CHAPTER 3

“We'll have her delivered once we process the payment.” The blonde woman said to him. The old man stared at me lustfully, and I felt like puking.

Is he not embarrassed with himself? Am I not old enough to be his daughter or granddaughter? He is such a shameless man. The man was about to touch me when Joker suddenly stopped him midway.

“You don't get to touch unless the payment process is finished.” He chuckled awkwardly. “Okay, I'll see you next week, pretty little thing.” He said with a smile, and the sides of his eyes creased.

Joker held my hand and dragged me, pulling me to his office. “I heard you're feisty. You better drop it unless you want to end up like your little friends.” My eyes widened when he reminded me of what he did to the two girls.

Even though I was scared, I didn't act scared at all. I wanted him to know that I wasn't intimidated by him.

“Eyes down.” His deep voice rang, but I ignored. I stared at him with daggers in my eyes.

“Fucking keep your eyes down before i blow your fucking brains.” I finally lowered my gaze, I just wanted to stay alive, that didn't mean I was going to act like I was afraid of him.

“You're the most expensive little thing I've ever sold.” He chuckled and I felt like bashing his head with the vase that was sitting on his table.

“You need to learn how to be submissive to your master. I don't want you to be returned. 50 million is a lot of money and I'm not ready to lose it over a bitch like you.” He said calmly.

What a misogynist asshole. His door flew open and the blonde woman from earlier grabbed me and brought me to a different room. I was no longer sleeping on the floor, I had a bed and my room was neatly arranged.

I know this is better but I somehow preferred my old cell, at least with that one I had hoped that I could escape, but now that I was bought, it was going to be difficult.

Huge men in black attires were stationed in front of my door to prevent me from escaping. I wasn't allowed outside of my room, everything was brought to me.

I finally got a nice meal for the first time and I devoured it in minutes.

I blinked my eyes and a week had passed already. My heart was beating so fast. I can't believe that I'm going to lose my innocence to an old man. Fuck, I should've just done it with Tommy. At least that would've been better.

I was dressed in a short white dress which almost showed my ass. This is so fucking humiliating.

The blonde woman made sure that I was smelling like caramel and honey before walking me to a black car.

All of a sudden, the tears I had been holding in all this while were begging to come out, but I still held it in. I sat inside the car and the old man flashed me a smile. Most of his teeth were replaced with gold.

He scooted closer to me and I tried pulling my dress to cover my thighs but it was just pointless. “Oh, I'm going to have fun with you.”

He said as his hand brushed on my thigh and made its way up. I involuntarily slapped his hand off. The car had already started moving.

He shot me an angry glare. Oh fuck I'm doomed, I don't know why I did that. “I heard you were feisty, well good for you, I like it rough.” Ew, I really wanted to say that out loud. I just shot him a nasty look.

He smiled at me and grabbed me by the waist and tried to initiate a kiss. I pushed him away with all my strength.

Just then, it felt like our car had hit something, or something hit us? I didn't know.

“What the fuck was that?” He asked his driver. “Someone hit us sir.” He replied back.

“Who the fuck would do something as foolish like that.” Then again, we were hit again. This time it was so hard that I collided with the seat in front of me. “Fuck,” I cursed under my breath when I realised that my lip burst.

“What the hell? This is on purpose.”

“Of course it is dummy.” The driver said, making me raise a brow. “What did you just call me?” He asked his driver. I was genuinely confused, what was happening.

The car abruptly stopped and the driver turned to look at us. “Surprise Volkov.”

“Wait, you're not my driver. Fucking Italians.” “Yeah, no shit.”

He cursed and opened the door, immediately he stepped out, a tall man was blocking his way. The night cast shadows on his features so I couldn't see him. He looked like he was some grim reaper.

His hands were in his pockets as he looked at Terry.

“Fuckkk. Stupid Italians.” “Where's my money Volkov?”

He asked in a deep voice. I looked around and realised that we were in a quiet street.

What is happening? Why are weird things just happening around me?

The tall man suddenly punched Terry, making him fall on his face. “Where is my money Volkov?”

“Fuckk, I spent it.” He said while holding his broken nose. The tall man took his gun out. Oh my God, not again.

“You don't steal from me and get away with it fucker.”

“Wait, let's talk about it. I can pull some strings and get some soon.”

Gunshots sounded in the air as he shot him three times. Terry fell on the floor with a loud thud and I had to cover my mouth to prevent the gasp that wanted to escape.

The man's eyes suddenly drifted to me and that's when adrenaline rushed through me, making me bolt out of the car.

Another gunshot sounded in the air, making me halt in my tracks. I started hyperventilating as I heard his footsteps approaching me. Fuck, what do I do?”

“Turn around.” He commanded and I immediately turned, meeting his icy grey eyes. My chest went up and down as I stared at him.