TRAPPED FOR YOUR LOVE

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being starving, I had a crazy need to go to the bathroom. How

indow at the top, finally let me see the entire room, where

g man who lived in the enormous house had not moved. At least, I had not heard his footsteps echoing like

to get out, I positioned myself in front of the door, almost jumping. I could hear his muffled voi

lready a g

e. Minutes passed like h

to starve me to death? Can you die because you

rrival. Was he planning to finish me

d to expect anything. I didn't want to be here either. So wh

ow could he? Did I have to scream? My questions evaporated as the sound of the lock resonated. I thanked the heavens, except

the bathroom!" I exclaimed, banging on the do

a girl from the group. Keylsy. I rec

le, she took m

ing!" she said in hor

t the basement and took a hallway that led us to a bathroom. She let me in and closed the door. I breathed a sigh of

e blankets, it's really cold he

waiting for daylight to break so that your "Cas" coul

Cas didn't wake up early in the morning, and that she was the on

ame?" she aske

swered without

r real name?

my name i

etty. Mine

gy. It had been a long time since I had spoken to a girl my age,

son. With a small, embar

Cas will soon treat you as you should be tre

of the reliability of her information, and sat back down on the

at all full, but it was better than nothing. The sun's rays showed the du

re..." I whispered,

I lay down, thinking about my arrival here, going from the blond that I

who were nothing but big pigs looking for young girls to relieve themse

g that I was a "bag of problems". Whose fault was it? He was responsible for all my

re had start

ll wasn't there, I could hang around the house, never leaving. H

it was the same charade: his men would find me, beat me and let me

too much for him to let me go. The question was: why?

, he no longer needed me. And I hoped that my aunt did not either. It was for her that I had let myself be drawn into this. But she had never ask

t despicable beings, big disgusting people who had enough money to finance his illegal projects all

and let myself be carried away by the sleep

to see what would open. The trapdoor answered my question by

d that night had fallen and that

forced myself to finish my plate and my glass before putting the tray back nea

ely have wanted me to be a doctor or a florist... Or maybe a vet

anned to return to my native New Zealand as soon as I came of

ce called from

and turn

yes?"

okay? Cas is working tonight, so I thought it would be

ed, but realized that she couldn't see m

t do you

aimed with a hint of

ps. She then pulled me away from this cella

us decor. A gigantic wall screen was lit up with a TV show that filled the silence of the room. The black leather sofa, on which were sc

desynchronized way, making the view even more captivating. A tray with two crystal glasses

some hot chocolate! Keylsy s

ibly comfortable. She offered me my cup of hot chocolate, and I

oons when I was at Bill's. I took a sip of my hot drink, and after a

's a competition to se

mitted almost shamefull

e, I felt good. She shared her good humor with me, which I could o

id you end up doing this? I know Chance's Hostage is motivated by money, and Alexandre's st

t told them how I had come to be his host

Ashamed, I tried to

o she could get back on her feet and pa

credulous. Then she lau

. She was literall

ghed, shaking her head. "Now tell m

t I was joking

ruth," I answere

realized I was sincere, her eyes widened and her face lost all c

orry... I apologize, I... Oh, my God," she

pity. I hated

y," I rea

questions about my past and what I had experie

to keep me until I came of age. But the drugs seduced her... and eventually, she no longer had money to pay for anything. I was still young...

remembering our nig

of her supplier. He then offer

I was worthless. I was probably a

dn't realize I was going to sacrifice my life for hers. Bill was

ntinuing my story. A story that I was telling for the first ti

t was also for her business. Those men loved to hur

I looked away. I wasn't comfortable with thi

e accepting my fate. And I didn't like crying in front of st

over. I'll have a word with Alexandre about it, for you

umbled, pointing at my pale face and thin bod

s widened befo

utiful, Olivia! If Cas wasn't so stubborn

. I knew it was none of my b

t he want a

attempt to regain a neutral expres

onally." Cas is the type to hold a grudge

give me any more information. In the end, this

stocks with Chance. She liked this job because she was an integral part, as she said, of "one of the largest networks in the United States"

and still without my co

rstanding. She turned her head slowly, and I followed her gaze. My pulse quickened as

fu

is she doing