CHAPTER 5: SIR, PLEASE HELP ME...!

“Are you guys going to sell me?!” I asked immediately after managing to stand up with great difficulty in the living room.

Not a single one of them answered. They just exchanged meaningful, cynical smiles.

“Why are you doing this?! I… I’m willing to be your servant! But please, don’t do this!” I pleaded, gasping for breath.

Mariana burst out laughing. She stepped forward, gently stroking my cheek, but the next second she twisted and yanked my hair very roughly.

My head was forced back. I screamed in pain as I felt a strong tug on my scalp.

“Do you even have the right to speak, Rada?! Remember, you owe us a debt of gratitude! So, you have to make a lot of money so we don’t end up beheaded for being unable to pay our debts!” Mariana snarled right in my face.

“But why me?!” I stammered. My eyes turned red as I endured the pain in my head because Mariana still hadn’t released her grip. “I’ve never even once enjoyed your wealth! I— Aagghh!”

I couldn’t finish my sentence, screaming as Mariana pulled my hair even harder.

“Enough, Mariana! She mustn’t get seriously hurt. “I’ve already found three men tonight who’re willing to pay a high price,” Darion cut in firmly.

My body froze. Three men? How could they be so heartless as to turn me into that kind of woman?

Ines laughed derisively, making my chest feel even tighter and more suffocated. Yet it was their own biological child who’d been enjoying the luxurious life all this time. I was just a scrounger, so why was I the one being sacrificed?

“Don’t cry, Rada. Besides, no normal man would want a disabled woman like you. So why not just sell yourself? You might as well serve those men,” Ines taunted coldly.

My tears streamed down uncontrollably, ruining the makeup on my face. But Mariana gripped my arm so tightly it hurt.

“It hurts, Mariana!”

“Don’t cry—you’ll ruin your makeup, got it! Just sit there quietly and do whatever they tell you to do, Rada! That’s all! We’ll come get you in your room later!” she snapped harshly.

“I don’t want to! I—”

“No objections, Rada!” Darion barked. He stepped closer, then suddenly wiped a handkerchief across my nose. Instantly, a pungent odor assaulted my senses and triggered a severe dizziness.

My vision blurred. At that very moment, everything suddenly went dark. I collapsed, losing consciousness.

My head felt heavy as I slowly regained consciousness. My chest felt tight. As I slowly opened my eyes in the dim light, I heard the faint sound of a man speaking.

My memory immediately flashed back to the terrifying events before I fainted.

When my eyes opened fully, I realized I was in a strange hotel room. Fear gripped my stomach. Fortunately, I was still fully clothed. I scanned the room, and my gaze landed on a man standing with his back to me, talking on the phone.

The man was standing there wearing nothing but his underwear. His obese figure with a protruding belly only emphasized his evil intent to take my innocence.

I had to escape. I refused to serve him!

But unfortunately, just as I tried to shift and get out of bed, the man turned around. I didn’t know who he was, but from the wedding ring on his finger, he was clearly a wealthy, married man.

“Ah, you’re awake? It’s way more fun to play when you’re awake, Beautiful,” he said, winking disgustingly.

My body shook violently. I tried to steady my steps, dragging my right foot backward to move away.

“Why are you running away, hm? I paid you a lot for tonight. So you have to keep me company first before my two friends come over to try their luck too.”

My heart was racing out of control. My mind was racing, desperately searching for a way out. “Please, don’t do this to me! I’m not some cheap woman!”

“Not? But your family has already sold you, Sweetheart. So why don’t we just enjoy it? I can take it slow,” he replied as he stepped closer.

My back hit the wall. I couldn’t back up any further, and I couldn’t run fast enough to avoid him.

I shook my head vigorously, then grabbed a porcelain vase sitting on the table next to the wall.

“If you come any closer, I’ll throw this at you!” I threatened, my hands trembling.

Instead of being scared, the man burst out laughing. “Go ahead and throw it! If you dare to throw it, I’ll make sure you can’t walk tonight, and I’ll never let you go!”

I swallowed hard, overcome by an overwhelming fear. But I couldn’t give up.

I took a running start. The moment the man let his guard down and lunged at me, I smashed the porcelain vase into his head with all my might.

CRASH!

The sound of the vase shattering against his head rang out loud and clear. Fresh blood gushed from the man’s temple. His eyes suddenly turned red as he glared at me with rage.

He wiped the blood from his face, then lunged forward and brutally grabbed my shoulder.

“Aaah!” I screamed as his grip dug into my skin.

“You want to play rough, huh?!” he growled furiously.

“Please, don’t…” I pleaded, sobbing.

“You’re just a disabled woman—how dare you hit me! I’m going to settle the score with you!”

He yanked me roughly, then slammed my body onto the bed. The man smiled smugly as he watched me lying there helplessly.

“Even though you’re disabled, you’re beautiful and have smooth skin. So I’m going to spend the whole night with you!” he shouted as he stripped off the rest of his clothes, revealing his already heightened arousal.

My body trembled violently as he closed the distance. But in the next instant, I changed my expression. I had to play along if I wanted to survive.

I forced a faint smile onto my lips.

“There, that’s it! Smile,” he chuckled happily at the change in my expression.

I sat up. Suppressing the nausea and revulsion churning in my chest, I tried to stand and move toward him, as if I were willing to have sex with him. With trembling hands, I reached for his erect penis; he smiled at me as I did so.

But a moment later, I immediately clamped down on his penis with all my strength. 

Which, of course, made him scream in pain.

Without knowing where this courage and strength came from, I immediately got up from the bed. Using my healthy left leg, I kicked him hard in the groin until he fell to the floor, groaning.

With all my remaining strength, I dragged my feet as I ran toward the bedroom door.

I managed to open the door! The man’s curses echoed from inside the room. I didn’t know what to do next, but I had to keep running down this hotel hallway, no matter how slow my steps were.

Until suddenly… THUD!

I crashed into the broad chest of a man in a suit who was passing through the hallway.

I looked up in fear, clutching his suit tightly as if it were my only lifeline.

“Sir, please! Sir… please help me…!”