Chapter 5: Die trying to escape

The car pulled up outside a grey mansion built with planks. Although it was dark, the lights on the pouch told me it was a simple house, probably about two bedrooms or less.

The passenger door opened. I stepped out and I was welcomed by a very chilling night breeze that made me close my eyes for minutes. It's been forever since I experienced the night breeze.

After having my fill, I turned and saw the man who had just bought me walking towards the home entrance.

Suddenly, my lips pressed together and my hands curled into fists by my side. My teeth grind against each other and I could feel a bead of sweat forming on my forehead.

" Stop right there!" I yelled and stumped forward. I stood in front of him and looked him in the eyes. He was unfazed, poised, and intimidating and I felt like a rat beside him. His golden eyes had no glow in them, they were cold as the eyes of frozen fishes.

" Who are you?" I asked, my voice cracking as a result of submission to his presence and I hated it.

I gulped slowly, tilting my head to the side and all I wanted at that moment was to slap him over and over again until those pretty faces of his were ruined.

" How could you do that to us? " I demanded, my voice becoming soft and my eyes softening.

" We escaped. We were free but you took us back. Did you know what we went through in that dungeon? Did you know how many girls we could have saved if you didn't ruin our escape by taking us back? Did you know how many people are waiting for us back at home? " I sniffed and warm liquid entered my mouth through the corner of my lips and I felt its salty taste on my tongue.

He leaned downward, his face a few inches from mine and I drew in a sharp breath.

" No one is waiting for you back at home. Go inside and rest," He said coldly and straightened himself as if he didn't draw away all the air in my lungs by his mare closeness.

He cocked his head to the side as if observing my expression and with a smirk, he brushed past me but I reached forward and grabbed his arm, tugging him toward me and spat on his face.

His eyes widened in surprise and I saw something flash through them. My heart pounded in my chest, afraid of what would happen to me but a part of me felt proud for what I did.

I felt a cold metal pressing against my head and when I looked away from his face, my heart sank into my stomach and my face went pale. I remained still as I stared blankly at the guy in a black hat pointing a gun at me and at that moment, I knew the metal pressing against my head was a gun.

My legs trembled, threatening to fall me to the ground and beg for mercy, and just when I was about to succumb, I saw Jacob raise his hand and the boys dropped their guns.

I let out a loud breath of relief as warm liquid flowed down my thighs.

He wiped the spit from his face with his index finger and placed it in his mouth before sucking on it. My stomach churned and I felt something poking in my throat.

" Take her to her room. Make her comfortable but she is not allowed to come out," he instructed them and without wasting another minute, he walked away, leaving me with the bad guys with guns.

I watched as his back disappeared inside the house and I turned to face the guys wondering what he meant by " make her comfortable,"

" You dare spit at the Don? You've got nerves girl," one of them chipped in.

" You are lucky to be alive. Your brain should have been the one splattered on the floor and not your pee, " The other one commented and let out a dry hilarious laughter.

Wiping the sweat off my face, I followed them into the house and Jacob was nowhere in sight. We walked past the living room and the TV was showing news reports of missing girls.

I quickly memorized the number and followed the big guys up the stairs and at last, we arrived at a room with a single bed and a mirror.

" Is this my room?" I asked them and without saying anything, they locked the door behind me, leaving me alone in the room.

I looked around and my eyes landed on a telephone. I ran to it like my life depended on it and with trembling hands, I dialed 911.

" Sorry, you cannot call this number.,"

" Argh.." I groaned and slammed the receiver on the desk. I ruffled my hair and stumped my feet on the floor.

" Fuck you, Jacob!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

" You will burn in hell!" I kept yelling but went quiet when the door suddenly opened.

A young woman walked in with a tray of meals in her hand and gently placed it on the table.

" Have your meal and we will prepare your bath," she said politely and I glanced at the meal she brought.

" Tell Jacob that he is a coward," I told her in response.

" If you don't have your meal peacefully, we will have no choice but to use force on you," She warned and my jaw dropped.

Without another word, I sat down and forced the sandwich into my mouth. I closed my eyes to savor the taste. I do not remember the last time I had something warm and delicious.

After eating, I drank the milk and followed the girl into the bathroom. It was as if everything was prepared before my arrival.

I am stripped of my clothing and made to sit.

" What are you trying to do?" I asked the girl, fear lacing my voice.

" Waxing," just one word, and I shook my head at her.

" No, no waxing," I told her but she cock her head to the side and stare at me like I was some maniac.

" The Don likes it smooth without hairs," She replied and my face turned red and pale at the same time at her response, knowing what she meant.

" It is my body. I will not let you do what you want with it," I snapped at her, getting up but she forced me back to the seat.

" That shit doesn't work here. It is not your body. It is now Jacob Steele's body and only he can decide what to be done to it and with it," she answered and I kicked her in the groin with my knees.

I got up and pushed her to the floor.

" My body my choice. I will not wax it for the pleasure of a man," I enunciated to her face. She got up from the floor and stretched her hand forward but stopped.

" You are lucky the boss asked not to lay hands on you no matter what. I would have pulled your hair from your skull and fed it to you," she said fiercely, venom lacing her voice.

She adjusted her apron and pressed a button on her wristwatch. About a minute later, two more girls in the same attire as her walked into the bathroom and grabbed me by my arms.

Spreading my hands up above my head, they cuffed them to the shower and held my legs, spreading them apart, thereby giving the first girl access to my vaginal.

Helpless, I watched as she applied the wax on me.

" Bitch! This will be done to your daughters someday!" I yelled but they just chuckled and a loud whimper left my mouth when she pulled the wax away from my skin. And gently, she touched the delicate skin of my vaginal to feel its smoothness and after minutes of torture, I felt warm water dripping down my body from the shower and they scrubbed the hell out of my body.

" Motherfuckers," I cursed, rolling my eyes at them as we walked out of the shower into the bedroom.

They dried my hair and applied lotion on my body before helping me into a red g-string pant and a bra.

I knew what was waiting for me. I'm about to be bedded by my enemy. The man who destroyed my life totally. The man who owns me and has total control of my body.

I reached for the food tray and took the table knife and quickly hid it under the lace stockings.

I would rather die trying to escape than let him use me as he pleases.

With this knife pressed to his neck, he will have no choice but to make me leave. I could even kill him and take over this place.

I followed the girls out of the room and we walked down the hallway until we arrived at a door. They knocked and the door opened by itself. They urged me to go inside the dark room and immediately I did, the lights went on and the door shut behind me. Blue lights illuminate the room and I turned my head and my heart raced at the sight before me.

Jacob lay shirtless on the bed, his head resting against the board.

" Welcome to the blue room Ava," he husked and my knees went jelly.