Sold Again

CHAPTER 3

ADRIANNA’S POV

Hermes brought me to a secluded room in the castle I never knew existed. I wondered what he had planned out for me. But whatever it was, I knew it wasn't good. Nothing good ever comes from him which is why I must escape this place at the slightest chance I get.

He summoned the maids to come bathe me. And as they did, he watched, smirking lustfully all the way through. I was so cringed out but there was nothing I could do.

When the maids finished, they dried my hair and body and wanted to cover me but Hermes stopped them.

“I prefer her this way,” he said, flashing me a dirty smile. “Raw, pure and beautiful like the flower she is.”

What a freak.

The maids left, leaving just the two of us in the room. I avoided his gaze, wondering what he wanted to do with me when his phone rang, startling me.

He settled at a corner of the room to pick it up, facing away from me and speaking in a hushed tone. As a result, I couldn’t make out a thing from what he was saying. An eerie coldness crept into my skin, causing goosebumps to spread all over. I had a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling. Who was he on the phone with? What was he planning?

Now that he was facing away from me, I thought of grabbing something and smacking him on the back of the head with it to knock him out and get a chance to escape. But the moment that thought came to mind, he returned his attention to me, pinning me on the spot with an icily cold and piercing stare as if aware of what I was thinking. Worse, there was nothing I could use as a makeshift weapon in the room. In any room I stayed in, he made sure to remove all the sharp objects and anything that could help me escape, having known about my pickpocketing history to prevent me from ever escaping.

He finished the call and put the phone in his pocket. With every step he took towards me, I took a step back, trembling as I tried to avoid him coming close to me.

“Come here,” he said sternly as he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to him till our bodies were plastered. I tried to beat him off but his huge muscular body made it impossible.

He took me by the chin and forced me to look up at him. “You want to run from me, uhh?” He asked gruffly with a disgusting smirk on his face. “There is no place for you to run, little flower. You can't run from your reality. You are nothing but a slut whose sole purpose in this life is to satisfy high-born men like me till the day you die, so stop trying to run!.."

"Never!" I spat at him.

My eyes stung with unshed tears as I tried to free myself from his irritatingly dominant possession. But that only made him double his effort as he forcefully kneaded my breasts against his chest. His hands were snaked around the small of my waist and dipped to grope my butt cheeks. I shuddered in disgust and powerlessness, realizing he'd only continue to harass me if I kept fighting.

“What are you planning?... Who did you call?... Where are you taking me…Please just let me go. I have served you well during this past six months. I deserve the freedom you promised me…”

He looked down at me, a dangerous frown settling on his face - a hint that I should keep my mouth shut before he punished me, which I did.

“You brought this upon yourself…”

“I didn’t do it, I swear…” I tried to protest but he cast me a murderous glare that left the words knotted in my throat.

His sister, Hera set me up. The only thing I remembered from last night was the maid bringing food to me and I passed out after eating it. She must have made the maid drug my food or something and then paid that man to come take advantage of me.

“You should at least be grateful I’m not putting you up for auction,” he sneered like he was doing me a favour.

My lips parted as I stared at him in shock. What auction was he talking about? I wanted to ask when a hard knock on the door stopped me.

“He’s here,” he said as he pushed me away from his body and I crashed to the floor. “This is a huge deal. You’d better behave. If you fuck it up, I swear I’ll roast that pretty little hole of yours. That’s a promise,” he warned ruthlessly before marching to open the door.

My heart pounded in my chest. The suspense and fear were eating me up as I watched him open the door.

My breath caught on seeing another man walk into the room. Dressed in a well-tailored navy blue suit, he exuded an aura of confidence and authority. He had strong facial features and his eyes had that deadly gleam that always radiated in Hermes’s eyes. His tattoo, a grotesque sprawling serpent coiled around a sceptre, snaked menacingly from the side of his neck to a little above his chin. He was roughly Hermes’s age, obviously an Alpha king like him too. Mere looking at them, one could tell they were birds of a feather; ruthless, devilish, sexually insatiable monsters that didn't deserve to be born into this world.

They briefly exchanged pleasantries before Hermes gestured towards me, an excited look on his face as he presented me to the strange man.

“Here she is,” Hermes hurried and grabbed me by the top of my arm to forcefully pull me up to my feet, forcing me to move to the man. “Her name is Adrianna. But you can call her whatever you want. I call her Little Flower. Isn’t she a pretty little flower?” A corner of his lips curled up like that of a stupid lunatic as he gave me a dirty look.

I swallowed hard, a bone-chilling sensation sweeping through me as I came face to face with the man. He had the same look on his face as Hermes the first time my father sold me to him.

He circled me like a predator to prey, his gaze critically assessing me as he took in my body features. l took in a quiet deep breath. Clenching my fist to hold back my trembles, I awaited the inevitable.

“She is indeed,” he answered Hermes, spanking my bare butt cheeks. I flinched, squeezing my eyes close at the feel of his hand against my skin. It made my skin crawl. “Nice ass,” he commented, groping and spanking it harder before letting go.

He settled in front to overshadow me. I kept my gaze down to avoid his. I nearly threw up as I felt his fingers trail up my body. Vigorously, he rubbed my breast as if checking for a lump. After which his hands ran down to outline the edges of my curves.

“Firm boobs, perfect waist to hips ratio,” he said before aiming for my face next. He grabbed my chin and forced my face up, staring directly into my eyes. I whimpered under his hold as he turned my face from side to side, scrutinizing it. “Clear tender skin, nice facial structure,” he murmured approvingly before letting go.

He focused his attention back at Hermes. “This one's a good catch.”

"Yeah," Hermes bounced his head, beaming with pride. “But it wasn't easy getting her.”

I breathed out a little in relief, thinking the whole process was over. But it wasn’t. The man turned his attention back to me and smirked devilishly. “Now let’s find out if your inside is as good as your outside.”

“What?”…” I muttered, trying to make meaning out of his words when he suddenly found his way into my unaware hole.

He jammed two fingers inside and explored deep as if searching for something. I whimpered in shock mixed with pain, trying to hold back my groans as his fingers slithered around inside me.

Without another warning, he inserted another finger and another one, making it four inside me. He outstretched my walls to accommodate all the fingers and started thrusting, drilling to the hilt. “Take it bitch!” He growled at me. "Let's see how well you respond to man's touch."

My heart pounded painfully as I struggled to catch my breath. Tears broke out from my eyes, oceans of sobs filling my throat. I couldn’t withstand the pain. It was intense. I felt like I was being ripped apart from the inside.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling my tears set my eyes ablaze. I shook my head in agony and all I could manage to voice out was, “Stop…Please stop!”

He won’t so I tried to push him away. But Hermes immediately settled behind me. He wrenched my hands back and caged them behind me. I couldn’t move as I was trapped in between their dominantly imposing figures; the frontman, Hermes at the back, reminding me of the punishment that awaited me if I messed things up.

It took everything in me to endure the pain and discomfort. When the man finally drove out his fingers, I almost crumpled to the floor, trying to steady my erratic and painful breath. Hermes left my hands and held me up on my feet, trying to salvage what was remaining of me.

“Warm, slick and wet,” the man said, glancing at me with a naughty gleam flecking in his eyes before looking at his fingers that were wetted with my cream. I watched in horror, bile rising to my throat as he dipped all four wet fingers into his mouth, and suckled onto them like they were lollipops before releasing them with a slick pop. “Delicious too,” his lips curled lasciviously, that naughty gleam still in his eyes.

“I’ll take her. How much for this little flower?” He asked Hermes.

“Just 10 million,” Hermes answered, catching my attention as I couldn’t believe my ears.

Hermes smiled greedily, dollar signs flashing in his eyes. My heart shattered knowing I was being put up for another sale and listening to them negotiate my price like I wasn’t even there. Like I was nothing. At that point, I wished the ground would just slash open and swallow me in. Anything! To get away from these two monsters. To get away from this horror called life. Whoever this man was, no doubt he’d turn out twice the devil Hermes was. I barely survived the hell Hermes put me through. I wasn’t sure if I could make it through if I went with this new man. I must leave before he could take me.

“Come on Nolan,” Hermes tried to persuade him. “She is one of my best and prettiest slaves. You have felt and tasted her to attribute to that fact. It took me a lot to want to sell her off like this. I didn’t even put her up for auction. That’s to show you how special she is. The least I can do for you is 9.5 million. I can’t settle for anything less.”

“Very well then,” the man whose name I learned was Nolan half shrugged, taking out his phone from his suit pocket. “I’ll make the transfer payment right away.”

Hermes pushed me away and I almost..... He went to Nolan probably to give him his bank account details so he to transfer the money.

Listening to the two of them talk about me like I was some object was driving me insane. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to get out of this room. Get out of this castle. Not thinking of anything, I staggered to the door. This was my chance to escape. I didn't see them lock the door when Nolan came in so it must be open. Even though I knew the castle guards would be lurking outside the building, I still managed to find a way to get past them. I just needed to get away from these two devils first.

I grabbed the knob to open the door but to my greatest dismay, it wasn’t budging. I yanked on it harder but it still wasn’t budging.

“You bitch!” I heard Nolan curse.

When I turned to face them, my back pressed against the door, I saw the dangerous look on their faces. But Hermes looked even more dangerous and provoked like he wanted to punish me severely right there.

Why wasn't the door opening? They must have locked it from the outside. But I didn't hear it.

The man called out a strange name, something that sounded like “Knockout!” and suddenly, the door was pushed open from behind me. The force sent me crashing to the floor and I landed hard on my right elbow. I felt a sharp pain spark in my elbow like an electric shock, making me believe I might have hurt myself. But I didn’t check.

Knockout, who was Nolan’s guard hurried in, ready to act on his boss’s commands. But the moment he looked down and his eyes met mine, they softened. He wasn’t quick to act. Seeing me naked, he wasn’t like the other guards who looked at me with so much lust and were always ready to hurt me at first sight.