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Chapter Three

Author: Naomi Writes
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MIA

Is this how it feels like to be traumatized?

I had cried so much to the extent my eyes could no longer produce tears, someone had died in front of me and there was nothing I could do about it.

Her lifeless gaze settled on me like a silent plea for help I could no longer offer, I could hear someone vomiting at the other side of the room.

"Stay in line ladies the bidding is about to start" The other man ordered and I swallowed putting myself together, I can't stay here I need to find a way to run before it gets to my turn.

I don't think I can stand this place for another minute so I approached one of the men, "I need to use the restroom" I lied and he glared at me like he wasn't buying my shit.

"Get back in line" He snapped but I ignored him.

"I really need to go now, I'm sure you don't want me going out there smelling like urine" I probed and he sighed.

"Take her to the bathroom," He said to the other guy and he led the way through another hallway and I followed silently looking for an escape route.

He opened a door and tilted his head for me to go in and I obliged, I tried shutting the door but he instantly caught it.

"Do your thing and get out" He snapped harshly.

"But I need some privacy" I countered with my eyes straying to the window.

"This isn't the time for your nonsense if you don't finish in three minutes I will drag you out" He threatened and shut the door.

Good.

I flushed the toilet as a distraction and took off the heels I was wearing, "There isn't enough toilet paper in here" I yelled but he ignored me.

I climbed the toilet seat and peeked through the closed window. It was dark outside but there were a lot of cars parked in front of the house or whatever this place is.

"You have one minute left" He replied and I panicked, my left slipped from the toilet seat and a yelp escaped my lips as I crashed on the floor like a sack of flour.

The door creaked open and I groaned as the angry man towered in front of me, "What are you doing? Are you trying to escape?" He demanded and I didn't think before I hit the hilt of my heels on his crotch.

He cursed loudly holding his manhood as I used the opportunity to stand up and I pushed him away racing through the door. I ran with no idea of where I was going. The hallway led to another so I sprinted in the direction.

"Get that bitch she is trying to escape!"

I ran faster while still holding the heel as the footsteps got closer. My heartbeat turned erratic and I made the mistake of turning, I collided into a hard wall and lost my balance.

Or so I thought, I was expecting the fall but it never came and I realized someone was holding my waist, my breath hitched as I inhaled the expensive cologne and my eyes drifted upwards meeting with piercing gray eyes like the color of a dark cloud with an impending storm.

He was handsome and taller than most men I have ever met and I had to strain my neck while looking into his eyes, his lips parted like he was going to say something, and my eyes were glued there for a moment before I snapped out of my daze, I swallowed when I noticed he was still holding me.

Dressed in a black turtle neck sleeve and a black leather coat, a dark mysterious aura that made me feel like I was wrapped in danger.

And It felt oddly soothing?

The handsome stranger let go of me and I quickly stepped backward when I noticed we weren't alone and three other men were standing at his back.

One of them started moving towards me.

"Sir-"

He raised his hand to stop him and the guy halted in his tracks, then I remembered what I was doing as I spotted the door a few meters away from us.

"There she is, don't let her get out!" Someone yelled behind me and I was about to take off when the stranger blocked my path, "Leaving so soon, I thought we were just getting to know each other" He drawled, his baritone voice smooth and velvety.

He smirked at me in a way that made goosebumps spread all over my body, my eyes widened when I saw the guy close to him holding a gun.

I looked back and my captors were getting closer, but I was stuck with another devil.

My hands started trembling as tears blurred my vision, there was no way they were going to let me go and this man seemed even more dangerous.

"Please" I begged with tears in my eyes.

"Please what? Allow you to escape?" He raised an eyebrow feigning confusion and I nodded but he shook his head.

Madeline men caught up with me and I was pulled back from the strange man, "You useless piece of shit!" The man I had used my heel to hit his dick in the bathroom pulled my hair and slapped me, my ears were still ringing as I saw stars dancing around my vision when I was suddenly pulled from him.

"Mr Von, we are deeply sorry for the-"

"Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on her again" The stranger snarled and I realized he was the one holding me again.

"The bitch was trying to escape, sir, we are just going to discipline her before taking her to the auction," One of Madeline's men remarked and the stranger's grip on me tightened in a frightening way.

"Is she up for sale?" He asked.

"Yes," The man replied instantly.

I lifted my gaze and his jaw clenched as he glared at the men before letting go of me, "If anyone touches her again I will make sure you die slowly and painfully" He threatened coldly and they cowered.

This time they didn't touch me and I followed them willingly. I could feel the heavy gaze on my back as we walked away.

Madeline and some of the girls were nowhere to be found when I returned back to the room, the dead body was gone too and the traces of blood were also gone, the man I had hit pushed me on the floor, "Thank your stars you have Mr. Von's protection, the things I would have done to your useless cunt" He sneered and spat on me.

When he left I stood up and kept my mouth shut, I don't know why I have a feeling I wouldn't survive this.

Amaree was gone too and I was alone this time. When it was my turn, a man dressed in a navy blue suit with slicked-back hair came to get me and we walked outside the room. I was stunned at the huge podium I was led to stand on.

A lot of men and a few women sat in front of us, three other girls were being auctioned and my heart raced as I watched the whole scene unfold.

Does the government even know this kind of place exists?

Will I be sold to one of these old creepy men as a sex slave?

I don't even know how to please a man.

I swallowed a hard lump in my throat when it got to my turn, another mean-looking older woman stood beside me and a sharp smack on my ass made me wince.

Shocked by her vulgarity and wondering why she slapped my ass.

She ignored me, forcing me to turn around and I yanked my hand away from her grip.

"This is a nineteen-year-old submissive virgin" She announced and I was going to say something when another man added.

"The bidding starts with one million dollars" He hit the wooden hammer on the desk.

And the men started raising their boards.

Each bidder was older than the last and my lips quivered while I heard them raising. I kept my tears at bay, this isn't the time to cry. I won't let them see me break down for their pleasure.

If I get sold to someone I can escape from them and find the police.

I straightened my posture as an old man in a wheelchair raised his board.

"Fifty million!" He called, raising the board with his shaky hands.

And I imagined myself with him, I can suffocate the crippled bastard with a pillow and-

"Seventy million" A familiar masculine voice raised and it piqued my interest as I searched for him in the crowd.

"Eighty-five!" The wretched old man called loudly and started wheezing.

"Going for eighty-five...."

"One hundred and fifty million" The voice called and my eyes widened as murmurs of awe filled the hall.

The bidder's face turned red and he hit the hammer, "Sold! Sold!" He chanted in excitement, and my heart dropped.

Why will he buy me for such an insane amount of money?!

The old man would have been a good choice for my freedom, I would have been able to run away.

But not with him, those gray eyes held so much darkness and I felt like prey under his gaze.

My eyes caught him at the end of the room and I gulped as he smirked.

What have I gotten into?

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