Shadow Slave Chapter 1975 Novels & Stories

Azariah suggested. "Okay, let's do that. I just want to feel numb, and anything else can happen after, I don't care," She said with an exhausted tone. Standing up from the chair, Azariah stretched his hands out to her offering to give her lift. She took his hands and headed for the dark glass door leading into the hallway which led to the hall. They got into the hall and it was quite stuffy due to the amount of people that showed up. He really think no one gave a fuck about the Millers, they were known to have biggest slave trade chain where they got most of their old money and riches.

I paused for just a fraction of a second, resting the heavy stone against my thigh to straighten my violently throbbing lower back. CRACK. The deafening snap of a heavy leather whip bit into the wheelbarrow mere inches from my boots, showering my legs in wet gravel. "Hey! Keep moving, you lazy piece of shit!" the Vanguard slave master bellowed. He strode toward me through the mud, his scarred face twisted into a deeply cruel, sadistic sneer. "I know you're that pampered Silvercrest trash, but you better get it through your thick skull that this isn't your daddy's territory! Pick up the rock! You are nothing but a slave here, and you will break your back until I say you can stop!"

“As you can see, Alpha Gunner, she's weak and sick. Healthier, stronger slaves are highly priced and valuable. This slave is the opposite, hence her low price.” “I see,” Alpha Gunner approached my cell, his eyes locked in mine. He took in my skinny build. “Where the hell did you find her?” “She got shipped in a month ago. Apparently, her family sold her to pay off a massive debt,” the slave merchant said. “She won't interest you, Alpha Gunner. Allow me to show you my best slaves.” “Shut up!” Alpha Gunner snapped at the slave merchant. “Unlock her cell.” The merchant sealed his lips and did exactly as he was told without questions.

To him all the slaves are food and should be treated as such. “She is my patient, can’t you see?” Clara said immediately, trying to protect Sheila. She wanted her to stay and rest some more in the clinic, knowing what was in stock for her outside the clinic. Chico turned his sharp gaze on Clara again, “this is not one of your regular hospitals or clinics, you are all slaves here and slaves are meant to serve.” Chico told her, still in a deep tone and glaring into her eyes causing Clara to feel a wave of anger sweep through her. She wished that there was something she could do.

So maybe, as they said, they were just fighting. I sigh with relief before I hear Tina laughs again. “ Look, your cute little slave has rest assured. She is so possessive about you. You can not have other women besides her, Cody.” I suddenly realize how dare I was to let my master and my master’s cousin explain to me. How dare me? I am only a pathetic little slave. I feel myself in a cold sweat waiting for Cody to get angry, but to my surprise, Cody simply glances at me and sits back on the sofa and pats on the sofa beside him to let me sit beside him. “ Have a seat.”

She whispered to her ears ,her voice low and calmed . Lydia on her part ,Stared at her like she had seen a ghost. "While others are working their foot out ,All you do is walk around,like a slut in this pack , changing from one man to another "She yelled at her . Cora stared at her ,she wasn't smiling at her words as the other slaves laughed wholeheartedly at her words .She winced ,not able to say a word .Just like before,it felt like another part of her had been completely shattered .

"Show me your pass from the doctor." As swiftly as a sword impales the chest, the slave brought out her pass. And after confirming she was good to go, I dug my hand into her lower body and ripped off her underwear. The fire in my eyes could melt anything that came close. Right at that moment, the trembling slave was caught in that fire. "My Chosan."

The hall is as quiet as a graveyard. “And we want a place to stay,” A woman says breaking the silence. “We no longer have homes to go back to. You made sure of that, remember? It might be hard to start our lives again but if we can survive being slaves, then I’m sure as hell we can survive anything.” They all chant a yes in unison. “It’s the least you can do for us.” She adds and I find myself nodding slowly and repeating her words. “It’s the least I can do for you.”

His fingers pinched hard, a silent command. “Yes,” I breathed. “I… I consent.” The judge’s frown deepened, but he nodded for us to sign. The contract lay heavy on the desk. I reached for the pen, my hand trembling… The doors burst open. Alessia Barged in. The venom in her eyes was directed straight at me. “You can’t be serious,” she hissed, moving forward. “You’re really marrying her? A common slave?” Gasps rippled through the courtroom.

"Shut up if you want to enjoy my body! I don't want to hear the voice of your cursing who has stolen my chastity, make me deaf! Let me live without hearing any sound. I have no hope in life anymore. Being your sex slave is my job right now," said Axelina trembling, enduring the pain in her heart. "You are my nightmare, Amar Trixeon, I hate you. If you are tired of my body, you better kill me right now, I don't want to live anymore."