"Do you hear me?" I whispered in her ears.I spread her leg wider claiming her, Holding her tiny waist in place over the table and while increasing my pace.The whine bottle finally roll over the table and fall, crashing into pieces which makes her gasp.She needs to know I don't play with what's mine!No one should look at her that way and she shouldn't smile with him, he's her ex ! Her past! "Do you hear me!?" My thigh hit her A~s harder."Yes! I do" "You're mine Mi Amor" Beware,This book will hold descriptive horrendous accounts of sexual assault, grotesque gore, extreme violence, child abuse, sadistic behaviour, self-harm, knife play, substance abuse, blood play, and other deeply disturbing themes. This is a work of fiction, and any glorification of these dark topics is strongly discouraged. If you are easily triggered or susceptible to trauma, I urge you to refrain from reading this book. Consider yourself warned!
Benita POV
"To the stage now!" Madam Shay said and My heart skipped a beat, each beat against my rib cage like I'm being choked,sudden heat and sweat form on my forehead.
"No one is going to buy her anyways" One of her club boys says and they pushed me to the stage, the spotlight fell on my naked body, my Blonde hair covered my face with my head down, shamefully filled with regret and I began to fight my tears from falling.
I couldn't raise my head up but I could feel different eyes all over my body.
"On your feet bitch!" The show anchor said and I found my knee going up, I didn't have a choice do I? picking on my nails and praying desperately in my heart that someone gets to pick me this time around.
He turned me around and slapped my fat ass playfully as if giving them the confidence to bet their money on me that I will never resist whatsoever they are to do to me, displaying to the men what they wanted to purchase.
He raised my face up and I swallowed hard, I promised myself not to cry but my mind was running wild.
"You're one bad market and useless goods" He whispered to me before facing the crowd.
"She's going for just twenty million dollars" He say, yet he got only silence in reply and I believe that's the lowest the clan has ever placed on a slave.
That's how much they want me gone, silence falls for minutes and nobody raises a bid up for me.My shapes are rare and my face card will never decline.
No man will set their eyes on me and won't blink twice, ogling eyes on me but they are all scared to take me.
I was staring at the far end of the hall because I couldn't stare back at the eyes lusting over me, "Nobody still?" He asked again. After a few more minutes and no one seemed interested, they started chaining my hands to be dragged off the stage and this time Madam Shay had promised I would be among the ladies in the club tonight.
I was praying desperately that anyone would have mercy on me and take me away from here, it's better to be under one man than waiting on different men every night.
"I want her" A masculine thick voice comes from the audience and all eyes move to the direction of the voice.
I raised my head up this time around and our eyes met, a cold deep and icy pair of eyes looking at me like garbage.
I can already tell, I have learnt to read eyes' reactions since I was twelve,He removes his hat and puffs out smoke from his mouth covering his face with the thick smoke.
Who is he? His men came to the stage right away and took me off the stage making the payment and they quickly stamped the payment in front of my name hurriedly before the man could change his mind.
It seems like a dream to finally be sold to someone after two months of being auctioned and nobody wants me.
Displayed like tomatoes at the market, catchy and beautiful, ripe for all but dangerous enough for buyers to set off after setting their eyes on me or should I say learning the daughter of whom I'm.
I followed the men quietly and we took the hallway out of the clan's Fashion Hall. Any other slave would have run or tried to escape but it's useless for me to try and escape, everybody will come for me.
I meant all clans men would come after me, they all want me dead and running away will give them that chance. It's better to be in one territory and suffer there than be chased and hunted around all my life.
They will surely find me and will make me all wish to be dead instead. We got outside and they pushed me into a nude colored Lamborghini roughly,"get in!" They shut the door after me.
Alone inside the car waiting for my buyer makes me very nervous,I have no knowledge who the man is but he looks old from what I saw briefly on the stage. I have never seen his face before, which makes me wonder who is.
I know almost all the drug lords in the clan because my father was one and others as well that are not drug dealers.
He's the reason I'm now a slave and been abused by those who used to look up to me, it's no longer a denial and I have learned to accept the facts and not cover it up anymore that my father was a very dangerous and dreadful man.
He was involved in all types of things I never could have believed he did if I didn't see them for myself.
Now it's my turn to suffer the legacy he had laid on his followers, I don't know how this aspect of my life will turn out but I hope to survive it.
More men rushed out of the building and he walked towards the car, he looked back at the fashion house briefly and dropped the smoke in his hand on the floor stepping on it before he finally stepped in.
It feels as if the air in the become stiff and cease, they drove out a few minutes later.
It seems like there's a force on my neck that is stopping me from looking up at his face, minutes turn into hours and the car stopped.
He didn't say a word and I couldn't either, it was a silent drive with my eyes wide open and glued to my toes.
"Benita? Is that your name?" His cold voice cuts through my mind.
"Yes sir" My head remains still to my toes.
The door on his side opened and he got down from the car, the door opened from my side too and I hurried out of the car.
It's night already but it doesn't seem like it is here with many people around and girls attending to different chores.
An old man walked up to us, older than he was. "You brought in a stray by yourself?" "She's not a stray" He cuts him off.
The door opens and a lady walks up to us with every other person moving aside from her way with their head bowed.
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