only noise around the room bei
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 5: days of unbearable pain.The moment the car stops in front of a beautiful mansion, a group of men wearing fancy black suits and guns in their belts open the door for Althea. Lucius waves her good bye with a fake smile plastered on his face as the men lead her inside. They are ruthless, pushing her to walk faster not knowing—or caring—about her pained steps until she is shoved inside a spacious room with dark coloured walls, high ceilings and a broad canopy bed sitting against the wall.She is locked inside that room for three days. Three days full of fear and expectation of what would happen next. Three days she should have used to prepare for what was about to happen.Only if she had known.Once Diaz arrives back at the mansion he takes Althea like he did before. The blonde tries to resist, to run out of the room just to be met by two giant men. She learns that night how cruel Diaz can really be. Not being able to move alone for nine days.She tri
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 6: SICK FANTASIES. “Oh, you’re back,” says Ronan without looking up from the papers in his desk. “I heard you were staying longer though.”“Clyde had to come back so I came with him,” explains Jana nonchalantly. A long washed out denim coat hangs from her shoulders, falling casually over a pair of fitted black pants and a plain white shirt. Her hair falls naturally over her forehead while her eyes are covered by a pair of round glasses.“You two are nauseously cute,” confesses the younger with a fake gag. “Have you talked to Lucius yet? I know he will be happy to see you are back earlier.”“No, not yet.” She sighs before a yawn catches her by surprise. The jet lag deciding to hit her tired body. “I’ve heard a few things about your little trip to the strip club.”“You are getting old, do you know that?. You should go rest,” says Ronan ignoring the second part. He knew Jana would flip out when she heard about the club, causing the situation she was in a
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 7: a toy to be broken again.“SHE IS NOT YOURS. SHE IS A PERSON, DIAZ!!. YOU DON’T OWN HER LIKE YOU DO AN OBJECT. SHE IS NOT A FUCKING OBJECT FOR YOUR SICK FANTASIES. YOU DO NOT OWN HER!!.”“YES I DO.” Diaz yelled back at his brother’s wife angrily. “I OWN EVERY INCH OF HER. I PAID FOR HER.”Both of them are screaming angrily at each other. The shouts echo through the room even reaching Althea’s hiding place which forces her to place her hands over her ears. Her time here has taught her one basic rule: don’t ever anger Diaz. As long as she followed that rule her torture was almost bearable, the problem was when others played with the patience of the older, something she obviously could not control but would always suffer because of. Thus she tried her best, following every order to keep him happy and hiding as best she could when she wasn't.The pair keeps shouting at each other until they attract public. Clyde show up in front of the door first, run
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 8: No one in the mafia is kind.“She needs to rest. The torn skin on her bottom could get irreparable damage if it keeps getting abused,” explains the doctor. “I stitched the outside fissure but she most likely has internal fissures as well."The doctor is standing outside of the room talking to Jana in a low voice. Lucius is left inside with a sleeping Althea, seeing as the blonde refused to let go of his hand.“This is Diaz we are talking about, Doc. It won’t be easy.”“I know,” he says. “I have never seen someone so beautiful be shattered like this.”“I have,” answers Jana without thinking. “Anyways, thanks. I will take care of her.”The other man just nods a good bye.***** The moment she arrives at the office, her eyes fall over her husband, trained to find him in a crowd. The man gives her an adorable smile that show his dimples which give her enough courage to do what she has to do next. Jana walks into the office, squared shoulders and head h
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 9: blessed-cursed nightmares .A couple days pass with Althea only drinking the tiniest sips Jana and Lucius haver ever seen. The blonde just outright refuses to eat anything, always hiding in her false excuses of not liking that particular food. Jana gets more and more worried, not wanting to press Althea too much while also not backing down too easily. But her patience is low after days of excuses and hiding in Lucius’s chest. It presents the best opportunity when the raven gets orders to leave for Bangkok to deal with some small gangs under the control of the Cartel family. A perfect opportunity to get closer to Althea without her having an excuse to run.“I need to touch you, Althea. Is that ok?”The blonde just looks at her, lost. Head slightly tilted as if she was talking in a different language. Jana gives a small sigh. “I need to put some ointment on your lip, wrists and...” She doesn’t finish just lowers her gaze.Althea understands though, o
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 10: cigarettes and regrets .Althea keeps her head on her knees replaying the nightmare over and over again.Both their bodies lie close together over the bed with Althea behind Diaz, the position awkwardly highlighting their size difference. His arm encircles the older, cuddling her.Althea is still confused by her monster’s actions considering today he decided he just wanted to sleep. The whole day he had been somewhat….off, letting Althea dress after the shower for the first time in days, even going as far as to ask her to let him dye her hair for her. It all was very strange to Althea. The fact that Diaz would ask for something instead of just taking it seemed rather artificial, almost hallucinatory. Such was her turmoil, the blonde was shoved into primal mode expecting everything to fall apart on glass pieces of a lying dream.Diaz had softly grabbed her by the hand to lead her to a chair inside the bathroom where she sat still as her hair was dri