YVONNEI was hell-bent on avoiding Vladimir.But as it turns out, I didn't have to. He seems to be the one avoiding me. I haven't seen him in days. He leaves early and then comes back so late at night. There was even a time when he didn't go home at all.I sighed. I should be grateful that I didn't have to face him but...I kind of miss him..."Ugh," I groaned. Now I'm confused. I usually spend the rest of my days overthinking."Is there anything wrong?" Cora asked.Shoot. I forgot that she's still here. If it weren't for her, I would've gone nuts. Sure, Vladimir's penthouse is huge, but I can only do so much."Nothing," I sighed. "I'm just bored.""Well, you can watch movies," she suggested.There's a theater room in the unit. It has a massive collection of movies and series. Cora also told me about streaming services. Vladimir has a few subscriptions that I can choose from. But I am not in the mood to watch anything."Or read books," she added when I didn't respond.I winced. I'm no
VLADIMIR"Huh?" she confusedly asks. "Why would I go to therapy?""Why won't you?" I muttered."Aren't you supposed to be the one to go through therapy?!" she exclaimed after a while.What the hell is she talking about?!"Are you kidding me?!" I snapped. I'm trying to fucking help her and this is how she would react?"I'm not," she insisted. She looked and sounded serious. Why on earth would she think I needed therapy?"Whatever," I hissed. "I'm not asking you. I have already booked an appointment for you tomorrow morning.""What?!" her eyes widened. "But why?!"Seriously?I stared at her. Do I really have to explain it?I facepalmed while heaving a deep breath to stop myself from breathing fire on her. I keep reminding myself to go easy on her but she makes it so hard for me to do so!When I saw her having a panic attack that night, I was already sure that she needed therapy. She was like a puzzle that I suddenly figured out. Even the way she was lusting over me and kept initiating i
VLADIMIRThe more I read, the harder my blood boils.I could just imagine how a girl would feel in a place like that. It would have been comparable to an angel banished into the darkest pits of hell.She was immediately thrown into the wolves the first night she got there. The ring was eager to get their money's worth, which is par for the course. I should know that.Why do I suddenly question how things work in my world?After a year, she tried to escape. She was auctioned that night. The winning bidder can take her home for a couple of days. She took her chances but it didn't go well.She was caught.Victor Rodriguez. That is the name of the man who won the bid.After she was severely punished by the ring after being caught, they brought her back to that man. My jaw clenched.How my private investigator knew the details of how she was punished was impressive. But the severity of the torture she went through made me see red."Fuck them," I hissed.My hands weren't clean. They were a
(TRIGGER WARNING. May contain scenes about abuse and self-harm.)I strode into the middle of the stage when the soft, sultry tune filled the air. The bright spotlight followed every movement as I inched closer to the vertical pole standing in the middle of the stage, my hips swaying to the melody of the sensual music.I stopped by the stainless bar, gripping it with both hands. I slowly waved my body against it while looking at the audience in front of me. Lust was clearly visible in their eyes as they seemed to undress me with their salacious stares.I looked away as I started to walk around the pole."And I'm so used to being used..."I threw my head back as I hummed parts of the song while dancing. My long hair flipped behind me. My hands moved higher on the pole while I hooked my right leg to it, and then lifted my weight. I moved higher on the rod before letting myself slide around it in a fluid motion.The cheers from the crowd of men in front of the stage hyped me up. I am so u
"Bitch! What are you doing here?!"France's shrill scream woke me up from my dreamless slumber. My lids fluttered open. I looked at her with a dazed expression. It took a while before I finally realized what was going on.I fell asleep on the bathroom floor! Damn it!I stood up and quickly looked down to check my body."What did you do?!" France's panicked voice took my attention."What?" I asked nonchalantly."The show's not over yet!" she screamed."Fine," I grunted before walking out of the bathroom as if nothing happened. I headed to the door when I was pulled back by the hair."Are you crazy?!" France hissed. "Do you seriously think that the clients would like you in that state?" she pointed at my drenched clothes."What do you want me to do?" I asked unemotionally which made him sigh in frustration. He's obviously running out of patience but I couldn't care less."Hurry up and get changed!" she snapped. "Or do you want me to do it for you?!" she looked at me sharply.I sighed wh
"Haven't you heard?" Mica frowned when I asked her what was happening.The hellhole of a place is now in complete chaos. Madam Hirushi is screaming in a different language. In the years that I was locked up in here, I already picked up some of the words she frequently used but she was yelling too fast that I couldn't keep up.One thing is for sure. She's enraged! I've never seen her like this before."Why would I ask if I know?" I snapped at her.She clicked her tongue in annoyance but stepped forward to come nearer."One of the newbies escaped last night," she whispered behind my ear.My eyes widened in shock. Someone escaped!"W-who?" I whispered back despite already having an inkling who it was."Julia," she mouthed.My heart seemed to jump even though I was already expecting it. She escaped!Memories rushed inside me of that night long ago when I thought I could slip out of the syndicate's claws. Only to be caught shortly after that. The punishment they gave me was unimaginable. I
"What's taking you so long?" he snapped as he once again slammed the door open. He looked at me like I was a petulant child he needed to reprimand.I raised an eyebrow at him. This time, I was already fully clothed and had just finished fixing myself. I even put on a bit of make-up since I saw some on the vanity."Follow me, I need to discuss something," he ordered.I did as I was asked, walking behind him while looking around. If I was already in awe of the room I woke up in, my jaw literally dropped at the sight outside. It was no doubt a penthouse unit. Even though the interior design is minimalist, the whole place still screams luxury and wealth!I can't believe I stepped foot in a place like this. I kept looking around but I couldn't help but get distracted by his physique. I wanted to whistle when I took a good look from his broad shoulders down to his firm butt. He surely works out to be able to maintain this kind of body."Ouch," I whimpered when my forehead hit his shoulder w
"Wake up," a stern voice woke me up abruptly.For a while, I was confused when I saw the unfamiliar room I was in. It took a few good seconds before everything registered to my still hazy brain. My eyes felt heavy as I scanned the room. I could feel how they were swollen from crying."Your training will start today," the cold voice stated.I looked up to see the man who bought me. I found myself shamelessly staring at him. How can he look this good despite the silver streaks in his hair? That is the only clear giveaway of his age. His body is still so fit. I bet he can crush me with ease."Hey," he snapped his finger in front of my face right before my thoughts went dark and dirty. I jerked back in surprise."I'm talking to you," he snapped.Right. But what did he say? Training. "Training?" I voiced out my confusion. What training?"You are supposed to be my wife. I can't introduce you like that," he said while looking at me with a hint of disgust in his eyes. He was scanning me like