Whisper of the Silence

Whisper of the Silence

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Born to meet. Fated to love. "Listen to the silence. And you shall find the answer to your heart." When Clover Hon sensed somebody turning on the black van she was hiding beside, she immediately slid in sneakily without giving it much a thought. The only thing she knew was that she gotta escape. She was never going to continue being a sex slave. Never! But whose van was it? Did she really escape from trouble?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Flight APG364 has just arrived in Atrexia, Melaindur."

The same announcement came through—repeated thrice.

Shivering in fear, she walked along the jet bridge with her shoulders hunched. Her eyes darted in indescribable panic as she looked at the men in black surrounding her. A helpless sigh escaped her cracked lips. Hands trembling, she fiddled with the black coat topped on her bruised, cuffed wrists. She flitted her gaze to the large glass windows, watching the flock of birds flying across the azure sky. Her sad, longing gaze was enough to say everything.

She was desperate to be freed, after months of being in darkness.

'I want to go home,' she thought, on the verge of breaking down in tears.

The remaining passengers of the same international flight brushed past them, leaving nothing behind but the echoes of their hurried footsteps. Though a few looked back at them, and a slight hint of suspicion certainly flashed across their faces, they did nothing more than frown. No approaches, no questions. And soon after, they continued walking ahead. Perhaps they were in a rush to go to the arrival hall to reclaim their baggage.

Well, they couldn't be fully blamed for that. After all, on the surface, she seemed just like a lady from a wealthy family, protected by several bodyguards.

But she wasn't. She was captured here, sold by her very own blood relations without her consent.

'I need to run!' Clover Hon screamed inside her head.

As soon as she stepped into the airport terminal gate, a wave of cooling sensation kissed her skin. Her eyes widened at the number of people waiting to board the plane that had just landed.

And an idea struck her mind.

She slowed down her pace in a not-so-obvious way. Maybe because they weren't fast to begin with, the men didn't notice anything. Parting her dry lips with hints of fresh blood peeking through, she clicked her tongue. When it wasn't loud enough, she clicked again, harder this time. She didn't care if the men heard her or if her tongue ached. This was her only chance; she needed to succeed.

No way she was going to continue being a sex slave.

A young girl with two ponytails tugged at her mother's hand and said, "Mommy! Look at her! Look at her!"

For one moment, she thought she saw a ray of hope.

"Chloe, don't," her mother muttered, giving Clover a sidelong glance. "Don't look at the weirdo."

'Damn it,' she cursed. 'It's not a joke.'

Nothing changed. Nobody understood her. Those men were still around her, heading in the targeted direction. She tried breaking free from the cuffs, but to no avail. Other than staining her blood deeper into the furry coat, it barely helped with anything.

"Walk faster, sexy. He's waiting for us." The scarred man beside her came up close. He grabbed her ass and squeezed it before whispering, "You'll be treated very well. No worries."

Clover turned around to give him a deadly stare. However, it was soon replaced with fright when a horny expression was registered on his face. His dark brown eyes turned hungry as he ran his finger down into her sensitive spot, scanning for pleasure.

"I wanna be the first." He licked her pinna.

As though somebody dumped a bucket of ice water over her, she shuddered all over and shoved him away. She tilted her head, low enough to erase the disgusting saliva with her upper sleeve.

It was all she could do.

Nowhere near escaping.

They continued walking. Passing by The Face Shop, Jaya Grocer, and Uniqlo, Clover fell into despair when none of the people walking in and out paid enough attention to notice the peculiarity in them, nor did they understand the body language she was trying to express. Slowly, tears began to mist over her eyes, blurring the path in front.

"Are you okay, little girl?" asked a hoarse voice the minute they walked past Starbucks.

Clover jolted, glancing around for the source. Left, right. Up, down. 'Where?'

"Over here!" A fair-looking gentleman waved his Americano in the air. He was taking two steps at a time, catching up with their pace. "Are you okay?" he repeated, pulling the sunglasses down the bridge of his nose.

He was trying to get closer when one of the black-clad men suddenly stretched out his arm and blocked the way.

Before Clover could speak, the man interrupted, "Sorry, but this is the lady of our house. Strangers aren't allowed to be close."

"Ah... Really?" The gentleman tiptoed every now and then, looking for a chance to meet her eyes.

'No!'

'No!'

'No!'

"Don't ask for trouble, my lady." The head of the gun at her waist was pressed deeper against her skin.

It wasn't an order. Rather, a threat. The guts to respond to the stranger vanished like they never existed. Words waiting to be blurted out stuck in her throat. Clover lowered her head, letting the strands of stray hair cover most of her face. She was ashamed.

The help was right in front of her. How could she not grab it?

The young man was still lingering with the gang, slurping the coffee in his hand. But when there weren't any responses from the so-called lady of the house, he stopped following them soon after.

"S-Sorry... I think it's my mistake," he uttered and left without looking back.

'Great job, Clover. There goes the opportunity to be freed.'

The men surrounding her began to speed up. Clover did nothing to stop or delay. She was devastated over the loss of her only chance to escape. Fate as a sex slave was starting to stick to her, forcing her to accept.

Suddenly, a wave of deafening noise floated to her ears and pulled her to her senses. She stood on her exposed toes, looking past the men in front.

Hundreds of people were crowding the terminal building. They had their phone cameras held up high, fighting for the best angle.

Having a hunch that something was about to happen, Clover flitted her eyes around, looking for clues she missed.

Right then, she caught sight of drop-down posters featuring a young-looking man everywhere, together with the name "Kyle Lee".

It suddenly dawned on her that someone famous was coming.

Someone by the name of Kyle.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Hearing the exhilarated screams, Clover looked behind her in an instant, and so did the black-clad men. As expected, a young man in sunglasses was walking out of the arrival hall, surrounded by a group of security guards. At the sight of that, the thrilled fans immediately rushed forward with their huge fandom boards. All they wanted was to touch their idol even if it was just a tiny bit. Hundreds of hands were stretched out to reach him, give him gifts, and request his autograph. There was no stop. The euphoria was suffocating the oxygen in the air.

"KYLEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

"Kyle, I'm your biggest fan!!"

"Kyle, you're so handsome! I love you!!"

"I love you! KYLEE!"

Looking at the number of fans who were there to welcome him, the celebrity finally made a pause and bowed. "Hello everyone. It's me, Kyle Lee."

As Clover and the men walked through the crowd, the pumped-up fans ran into them and broke the "invisible circle" Clover was trapped in. Clover took a quick step to the left at once and snuck into the exuberant horde. It was an instinctive reaction. She couldn't afford a slight pause. With her body bent low, she followed the crowd while peeking through the gaps, looking for the men who were hunting for her.

They were there, scattered. Their panicky eyes continued to dart everywhere.

She watched some of them taking the escalator to the higher floor. The little bulge protruding from their back pockets might not mean anything to passersby. But she clenched her quivering hands in fright, knowing exactly what it was. When the men were finally nowhere to be seen, Clover braved herself to take the first step out of the crowd. Only away from this place could she sense escape.

Just as she turned around to leave, she tripped over the stanchion that she had no idea was there. One was linked to the other, and it went on and on. The ear-splitting clank drifted across the air. She had the crowd's attention for a brief second. But it wasn't strong enough to overtake Kyle's presence.

But from the second floor, the men in black saw that scene and met her petrified gaze.

Clover immediately pushed through the sea of humans and ran to the parking lot as fast as she could. Every step behind her felt like a predator's. Panting, she crouched next to a huge black-tinted hybrid van. Her heart thumped against her skin so hard as if it were going to jump out of her chest. Beads of sweat streamed down her chin; shudders continued running down her spine. Staying close behind the vehicle, she prayed with all her might that they would not find her.

Not again.

"They're near." She gasped, feeling the sudden change of pressure crawling in the air.

Right then, she heard someone unlocking the black van she was hiding beside. Without thinking much and putting her safety as the top priority, she hopped in.

"I'll apologize later," she hissed under her breath, climbing from the backseat to the trunk soundlessly.

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45 Chapters
Chapter 1
"Flight APG364 has just arrived in Atrexia, Melaindur." The same announcement came through—repeated thrice. Shivering in fear, she walked along the jet bridge with her shoulders hunched. Her eyes darted in indescribable panic as she looked at the men in black surrounding her. A helpless sigh escaped her cracked lips. Hands trembling, she fiddled with the black coat topped on her bruised, cuffed wrists. She flitted her gaze to the large glass windows, watching the flock of birds flying across the azure sky. Her sad, longing gaze was enough to say everything. She was desperate to be freed, after months of being in darkness. 'I want to go home,' she thought, on the verge of breaking down in tears. The remaining passengers of the same international flight brushed past them, leaving nothing behind but the echoes of their hurried footsteps. Though a few looked back at them, and a slight hint of suspicion certainly flashed across their faces, they did nothing more than frown. No approach
last updateLast Updated : 2021-08-05
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Chapter 2
"We're running late. Only five minutes!" Someone entered the van and tapped the touch screen to turn on the air conditioning. A strong flow of cool air rushed out, filling the vehicle with a relaxing scent of lavender. He didn't notice Clover. Resting his hand on the steering wheel, he tuned the channel to one with good reception. Latest news, list of '90s songs made into the top 10, and product advertisements⁠⁠—none made him stop his fleshy fingers until a soothing instrumental melody reached his ears. GZ Golden Music FM. One of the few channels Clover enjoyed listening to when she was a kid, and when she still had a happy family. Similar feels; similar background music. But nothing else remained. Nostalgia washed over her soul; tears seeped in from the corners of her pearl-black eyes. The tip of her nose turned pink as she reminisced about the good times she once had... Running to her dad innocently, she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Daddy, look! It's a rose!" "Wow, th
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Chapter 3
Fright overtook her. Her cheek muscles wobbled as her startled eyes flooded with tears. "Damn!" Brandon cursed, banging the steering wheel for the tenth time. "Stop following me, idiots." He gripped the steering tighter, turning it wherever he could. He took a quick peek at the side mirrors. Those cars kept reemerging after each sharp turn, leaving him no choice but to keep speeding. "How did they know you're in here?" Kyle questioned. Clover opened her mouth, trying to claim her innocence. However, none of her words found their way out. They were stuck in her throat. Backing away from his demanding gaze, she pursed her lips and buried her face in the coat that was filled with the metallic smell of her blood. Kyle moved closer. "H-Hey... Sorry. I'm simply asking this out of curiosity. Don't worry. We'll keep you safe." He glanced at his manager for assurance. "Right, Brandon?" "Shut up, Kyle," he grumbled, still focusing on getting rid of the tailgaters. "I don't even know why I
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Chapter 4
His Cuban cigar smoke diffused throughout the room, suffocating the freshness in the air. Bright rays pierced through the slightly opened blinds, giving a glimpse of the court dress hanging on the vintage coat rack. It looked like a normal office with a personal coffee maker. Big enough to fit over thirty people. It could've passed as a decent one, if and only if the alive bodies weren't struggling to get up from the floor. He stood behind his desk, which was piled with stacks of documents, and faced the large casement. "Six men, yet it wasn't enough to catch a girl?" His dangerously calm voice was laced with a tone of threat. "We were almost there..." a man said as he fell to his knees. "Yes, Chief. We almost had her!" the other echoed."Almost?" He turned around and dashed over, grabbing the plump guy by his neck. "What if I tell you that right now... I almost want to kill you?" "W-We beg... beg for your forgiveness." The man fought to breathe, his face turning purple. "You don
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Chapter 5
The day had just started. Familiar arguments from yesterday reached her ears again. Brandon's voice was clearly furious despite having suppressed his volume. He was still trying his best to stop Kyle from entangling himself with her. Leaning against the door, Clover stared at the female clothes she was holding. "I miss home," she muttered as she stepped into the minimalist bathroom. Turning on the tap, water gushed down the sink as she stared deeply at her own reflection. Broken lips, lifeless eyes, and messy hair—nothing close to good or well. A completely different person than before. Who would've believed she was born with a silver spoon? She cupped the running water and splashed it on her face. The good times were gone. "Hang in there, Clover Hon," she said, feeling the drips coursing down her chin. "Don't give up." "You're gonna regret this, Kyle." The conversation became clear the moment she walked out. But Kyle ended it before she could get involved personally. "Wow, Cl
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Chapter 6
The entrance to the performance hall wasn't open yet. Everyone was already crowding outside though they had to bear the morning that was heating up a little bit too quickly. Upbeat music playing in the background was escalating their excitement. "Brandon, you didn't tell me I was supposed to sing in a fan signing event," Kyle said, eyeing the long queues as his van made a sharp turn. "That event in your head is not even for today. Too much time for the unnecessary that you mixed up your schedule, huh?" he grumbled. The arm of the boom barrier lifted, allowing the van to pass through. That squeak drew instant attention. Euphoria was turned on. Exhilarated fans immediately dashed forward and leaped over the metal barricades. Road safety was no longer applicable at the moment. All they wanted was to get in the view of somebody they admired. Brandon peered to continue driving ahead. Too many things were blocking the windshield, and it was only getting worse. He couldn't see. "Wear thi
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Chapter 7
"FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!" the crowd shouted. Warm orange lights turned on and flooded across the packed hall. A male figure was walking up the apron stage carpeted in an exquisite shade of red. "Hello everyone! I'm Teddy, the host for today. First and foremost, let's take this chance to express our sincerest gratitude to our nation's No. 1 lawyer and also our top sponsor today, Mr. Jack Lee, for his continuous support in this fan meeting event." He snapped his fingers, signaling the camera to focus on the VIP seat. "Mr. Jack, would you like to come up to say a few words?" A man in his late 40s flashed up on the large projector screen. He was decently dressed. "Who'd want to listen to an old man?" he joked when someone passed him the mic. Hints of white hair on his head peeked through. "They aren't even here for me, to begin with." "Oh, come on! You're far from being old. We still need you to uphold justice." "I'll continue upholding it. But for now, please don't mind my pres
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Chapter 8
Compressing her lips into a thin line, Clover cupped her swollen face and ran behind the drapes, away from the stage. Her black mask was drawn down her chin, drenched in her very own tears. Those contemptuous gazes and mockery from the crowd resembled ceaseless gunshots piercing through her chest. They were bashing her for the silly mistake she made. It was suffocating. She needed to be alone. Needed silence. As soon as she stepped out backstage, noises around the bustling city drowned out the critiques and came clear in her ears. Propping her head against the wall facing the sun, she could hear cars honking and people talking. About what? She had no idea, but it probably wouldn't be anything worse than what she was experiencing at this moment. With a heavy sigh, she stared up into the layers of blue tenuous clouds. Trees rustled. Gentle and calm as always. The sky was still the same, still the piece that once connected her family together. Back then, nobody dared to raise their v
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Chapter 9
The dull yet captivating beige color of the traditional architecture exuded an air of tranquility. Delicately-carved antique vases were placed along the corridor outside. Portraits of remarkable imperials across dynasties were hung on the wall. They were separated by calligraphies in between that explained the evolution of the word characters."I'm really sorry for the long wait." A tall man pushed open the wooden door with a bamboo tray in his hands. "Here, have a taste of our chocolate mud cakes." He offered them to the people queuing up outside the café. "How much longer do we have to wait?" asked a young lady in her thick foreign accent as she shifted her weight to her left leg. She looked a little pissed. Pursing his lips, he spared a glance at the crowded space inside. Then, he turned around and said, "We're trying our best to be as fast as possible." "Oh my God! This is amazing!" someone in the line interrupted in a loud voice before the lady could say anything more. "Hey, t
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Chapter 10
Toying with the furry keychain at the zip of her black Gucci sling bag, she swung on the cushioned bar stool outside her CEO's room. Her pink glossy lips glistened under the ceiling lights. Sitting cross-legged, she rested her chin on her palm and turned on her phone screen every five seconds to check the time."Uhh... Come on..." She knocked her teal stiletto heels to the concrete marble floor."Stella!" A bald man in his mid-30s walked over while stirring the black Americano in his personalized mug with a spoon. "Did you receive my text? NightChanted is looking for you to be their brand ambassador.""Morning, Carl." She waved her hand. "Yea. But decline it for me, please. I've never heard of any fashion brands with that name before."He arched his faded eyebrows. "Wow, that's fast. I did a background search, and it's pretty legit though." "Nah, you know I don't simply take up jobs like that." "True enough. Why are you here anyway? I thought you've taken days to be on vacation?""Ex
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