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?
KEITHMia’s question took me off guard.“Why would you ask me that?” I asked her worriedly.“All the rules to keep me caged in here,” she responded, tears gathering in her eyes. “I am not keeping you caged, Mia,” I told her, broken to see her tears.“Then what is this about?” She asked painfully.The sound of her voice made my chest hurt badly. I had come to care so much about her that her pain had become mine. I wouldn’t have said anything to her. Before now, I would have let her believe whatever it was that she wanted to believe. As long as I was keeping her safe, I didn’t give a damn how she felt about it, but it wasn’t like that anymore. The last thing I wanted was to see her crying.“I am just trying to protect you,” I told her.“From what? Protect me from who?” She asked deeply. Then before I could give her a response, she added, saying, “You already bought me, so what else?”Her words pierced my heart. Mia had gotten this all wrong. She had no idea what lay ahead of her out th
MIAEver since I realized that I was strong enough to stand and walk, I had been waking up with so much joy and energy.“I can’t wait to use the library today!” I said with bubbling excitement.Now, I wouldn’t be so bored because there would be something to do. I was so excited that I could barely remember Athena’s outburst. However, I noticed now that she didn’t share in my excitement.“What’s wrong, Athena?” I asked her worriedly.Athena looked at me, and I could see sadness in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have acted the way I did yesterday, and I am sorry,” she apologized deeply, melting my heart.“I am not angry, Athena,” I told her.“Are you sure?” She asked wistfully.“We are friends, Athena, why would I be angry?” I asked her.Her eyes caught the time and she gasped.“What is it?” I asked again.“You are to have breakfast with Mr. Keith in his dining room,” she told me.I looked at her with shock.“That sounds like an instruction,” I said.“When Mr. Keith called me to his study yes
KEITH “I don’t want Terrace to be the one to call first,” I told Cain. “He might just be suspecting something if he happens to call first and I deliver the news,” I added.A part of me still felt skeptical about the whole thing. Cain had initially come up with a story.“All you have to do is tell Terrace that we delayed in getting back, so as you promised, you had to send one of your bodyguards to find them. Unfortunately, he found out that we had both been killed. As a matter of fact, he was only able to escape by sheer luck, and as a result of that, he couldn’t get their bodies,” Cain had stated.“You want me to lie to Terrace that you are dead?” I had asked Cain, surprised at his story.I had to ask him deeply and carefully because I felt that he hadn’t thought about the story thoroughly.“Yes, boss,” Cain had answered, confirming that he knew exactly what he was saying. “Why would I do that? Do you have any idea what that implies?” I had questioned Cain deeply.“Yes, I do, boss,
JACKIE “Why would I want to do that?” She asked me, her voice too loud for comfort.“Can you not raise your voice?” I pleaded with her but she sized me up with her eyes.If it wasn’t for what I needed, she would have had her hair pulled right away, and she definitely would be at her doctor’s for a couple of days. Men didn’t even dare speak to me like this, or stare at me with disdain, much less women. Even Madeline Dmitrii couldn’t stand my power. “Ma’am, you are wasting my time and I don’t even have it to give in the first place,” she retorted.Then she made to walk past me into the tavern, but I was faster. I grabbed her with one hand, and before she could scream, I covered her mouth with my other hand. Then I dragged her effortlessly to my car, shoved her in and pinned the door. Before she could unpin the car lock to get out, I was already inside the car, and I pulled out my gun.“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I told her just when her finger was about to reach for the car l
JACKIEI sat on my desk, trying to get some work done, but it just wasn’t working.“How do I get something to give Keith?” I kept asking myself.This was the question that had been running through my mind for days now. The good thing was that Tessa was out of the way, so I didn’t have to worry about that, and just yesterday, I spoke to Bertha, and she already agreed to do it…heartily.However, I still wasn’t satisfied. How could I possibly be? I felt like I was in the dark not knowing what was going on in Keith’s mansion.Had Mia recovered?Had her condition gotten worse or better?How about Keith’s murder issue?What exactly what going on?“Arghhh!” I yelled in agony, almost pushing off everything on my table to the ground.This was all too frustrating. Calling Keith was not even an option because he hardly ever took my call. Since the last time I called and I didn’t have any tangible news to give him, he had barely taken my call or called me back.“He is giving all his damn attent
KEITH “Are you going to get some rest?” I asked Cain.He had been thinking nonstop since our last conversation, and I feared that he was going to have a migraine from it.“The clock is ticking, boss,” Cain responded.“We have until evening to tell Terrace about Julian’s death, and that is enough time if you ask me,” I said.However, deep down, I was equally worried.I had also been thinking, but for the life of me, I couldn’t come up with something convincing enough. Terrace sent his best bodyguard to me. Julian was probably as important to him as Cain was to me, and I could already imagine how he would take it.It could be as worse as finding out about my involvement with what happened to Don Milano.“What I want is for you to get some rest. The more rested you are, the faster you will heal,” I added.“I am fine,” Cain insisted.“But I need you to be at your best,” I told him. “I only killed Julian, not get into war with ten mafias,” Cain responded.He was playing around with me, a