Chapter 1

KIRA

Life has always been a tormenting puzzle for Kira. She was an orphan who had been living on the hand me downs provided by her uncle and aunt. Her parents passed away when she was little and she was "adopted" by her mother's cousin and was taken to London to grow up. Her uncle was posted there in a corporate and was very well to do, but he disliked Kira. They had no children of their own, and Kira often wondered why they took her on because they clearly considered her a burden. But well, what could she do... she endured it all.

But the truth of Kira's adoption situation came out two days ago... on her sixteenth birthday. Kira woke up to an email... and what a life changing email it was. It said that Kira was actually an owner of a trust fund. And while every year the trust fund was paying her aunt and uncle a significant amount for her well being, she now was the full owner of it... Kira, who never even had two coins to rub against each other, was now a millionaire.

So, first thing she did when she got her hands on the money was run away.

She ran away as quickly as she could, and landed in her dream destination, Goa, India.

And while she had thought that this flight would make her life for the better, she had no idea what she was going to land herself into...

**

Goa, India

As Kira played on the beach and enjoyed on the sand, she felt free for the first time in her life. Though she was alone, her laughter echoed the horizons. She had never been so happy in her life.

"Are you watching me?" Kira asked boldly to a man who was sititng on the beach, staring at her avidly.

The man looked startled at her boldness. He was sitting on the sand in white shirt and blue shorts. Square shaped sunglasses gleamed on his face and with ruffled blonde hair, he looked exceptionally handsome. Though they were in India, Kira knew by his appearance that he, like her, was not a native, but a tourist. But this did not surprise her, Goa was one of the most popular tourist destination of this country and in last two days she had met people of varied nationalities.

"I am staring up ahead, you are just in my way," the man spoke leaning back on the sand. His voice was very calm and even. There was rhythm in his tone that suggested his each word was measured and controlled.

"Alright, well, nothing to see here," Kira spoke in her airy fairy way and ran back in the water, splashing and giggling to herself.

She was swimming with the waves taking her hither and dither, and as she dove one more time, she felt someone brush against her body.

Smile and happiness faltering, Kira unbalanced and fell face first in the water.

As she swallowed and inhaled a lot of salty ocean, she coughed and looked up.

The man was standing not even a foot away from her.

"Umm... distance please," Kira roared as she backed away.

The man, who was still wearing his sunglasses, moved his head from her head to foot. And Kira was suddenly aware of her nakedness. She was wearing a two piece bikini and nothing else. Her clothes, towel and other things were by the beach, which seemed miles away now.

"How did you know I was watching you?" the man asked. Though he looked intrigued, his tone was the same calm, controlled one.

"I always know," Kira spoke with a twist of her lips and started to walk away.

"But how?" the man asked as he walked beside her.

"Were you not watching me?" Kira demanded.

"I was, yes!" the man spoke with a smile.

A smile that stopped Kira's heart. Not just he was incredibly handsome, his smile was breathtaking. His pearly white perfect teeth daazled in the setting sun and Kira's jaw dropped.

"Now I see you are watching me," the man grinned even broadly. "Do you find me handsome?" he asked, unabashed.

"I find you stalkish," Kira controlled herself, held her head high and picking up her towel, wrapped herself securely in it.

"You have a nice body, I would rather not hide it," the man remarked as his expressions turned disappointed. His head was tilted and Kira could tell his eyes were some where around her midriff.

"My body, my wish when to hide it," Kira snapped as she started to walk towards her hotel room.

"But if you were mine to command, it would be my wish then, isn't it?" the man spoke. His voice was soft, and he was not shouting, and yet, despite the growing distance, Kira could hear him properly. "Why don't you turn around and let us talk?" the man continued to speak in a very, very audible whisper.

Kira stopped dead in her tracks. What was happening? Slowly she turned around, the man was quite far away now, and yet she could hear him quite clearly.

"What is your name?" the man demanded, as he started to walk towards her.

Scared now of him, Kira backed away. But somehow, she did not dare turn her back to him. What kind of man was he?

"Are you with someone or are you here alone?" the man continued his questions.

For the first time since she ran away, a fear gripped Kira. If some happened to her, there was no one out there looking for her! Maybe her friends would ask her whereabouts, but her aunt and uncle would never look for her - not now especially since now she was the owner of her money.

"Where are you staying?" the man asked with a smile. Kira could tell that he knew she was alone here and he was rather enjoying her fear. He liked to control others, and Kira knew that she was under his control as of now.

"Get out of my head," Kira composed herself, drew a huge breath and spoke sharply.

"But I am not inside you in any way, my dear," the man smirked.

It took a moment for Kira to register the meaning of his words, but the moment it did, she stumbled back and fell hard on the sand.

"Damn it!" Kira cursed as she sat back up. The man had not even moved a muscle when she had fallen. A normal person's instinct would have either to run to help, or laugh. But the man simply stared at her.

"Why don't you go to your room," the man spoke in a rather simple tone. "Tonight is not the time for a girl like you to be roaming about alone..." he warned. "It is not safe tonight, darling. Now go on..."

And he brushed his hand in the air gesturing her to run away.

Fumbling, she got up, grabbed the towel that was not dangling from her body, and ran away.

CHAPTER 2

DIMITRI

Dimitri had no plans to visit the Hew but the encounter in the evening with that vivacious girl had driven him in a sort of frenzy. Why did he feel that pull, he just kept on wondering it all the time! He was here on business, but it did not mean he cannot mix business with pleasure!

As the organizers of the Hew led him to the VVIP private room, he heard a lot of chatter and jeer from the crowd below. The auction was about to start and even from up above, Dimitri could hear the shouts and roars. His room was a large room on the first floor with a big screen attached. The room was surrounded with three walls, while the fourth wall was nothing but a railing looking over a big stage. The big stage was at high enough for people on both ground and first floor to view the show properly. And the big screen in his room also showcased the occupants of the room in full glow.

The crowd below was laughing and howling.

Dimitri peered down and saw a good fifty men occupying the space below.

"My esteemed guests, we will start in a moment," the host of the tonight's event boomed in the megaphone, words which were met with huge applause.

Dimitri sighed and leaned back in the sofa, still thinking about the girl he had encountered today. He was so occupied in the thought that when a waitress appeared with a tray laden with drinks, he did not even notice that the girl was almost naked.

"Anything for you, sir?" the girl crooned as she sat on her knees and offered him the selection of drinks.

Dimitri picked one absent mindedly and gestured the girl to leave the tray behind.

"I am here for anything and everything you need tonight, sir," the girl spoke in a seducing tone.

Dimitri nodded and gestured her to leave.

The girl obeyed and left immediately.

As Dimitri sipped his drink and stared absent mindely at the screen in his room, the space below and all rooms around darkened and a large spot light fell on the stage.

"Exhibit one", the host shouted and a girl appeared from behind the curtain on the stage and stood in front of them. She was wearing a dress made up on wide green net, and her entire body was visible through it. The girl was blinking rapidly in the broad light that was falling on her eyes, but she was not hesitating. She twirled around to showcase her body. As she made her moves, Dimitri fell back in his thoughts. This girl did not interest him at all. Anyone from below can have her, he thought dimly. And within minutes, she was sold for twenty five thousand dollars.

Dimitri yawned as the girl climbed down the stage and sat beside her new owner.

Soon, exhibit two, three and four appeared on the stage. Dimitri was bored now. Not a single girl was of his slightest interest. One was too blonde. One was too petite for his taste. And the last one was too bold.

Exhibit five seemed okayish to him, but she too was not perfect. He wanted someone in whom he could sink his teeth in. Someone who would bite him back. And still, be shy!

"Now gentlemen, our last exhibit for tonight is something very special," the host announced. Dimitri felt super bored now. He looked around, maybe he could call that waitress for some entertainment. A quick fuck maybe help him change his mind a bit!

He picked up another glass as the curtains were drawn back but no girl appeared on the stage. A hush fell below, and even Dimitri's interest was piqued now.

As Dimitri stood to face the stage, someone pushed a girl on the stage. Her face was covered by her hair as she was quivering from head to foot. She was wearing a transparent white dress that was falling barely to her thighs.

Why did Dimitri knew who she was even before the host pushed back her hair to reveal her face.

It felt like someone had punched Dimitri the moment his eyes fell on her. It was the same girl from before. But what was she doing there?

Her teeth were chattering, and tears were streaming from her eyes non stop. She was covering her body as best as she could with her hands, and her legs were tightly closed together. She was not here on her own accord, she was here by force.

"A virgin," the host boomed, and the crowd below went beserk.

"A sixteen year old virgin, nonetheless," the host continued, and crowd below banged the table and howled with pleasure.

The girl shivered even violently now.

A part of Dimitri wanted to jump from this floor and bite the head off the host and organizer for forcing a girl in slavery, but it was not his place to do so. It was the first time he had witnessed this. And though he never bought a girl who was not there by will, today he could not stop himself.

"The bidding starts at 1 million dollars, you won't find such fine specimen easily, my friends," the host grinned broadly.

"ONE MILLION," someone shouted from below.

"TWO MILLION."

"FIVE MILLION."

Dimitri saw the girl's eyes widened with horror as she realized what was happening to her. Did he not ask her to stay indoors tonight? Did he not warn her?

"SEVEN MILLION."

The girl was looking left and right, and Dimitri could tell that though she was scared to her wits, she was looking for an escape route.

"TEN MILLION... muaahhh come to daddy..." a man called out with a general laugh.

Another wave of fear gripped the girl.

"Ten million, going once, twice... and SOLD!"

The girl was panting now, huffing heavily, as if she was unable to breathe. The host motioned the girl to step down and walk to her owner, but she was backing away. Two men, clearly belonging to the auction, climbed the stage and grabbed hold of each of the girl's arms. As her hands were ripped from her body, the flood light of the stage put her naked body in sharp relief.

"FIFTY MILLION DOLLARS, and let go off the girl right away!"