I thought I would be banging the door forever but to my surprise, it came open within a minute.
I had no time to process what was going on as everything seemed to be happening too soon. There were four hefty men standing in front of me and one of them was running to the bed with a fire extinguisher. Not caring that it was focused on the bed, he let it go around him, getting to places there was no fire as well.
I watched with shock, wondering what had just happened in such a short time.
"What happened in here?" The guy that had gone in with the extinguisher was the first to speak, approaching me with furrowed eyebrows. He had his hair dyed a bright red and his dark skin was covered in tattoos.
Two of the men were shirtless and the other two had white tank tops on, one of them being Anthony. They were all in matching shorts.
"What the hell? How many people actually live in here?" I asked the first thing that came to my mind, hoping I wasn't drooling. They looked like they had all been carved specially by God.
I wanted them all…
"How on earth did you start a fire?" Anthony stepped forward and held my forearm with a frown plastered on his face.
"Are you okay?" The other man in tank top freed me from Anthony's grip and he looked like he was genuinely concerned for me. His hair was in braided cornrows and like the rest of them, he appeared to be at least 6 feet 2 inches.
"I…" I began but trailed off realizing I had nothing to say.
I recognised the last one standing silently by the door with his arms folded across his chest, to be the driver that had come to pick me up…. Well, kidnapped me.
I had an idea in that moment and refrained from smirking. This place kept getting better with every passing second but I just knew I couldn't stay… that didn't stop me from picturing a fivesome with all these men though.
"I'm hungry." I swallowed.
Anthony shared a look woth the red haired for a second before nodding. "Jay?"
"Sure." Jay nodded.
It was like they were speaking a language nobody else understood.
"You still didn't answer me, how did you start a fire?" Anthony crossed his arms across his chest, exaggerating his muscles. "My eyes are up here." He commented. I had my eyes on his budge through his pants. "Pervert." He added.
"Says the man who kissed me against my will." I retorted. I noticed the man in braids stare at Anthony with wide eyes but Anthony was quick to change the subject.
"Well, you can join us downstairs for dinner." He said.
I remembered Anthony had called Jay, the red haired, and asked him to send Five in so the person at the door had to be Five since he had been the one to pick me up.
Five turned around and left the room, having had enough of my drama.
"Come on, let's go." Jay nudged my shoulder, going after Anthony. I didn't like their energy at all.
"It's okay." The one in braids said with a small smile after they had all left and nodded that I came with. "I'm Victor, call me Vic." He introduced himself.
"Nice to meet you Vic, you seem to be the only sane one in this house. Are there other men living here? Why did he bring me here? Why is he into illegal fights?" I asked him all at once as we headed downstairs.
"What's your name?" He asked, stuffing his hands into his pocket.
"Clara." I found myself blushing, tucking my hair behind my ear unconsciously.
We got to an already set dinner table where the other men were already seated. They stopped their discussion at our entrance and they all had their eyes on me, making me feel so uncomfortable.
"Okay, let's eat." Vic rubbed his palms together, taking one of the ten chairs around the long, glass dinner table stuffed with chicken meals, rice and vegetables.
As soon as I saw they were all seated, I drew into my plan without thinking twice and ended straight for the door.
I thought I had it going good for me when I realised the main door was actually unlocked, until I turned around and saw that I was being chased by not one, not two, but four hefty men.
"What the fuck?!" I yelled, increasing my pace.
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I felt multiple emotions run through me at the same time. I was panicking and staring at the bleeding man, "you have killed him." I continued to chant in fear, backing away from bogh men.Anthony just bent down to check for a pulse. "He's alive." He spat on the floor. His knickles were a bright red and he was drenched in sweat."Well, are you gping to call 911 or are we just going to leave him here to doe?" I was worried. The fight seemed so rushed, yet so deadly."Antonio is a bustard.""You didn't tell me you had a twin brother, or that he was crazy. How many more secrets do you have for wellness sake!" I yelldd at him.He stood from beside his unconsciou
Clara's povI heard the door open again and wondered why Anthony was back so quickly."Did you forget something? I was just about to take my clothes off." I pushed my hair into a ponytail, licking my lower lip that was dry just so I could feel calm."We have to leave now." He simply said."What?" I frowned, wondering if he was in his right senses. "I thought you said it was safe here." I recounted his words from earlier."There's no time to waste, just hurry up." He sounded impatient and scared and that got to me."O… kay, do I take my bags or nah?" I was already walking to his side."No." He held my wrist, a little too aggressive if I was asked."Well," my eyes averted to my dog sitting in a corner, watching the
I hurry to text Jay, Vic and Five all at once to inform them, pacing back and forth. Whoever had her would be far gone by now if I judged with the time since I came back into the room.I stuffed my hands into my pocket, the last trace of sleep in me having vanished into fear and anxiety. I thought of all the possible places she could be, and who would have left the note. It couldn't be my dealers, they would never kidnap her, they would rather just end her life.I tried to rack my head for what it could be. If it was not some sort of sorcery, the security in here was too tight to let anyone slip away like that.Vic returned my text to remind m
"Why?" I raised my eyebrows. Seeing him brought back his words from earlier and I would do anything to discard him from my sight.Anthony exchanged a look with his friends and like they were communicating in a different language, the other boys left to do what they wanted.Anthony took a chair across from me, pulled it out and sat on it, his hands on the table. "I'm moving you out of the house, we know it is clearly not safe to stay here anymore, plus, taking you to the fight, you know the rules of the game, everyone on street will know about the fight, and there is a possibility we bump into Alex, and you can get enough time to explain things to him." He said.
I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. I was still naked under the bed sheets. I pushed the blanket up to conceal my other breast that was out. I held the blanket to my chest and looked around to see if I would catch sight of Anthony anywhere. He couldn't have left me, this was not some hotel, it was literally where he lived.On cue, I heard flushing sounds from the bathroom, accompanied by running water.Anthony came out of the bathroom drying his hands with the towel. Seeing his face brought back instant memories from last night. We had sex for hours, round after round. I had no idea when we had slept off. When he was still staring at me, I offered him a gentle smile that wiped off my face when he looked away with… a glare?
Anthony seemed to be waiting for my reaction when he pulled away. My gaze darted over his face for a second before I pulled him closer for a kiss. That stirred up whatever hidden emotions we conveyed.We maintained the touch of our lips as we backed towards the bed. I let his back be our sight until we hit the edge of the bed. Anthony fell flat on the bed and I on top of him. Uncompliant strands of hair fell to frame my face even after I pushed them backwards.Like a planned work, he took my shirt over my head. I was grateful I had gotten rid of my tampon beforehand because this was definitely leading to something.Submissively, I allowed him to toss my shirt across the floor, I loved the rough man he was birthing in the heat of the moment.