3: She Runs Away

I never in million times thought that this would ever happen. Just a day of running away and my cards all of them were blocked and my stupid self didn’t bothered to carry the cash with me.

I never thought dad would do something like this with me! The lust for money has blinded him so much that he has left his daughter penniless just so I agree to marry that stranger Russo.

I don’t want to is it that hard to understand that I have simple dreams? I want to find love, go on a date, date someone, then get engaged after falling in love with the man of my dreams and then after a dreamy proposal get married to him and have kids and not to forget get a cat in process!

I want simplicity which will be so ruined just because my father and brother think it’s best to bargain me in exchange to keep the company to themselves.

It wasn’t after two day of running that my damn mobile ran out of charging and I was very shamelessly dragged out of the motel where I took my shelter.

I was walking alone in the dark streets of New York all alone at this time of midnight. Not a single person was in the street and the blowing wind was increasing my anxiety with each second. Her heartbeat increased as I heard sounds of various animals and dogs barking. The chill wind seeped in bones and I started to tremble.

In that very moment, I desperately realised how much protective is the roof of our own house. I promised my self that  I would never ever take things for granted in life again. I just hope I can survive the night without any problem.

I will never leave my home if this is how terrifying the silence and darkness of night. A tin rolled down on the road and my breath hitched. Suddenly, I felt a car or was it a wagon? Coming into the narrow alley I was in.

It all happened in seconds, I was standing dumbstruck at the road when the white wagon stopped in front of me and there men came out. They took out a pistol and I was rooted on my place in shock and fear. A man with strange mask sprayed something on my face and next I knew everything was blacking out.....

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“Sold!” My eyes groggily opened at the loud sound the mike. A headache shot in my side of forehead and I was quick to grab it. Suddenly someone threw water on my face and my eyes jerked open with a gasp.

A man stood in front of me. I scared tried to pull back but the wall hit me hard on the head. He picked me up by my forearm and dragged me along with him. I started to tremble in fear. I was kidnapped and among unknown people whose motive was hidden completely. Suddenly he removed the red curtains that were draped on the entrance. With quick steps, he walked dragging me along. My bare feet sounding thump against the wooden floor. The lightning was so bright that I had to squint my eyes shut.

“Sapphire Ronaldo. 21 year old. Blonde. A total eye candy and very beautiful. Bright green eyes. Height 5 ft. 4 inch. Slim and curvy. So let’s start the bidding ladies and gentlemen!” I heard the person a little far from me speak in the mike. My eyes widened in shock as I realised that they were bidding on me!

I was actually in an auction where they are bidding on people in exchange of— in exchange of what?!

I started to tremble badly. My eyes wandered to the front which was dim and only silhouette of people was visible to my eyes.

I was shaking on the floor. My tears refused to stop. I felt like I was deer, being served on silver platter. I wanted to get up and shout that no I am not an ordinary woman! I am Sapphire Ronaldo! But my voice was struck and refused to come out.

“Let’s start the bidding from $5000!” I heard the person again speak in mike.

“$10,000”

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“$80,000! Any one? Okay—.”

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“$200,000 dollars.” A masculine voice spoke and suddenly the room fell in silence.

My eyes looked around for who was it but my head snapped to the host who started to speak, “$200,000! Anyone? Anyone? Okay $200,000 one, two and three. Sold! Sold to mr James Russo.”

My eyes widened in horror.

James? James Russo?!

Is it the same James Russo thatI know?

Oh no!

I was pulled up again by my forearm and dragged ruthlessly away from the spotlight and back to the backstage. I was shivering and I was sure I looked no less than a wet dog, shivering with tears rolling down her eyes, and wet face.

“W-where?!” I managed to stutter to the man who was dragging to God knows where!

He didn’t replied and dragged me to the room and shove me in. I landed on my knees which scraped harshly against the wooden floor. My eyes landed on pair of sleek black pair of boot. So shiny so clean.

I with help of my hands pulled myself up. A gasp left my mouth as I stood up and looked at him and stumbled in horror. His face was so abnormally expressionless. There he, the man because of whom I ran away from, my destructor, James Russo stood.

Now my seller.....

I gulped as he looked at me from top to bottom. A chill ran down my spine in utter fright. I was scared of his eyes. I was immensely scared at this moment and the fact that the door was closed was increasing my fear and anxiety to extreme level.

I was shaking in extreme horror. He face was still expressionless and his eyes they were so dark and hollow of any emotion.

I took a step back as he took a step towards me......