Chapter 2

"Aren't you going to invite us to join you for your lonely dinner, dear?"

"Who are you? How much does my father owe? We can negotiate, I can pay a little now. Please, come in." I stepped away from the door to give way to the big guy and he entered, but the other man remained there, unmoving.

"So let's get down to business, how much do you have on hand?" Well, the jewelry that my father stole was valued at 15 thousand dollars, it was a piece of jewelry that he got at an auction when I was still a child, since then it was mine. God willing he has paid off at least a part of this debt, he can't have placed bets or I don't know what to do.

"I have about 10,000 in cash and jewelry, can we do business?"

"We know that Parkinson's asshole is a man without limits, am I lying? I'm sorry to tell you that you are the payoff.” Is that so? Now I'm the one who's confused.

"You have to be bluffing, don't you? All right, he's an addict, but I'm sure he would never do this to me, you must be mistaken."

"How naive you are, bitch. Your father is a man who is totally dependent on gambling and drugs. And... since he can't pay and is afraid of dying, he gave us you as payment."

I really wish this was all just a bad dream, but the man's hands were hurting me, I didn't see the moment when two more came in and grabbed my arms roughly, my eyes were witnessing every horrible scene of this miserable moment, they were leading me out of the house when I saw my father standing behind the man who was leaning against the car. He was smiling and pretending not to see me at any time, I was desperately screaming for help, but I was being useless, I was really being the repayment of his debt.

I was thrown brutally into the trunk and hurt my foot, the night was very cold, the car stank of gasoline and marijuana. I put my hands together and was asked to die quickly and not to go through the act of sexual violence one more time.

Maurício

Today the auctioneer will be only naughty virgins wanting to get along, most are here on contract but fuck them, it's their problem. Right now, my newest merchandise is on its way.

"So where is she?" Roberto asks, holding onto a woman's waist.

"Who is she? If you mean Parkinson's daughter, she hasn't arrived yet. What time will Mirabelli arrive? I can't start the auction without him present."

"He is already on his way. Tonight will be productive, can I bid tonight?" No one from the mafia can participate in the auctions and that is a rule, but Roberto is not part of the mafia as such, he just helps me in the small details and is my partner.

"I hope, well...look who already gave us today's pleasure!" Mirabeli came today bringing her oldest son with her. We are the same age and I see the same interests too.

Roberto went away from everyone to his wife's side yesterday, and I went to pay attention to our guests while he was enjoying himself. Jack, Marabeli's son, was as good a conversationalist as he was a pocket player, I feel that tonight will be a night of many profits. The auction was about to start and there was no sign of the girl, I hope they doped her so as to avoid a scandal.

Active Connection

"We already have the girl, what do we have to do now besides leave her with the others?"

"You've already done what I told you to do, that's fine. Leave her in a separate room and don't touch her."

"Come on, Mauricio! The girl is cute and fucking hot."

"Do that and kiss your shitty lives goodbye, otherwise don't touch her. Is she out?"

"She didn't have to. I thought she was going to make a fuss but she herself knows what a father she has. I'll leave her away from the others and head to the salon, hopefully today will be my lucky day too."

Inactive Connection

Laerte is obsessed with women, especially if the victim proves to be helpless and fearful.

With all my guests present, the auction began with high bids. Laerte walked around the room with a bastard smile on his face, all the girls were standing, wearing only a bikini so that they could see every detail of their curves, showing every detail of their bodies. Two of them were drugged to keep them quiet, the other 11 were all behaved.

"She's a beauty, boss, don't you want to make a good deal with me? I saw that she has many defects on her body and this way it will be impossible to get any book on her." Laerte put her where I told him to, but she was already here.

"Not now, Laerte. The thing is not for sale." I haven't seen it yet, but if you are interested in it, it means that it has something good. “You're not interested in any of the ones here."

"I even liked the redhead, but she looks like a loss, so I'm quiet, I'm sure you'll change your mind, so I'll wait for this moment to come."

"If you want it that way, so be it. You did a good job today, it was faster than I imagined."

"She was making dinner when we arrived, and as I said; she was no trouble as she knows her father well."

The last to be sold was Vivian, a Portuguese girl who was also payment for her addicted father, but we had a lot of problems with her because she was still a minor when she got here. I always waited until she was old enough to do business with, yesterday she turned 19 and was more than ready to move on with her life.

Louise

Alone, hungry and cold, I was thrown into a small room that is all marble, making it even colder.

I always knew that my father was on drugs and such...I didn't say anything when my things went missing because I knew he always used them as payment for something. Now he came in like I was an object, to pay off his damn debt.

"My God, what have I done to deserve such suffering?" I had my thoughts interrupted when the iron door opened, revealing a woman outside the door, she was wearing a red dress full of pearls, a wine-colored lipstick, a balance that must be about 13cm high and with her hair tied in a ponytail. She was pretty, but her voice left a lot to be desired.

"Oh, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with the others?"

"I-I-I..." I froze and couldn't speak at all.

"She's not going with the others, take her to the same magazine room where you'll meet the others." The gruff and serious voice comes from a man who doesn't have a very nice face, he was wearing a black tuxedo, but from what I saw it was too tight since he is over six feet tall.

"And how will I teach her everything in time?"

“Do as I ask, Ju, then meet me in my office."

‘Before we left he gave me a fearful look. My whole body gave me goosebumps."

I was still in my Barbie pajamas, and as we walked down the corridors I felt more afraid. Feeling fear, loneliness, and the urge to cry, the urge to collapse right here in front of this strange woman.

"We have arrived, please remove your clothes and follow me again." She simply turned her back to me.

“Naked?" I asked in surprise. My body was freezing, God forgive me I was joking when I said I wanted to die!

“Exactly, you're a smart girl, I'm sure you'll do fine. If you want to wear this robe, feel free to do so."

I took the robe that was hanging on the door and put it on as fast as possible, I've never let anyone see my body and now I'll be exposed to I don't know how many people. The small room held more than 20 women, all of whom must be the same age range as me, they were all already naked.

"Come on honey, take off your clothes and join them." As the robe fell to the floor, I felt glances in my direction. In fact, they were all looking at me as if I was something very strange.

Maurício

My expectation was that she would be more undesirable because of the things Roberto said, but I see that he exaggerated a bit. The auction went fast, there were some unforeseen things, I had to go check the goods that arrived.

Juliana has already taken them to the magazine room, I shouldn't, but I'm on my way there.

"So, may I know where you are going?"

"Checking to leave, shouldn't you have already done the same?" Roberto, when she has a problem with something, she fills my fucking bag just right.

"I should, but I'd like to go check them out with you."

"No way Roberto, stop being a jerk and go away. If you want to wait for me so we can have a drink afterwards, that's fine, but if you're going to fill my bag, go home." The invitation was not accepted and he left.

When I arrived I entered the room and my gaze was directed at the scarred body, which has a pair of sad fucking eyes. I tried not to focus too much on the marks, but it is almost inevitable not to notice. Her face is unmarked, her look expresses the pain she has already carried. Juliana made the magazine and went out to get new robes for all of them.

"Maurício, I need to talk to you." Next to go a little far away.

"Was there a problem?"

"What do you mean, a problem? Didn't you see that girl? She won't make any profit, imagine the uproar she'll cause when she's exposed! The girl came here dressed in Barbie pajamas, Mauricio, do you realize how much damage that is?"

"She will not participate in anything here, simply because she will wear her Barbie costume and go with me."

"What? Have you gone crazy all at once?" She was in disbelief and I was out of patience.

"You're the one who's playing games here, and if you insist on challenging me, you'll be the one who'll regret it. Now send her back with her clothes on because I'm in a hurry. As for the others, it will be the same process as always.

The girl's gaze remained low and unmoving, she has the same eyes as Parkinson's scoundrel."

Ana had already taken her to put on her clothes, but it was taking too long to come back so I went to the living room. I opened the door and she was on her knees, naked and crying. When she saw me she stood up very quickly and put her hands on her breasts. The look of desperation was directed at me as a cry for help.

"Please don't touch me. If you're going to kill me, do it now."

"Who is talking about death here? Get dressed, we have to leave soon, I'm in a hurry. Are you cold?” She got dressed very quickly and looked good in her pajamas.

We left and she said absolutely nothing. We arrived at my house and I took her to her maid's room, as I said she will be my maid and who knows, maybe later she will be able to help me in accounting.

Parkinson

On the table was her dinner, the burnt cabbage and the weight on my conscience, I didn't have the courage to look into her eyes, but this won't be eternal, I swear I'll find a way to take her off his hands. Mauricio is no good.