♥ Chapter 1♥
23:40 - Airport - New York. - USA
Wednesday.
Scarlett Wilson.
I was extremely silent, the only thing that could be heard inside this damn car was our breathing. Where am I being taken? Anxiety and fear made me short of breath, but I tried to calm down. Because I know they won't help me, I don't know what they'll do to me if I end up pissing them off.
I was startled when the door next to me was opened by another man. He looked at me with a frown and then at the man who had brought me in.
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Who is this girl? - You can tell he's referring to me.
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The payment.
I was forced to get out of the car without any delicacy, almost falling flat on my face, these men don't need to keep pushing and pulling me like that, I have legs.
I observe the place in front of me and end up swallowing as I realize I'm in an airport. Am I really being sold? Isn't this a dream? My eyes water once again.
- Let's go! - The man who brought me in pulled me by the arm.
We headed towards a very large jet, I was forced to climb the steps because I couldn't take a single step further. We got in and I was guided to an armchair, he pushed me down and then buckled me in. Then he went to sit in the seat in front.
Without realizing it, tears started to fall onto my lap, and I put my hands up to my face to try to hide them. But then I started sobbing.
I never imagined that those people would one day sell me out like that. Ever since I was a child, they hated me, but I never thought they would do something like this. I always tried to please them, ignored the abuse, ignored everything they did to me.
I just wanted to be loved by them. Unfortunately, I never managed to be recognized.
I'm woken up by a hand on my shoulder, shaking me frantically.
I didn't even realize I'd fallen asleep. I think it was from crying so much.
The man took off my belt and once again grabbed my wrist, as my skin is dark, you can't see the purple. But I know it's purple. - We got off the jet and there was a black car waiting for us. I was guided into it and got in before he pushed me, as always, these men, as well as kidnapping people, treat them like dirt.
I couldn't even see out of the window because the glass was so dark.
Where are we? What is this place?
I don't think it's been ten minutes and I already feel the car stop. The man next to me got out and walked around, opened the door for me and this time grabbed my arm. - I blinked and looked at the place in front of me.
Is this a casino?
- Come on, let's go!
I was led inside and was very surprised to see how many people were there. I felt some stares on me, and I was very embarrassed, not because he was holding me, but because I was wearing a nightgown. Since I was taken from my house without being able to change.
We went up a few steps and I saw a dark door, the man knocked twice.
- Come in.
Chills ran through my body when I heard the thick, deep voice on the other side of the door. I swallowed.
He opened the door and we went inside. I was very surprised to see two rather tall men in the place, the first was sitting typing something on his laptop, while the other was standing next to him. - The man typing looked up and his eyes fell on me.
I quickly looked down at the floor.
- Explain. - I don't know which one of you spoke, since I'm looking at the floor.
Your voice is very thick.
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Those good-for-nothings didn't have any money, so they handed the girl over as payment.
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Leave us alone.
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Yes, sir.
I didn't understand when the man next to me simply turned and walked away, leaving me alone with these two men.
Oh my God!
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What's your name? - I looked up in confusion.
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Me.... - I took a deep breath, trying to contain my nervousness. - I don't understand.
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What's your name? - He asked in English.
Impossible! Her voice was already thick, and in English her tone became even more hoarse.
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Scarlett Wilson.
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How old are you?
I ducked my head again out of nervousness.
- Twenty-one.
I want to get out of here.
- Good. - I looked up to see him cross his legs, giving him an air of superiority. - What do you know?
I looked at him confused.
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You know? I-I don't understand.
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Do you know why you're here? - He looked at me in such a cold way that I quickly looked down at the floor.
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N-Not much.... Only that I was given as payment... Payment for what?" I plucked up the courage to look at him, but it only lasted a second, because I quickly looked down at the floor.
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"Your father thought it was a good idea to come and borrow money from me. But when I went to collect, he just ran off with his wife. - He gave a sideways smile. - As if it were possible to run away from me. I let him live free, I wanted to see how far he would go.
I felt my throat catch at this information.
- W-W-What..... What? Is going to happen to me? - I stammered a lot because I was holding back my tears.
He looked away from me to the man next to him.
- What do you think, Boris?
The only thing I could understand was Bóris. Is that his name?
- She's quite beautiful. We can keep her, since we're in need of someone to have sex with. - He gave a little laugh that sent shivers through my body.
I think he said something scary.
- In fact, the last one was a real pain in the ass.
I could feel my anxiety attacking me, my heart was beating so fast, my hands were shaking. I'm scared.
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We have a proposition for you, Scarlett. - He suddenly spoke English.
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E... And what would that be?
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You. - I widened my eyes in shock.
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How?
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We want you as ours.
I felt a pain in my stomach, an overwhelming urge to vomit.
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From... Of you? - I hope I heard wrong.
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Yes. That's what you heard. You see, we can just drop you off at a brothel. - I almost fell to the floor, because my legs failed me. - Because the last woman we had in our bed was a total pain in the ass. We got rid of her and now we need another woman to fill the vacancy.
I'm going to have a heart attack here.
- Then you can choose. - I looked at him. - Stay with us or go to a brothel.
He's not giving me any options. I just wanted it all to be a dream.
- So? What's it going to be?
I let out a sigh.
- It's fine. - I say defeated, I had no choice. - I accepted. - It was either that or go to a brothel.
I've just signed my sentence to these demons.
They end up giving a small, almost identical sideways smile.
- My name is Russell Volkov, and the one next to me is my brother, Bóris Volkov.
I nod without being able to say a word.
- You're ours now, Scarlett. I hope you don't forget that, dear. - He spoke coldly.
As if it were possible to forget.