TRAPPED FOR YOUR LOVE

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ed next to my ear, wak

and tobacco. With a hard lo

easy to guess just by his appearance of a tr

no delay on the delivery!" he exc

of my future ex-owner. I didn't quite rea

a sign that he was drunk. Damn,

at Bill had bought me for the occasion. Underwear, two

elessly inside the old bag. With my worn-out shoes on, I

to get out of this o

ace with the tramp, who was waiting fo

e he

hands on my unkempt hair, trying to pull my

he spat, "I'm the one who should be disgusted by touching you, you little slut." I glared at him, but d

parked near his house, opening

your nights of crying like a child. He'll figure it out quickly and

his lips. I sighed in relief and my heart

as in his forties, and his body seemed more imposing than Bill's. I looked away

e. In a way, I was free. Far from Bill, the one who had torn me from my

moment, I have dream

s. I was finally beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel,

ure, but I wondered who this stranger was. What was he planning to do with me? And was he go

my mind, but it was too late. My life was ruined, I had no

least twenty times. Then, I focused on the driver, who hadn't spoken since we left. I

at the side of the road. When the driver lowered the wind

ss," one of

are we? I hav

uptly. The first one, the driver, got out and went around the car to open the door for me. He

oing to escape. I have

ithout looking at me or speaking to me. There was nothing around us, except the main road that stretche

oldly, looking up at a surveill

s endless. In the distance stood a huge house with more bay windows than walls. Has my new

middle of a perfectly mown lawn, was a huge swimming p

arks of his fingers on my skin. He knocked on the front door, and

oor, with the others," the old

new owner was c

eryone

nd he hadn't seen anything. But why did I smile at him? We climbed the white steps of this house without a word. Although I didn't have

pounding. Anxious about all these unfamiliar voices, I shuddered when we stood in front of the famous door fr

lly, the door opened to reveal a man younger than the one we had passed downstairs. Probably about fif

!" he exclaimed, gl

oad was blocked, I had

Whispers could be heard behind him. He stepped awa

y older than me. There were four of them: two girls and two boys. All slumped in leathe

ate

flat refusal," one of them

s gray eyes. His piercing gaze intimidated me as much as his imposing body. He looked away from my face as the fifty-yea

u call false a

e a fucking zombie! We're not going to get anything out of her exc

used to describe my tired face, I remained silent.

rmed in my stomach when a thought hit my mind already tired

o, p

!" Alexandre retorted as he approache

y stepped back. The driver roughly took my arm aga

... you shouldn't have ventured

sentence with

ur world voluntarily, I thought.

r you. Just to see how it's worth in

't hesitate to examine me with a perverse glint. He had a bird ta

o you, a gift f

e two Hostages, Cas,

as him, my new owner, and that he didn't want me to work for him. The t

E!" Cas shouted

sentence. The oldest of the group, Rick, ro

d have wanted you to

turned his attention back to the members of his group. They hadn't moved, silent witnesses to the

never have ended up in

hed before si

business like he did. It's doin

have to accept

sey!" Cas cut

he bright side, I was far from Bill. On the downside, my arm would so

d disappeared. It was just me, the two men who were in total disagreement

I hated being the center of attention. All I wanted to do at that moment was di

leaving me with this Alexandre, who tur

uce myself." My name is Alexandre, and this is Chance, Key

and warm, clear eyes. Alya, on the other hand, had that femme fatale look that I could never have, as well as almond-shaped eyes and full lips.

that I r

lot to have you," he continued. "

h," the second man reminded

e pervert

ask Cas where his ne

hey had not heard anything. Alexandre shook his hea

gs to do than stay stuck in a hosp

sked one of t

l

ered at the same time

eyes and scowl

y, get

d and crossed her arms. Under Alxandre's dark gaze, she gave in and fin

y reappear, an annoyed expression on her face. Annoyed, Alexandre p

ier reappeared in the room, almost smashing the door he had entered th

it's the

ring, he ran down the stairs while I almos

e arrived in a dark and damp corridor. After the broom

get up before I heard him lock the door. The room was lit by a small, half-open window, letting the cold

upstairs and screams. Well, the screams

up during this first night. After several deafening minutes, the noise of the engines echoed from the s

y windows all over his house, had my answer. He's a ps

that contained a trapdoor at the bottom. Oh no, it looked like a prison. Hearing footsteps on the ceiling, I looked up. Maybe he was in the room a

g lost in my thoughts, my eyelids became heavy. I trie

as almost beginn