Share

Chapter Seven

Author: Perpetual
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-04 17:33:12

Naomi's Pov

My eyes stared at the man who bought me. Ten million dollars was a whole lot of money. My goodness! What was he thinking?

"You can go over and meet your buyer." Alex announced and I sighed. What a way to remind myself that I was nothing but an object of sexual gratification.

He didn't rise like I expected him to do when I approached and I stilled when he didn't move a muscle. Who was this man who was acting like a statue?

"Let's go." He said when I neared him. It was so low but I heard the unmistakable command in it and I was a bit worried.

He didn't seem like a friendly man. There was a way he carried himself or better put, there was an air of confidence around him, he oozed danger and warmth.

Okay, Naomi, you're beginning to be distracted. I noticed a man walking close to him giving me the stink eye and I wondered what must have caused this.

"I'll send it to your account. Forward the details to me later." He said and the man nodded

We walked out of the hall together in my scanty dress and the first thing that hit me was the cool breeze. It was refreshing, as though I was by the beach. Well, what was I expecting when I had been holed up in that godforsaken place for the most of my life. I hated Alex's den.

I think I could plan my escape from here if that was possible. "Follow me to the car." My buyer ordered and I obeyed instantly.

A sigh escaped my lips when we saw a sleek Lamborghini laying wait for us. "Wow," I muttered softly. Well, a pauper couldn't purchase me for that price.

He walked to the other side and opened the door, climbed in while I stalled. He poked his head through the other window. " Aren't you coming?"

The crazy thoughts in my head flew away when he said that. This man probably had dangerous connections more than Alex so it wouldn't be wise to think of escaping. It could cause me more harm.

It wouldn't be more than sex, would it? And it wasn't as though I was a virgin that was afraid. With that thought, I held my head up high and walked into the car, flashed him a smile but it died as soon as it came.

"I didn't bring you here to have sex with you." He told me.

Oh? That was a first? It hit me in two ways. Didn't he find me attractive enough? That couldn't be the reason.

"You paid a fortune for me."

"I know that."

Okay, I think that's the best news that I have heard in a while. "So, if you don't want me sexually, why do you want me?" I inquired, my brain trying to figure out what he could be planning. " Or are you also like Alex, running a brothel?"

He only lifted his brows, I got it, he didn't like being spoken to unless he asked. I didn't mind, "You are not going to be doing any sexual job."

Now, I was confused. "You want me to be your maid?" I inquired again.

"Sort of."

I threw my head back and laughed scornfully. Was that what they called it now? "You bought a stripper, who has been used by many men as your slave. I don't mind, you don't need to sugarcoat the fact that I'm unworthy but being a maid is a bit too low for the amount you just wasted."

He ignored me and I felt a bit slighted. Even if he didn't feel that I was worth it, he wasn't supposed to show it that much. I guess I just had to be very quiet henceforth.

I noticed him staring at me and I looked into his eyes. They were beautiful. Green with flecks of brown around the rings. Magnificento. Don't ask how I knew French.

"Sleep."

"Sleep?" I muttered and before I knew what was happening my eyes began to flutter, excess dopamine was released to my brain and I...

A hand touched my shoulders gently and I jumped. It wasn't intrusive or anything just powerful. I felt electricity run through me. What just happened?

I looked up and saw the strange man staring at me. There was something sinister in his eyes. " What?"

"We are here, let's go in." He said and my eyes traveled behind him. I was astonished by the large gate that I saw. It was designed like the medieval times. I glanced at him again and he lifted me in his arms.

"We have no time to waste." He muttered and his fresh minty breath assaulted my face.

I relaxed in his hands as he carried me inside the gate. But something was a bit confusing. Why did he have to park the car outside and walk? Weren't we supposed to be driven into the compound?

The gates opened automatically and I saw the largest house that I had ever seen. Calling it a house didn't cut it. I think it would have been better called a mansion.

"Is this your house?" I inquired and he shrugged softly. "It's beautiful."

He ignored me again and a thought finally flew into my mind. What was he trying to do? This house was too big for only me to clean. I wouldn't be able to cope. " Am I the only maid here?"

"I don't like too much talk, my pets don't like the noise either."

"What pets?" I inquired as he set me on my feet as we reached the main entrance.

He swiped his card, placed his eye in front of the small hole and  tapped a button and the door opened. So much protocol for entering one's house. This means that I wouldn't be able to escape that easily.

We walked in and I took in the apartment, it was the state of the art. A soft drew away my attention and I turned in the direction of the sound. Two lions stared at me and I jumped into his arms.

What the hell?!

Related chapters

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter One

    Naomi's P. O. VLife had a very funny way of making you grow stronger, you know. It would strip you off things that you needed the most, and leave you stranded, or hanging by loose threads to it, like a fucking over used puppet. It was the same case with my life; I had become nothing but a rag doll, playing in the silly theater called life, an actor in a large game of the world. Hate the game, don't hate the player, they said. But in my case I just couldn't help but hate both. It must've been the day time again, or perhaps night. I didn't know any longer, considering that I had lost track of time, a very, extremely long while ago. I now existed in an unknown plane, at an unknown time, probably unknown to the world. It should have bothered me, that I was probably unknown, and most likely forgotten by the world on the outside, but it no longer did. It no longer stung like it did, a few years back. But then again, it might not have had been years. I might've just been reliving the

    Last Updated : 2024-12-04
  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Two

    Naomi's P. O. VI shut my eyes so tight and turned away, unable to bear the sight of what was going on. Their screams tortured me, and made me remember things that I tried my best to lock away. My eyes stung with unshed tears, each passing second making it harder not to cry as the sound of multiple cord whips sliced through the air like knives, before the sound of them landing on bare skin came. Then the screams followed. The boy and the girl begged; they begged for them to stop amidst tears. I didn't have to open my eyes to see that. Truly one could get used to their own pain and suffering, but never other's. Or maybe it was just me. Maybe I just still had that little sliver of humanity remaining in me, that made it impossible for me to bear the sight of the suffering and pain of others. Even when I couldn't do shit about it, I always wished that I could. But unfortunately I didn't own even my own life. The stupid mocking laughter of Albert and the others echoed within the large

    Last Updated : 2024-12-04
  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Three

    Naomi's P. O. VI stood before him in my usual attire that they dressed me up in, anytime he requested for my presence; a light pink colored, strapless body tight dress, and some high heels. My hair was held up into a high ponytail, and there was light make-up applied on my face. I looked like what he wanted me to look like; a doll. A Barbie doll to be precise. That's how he liked his "toys". My eyes were cast down as usual, and a plastic fake smile was plastered on my face. He liked it when we smiled. In a case where we didn't, he would make sure to punish us in the most severe of ways. My whole body was already hurting, and the rod bruises we're just the icing on the cake. I didn't think that I could have handled more, so I'd rather be something that I hated with passion. The bright side of it though, was the fact that I had taken a shower, gotten all cleaned up, and my bruises were tended to. We all waited for the days that he would pick us, only for the anticipation of feeling

    Last Updated : 2024-12-04
  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Four

    Naomi's P. O. VI sat in the tiny cubicle like structure, as water from the shower head above cascaded over me. The relatively warm water soothed my muscles, and merged with the slow tears running down my face, totally drowning them by making them a part of the water that dripped from my cheeks and face, to the floor. The events of the day flowed before me, like scenes of a silent movie playing in strips of films. My body ached all over, making me feel like I had gotten into a brutal fist fight, and got more bruises than I should have. Maybe I did get into s fight. How else was I to describe the way in which I was violently treated, if not as a one sided war? The only thing that I could do was take all the hits, all the torture. I could only lay motionlessly on any surface that I was placed on, before being made use of in every way possible. My heart wrenched at the memories; how had I become nothing more than a rag doll to fellow human beings? How had the world turned so twisted t

    Last Updated : 2024-12-04
  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Five

    Naomi's P. O. VI stood there confused and shocked about the flood of girls that suddenly rushed into the showers, not able to reason what was going on. There were like a hundred girls of all ages in here, if not more, and all naked. I just stood there, unable to move due to fear that I would perhaps hit someone or something. I knew that I had to ask someone, or else I wouldn't know how to move, or what to do next. Nothing made any sense, and it wasn't an all that wonderful feeling to be caught unaware by your surroundings. "Hey, please excuse me..." I asked, trying to call the attention of a girl with long dark brown locks and beautiful large green eyes. She had to be a few years younger than me, perhaps seventeen or so. She had scars on her back and arms, most of them terribly fresh, the rest slightly starting to fade away. Looking at her carefully, I knew that I had recognized her from somewhere, for her face looked so familiar to me. That is when I realized that she was the

    Last Updated : 2024-12-04
  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Six

    Naomi's PovMy legs froze for a minute as I tried to fathom what was happening. Why was I the first person called? Alex would never allow me to be sold or would he? A hand hit the door and I jumped out of my thoughts. "I'm sure that you're not deaf are you?" As if free from bounds, my legs finally moved. The girl I hugged earlier stared at me with pity and fear in her eyes. I was going to be sold. I was leaving this place that I had become very familiar with and it was really baffling. "I'm sorry about that.""Now, go to that room. Marcella would prepare you. We can't have you looking shabby. Your buyer is not a pauper." The man sneered at me. Well, these men were horrible people and they would do whatever they liked just to feel good and most importantly make money. I had gone past the point of caring if they had a conscience. It must have been seared a long time ago and I didn't have time to worry about them one bit. Marcella turned to inspect me from head to toe and she clicke

    Last Updated : 2024-12-04

Latest chapter

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Seven

    Naomi's PovMy eyes stared at the man who bought me. Ten million dollars was a whole lot of money. My goodness! What was he thinking?"You can go over and meet your buyer." Alex announced and I sighed. What a way to remind myself that I was nothing but an object of sexual gratification.He didn't rise like I expected him to do when I approached and I stilled when he didn't move a muscle. Who was this man who was acting like a statue?"Let's go." He said when I neared him. It was so low but I heard the unmistakable command in it and I was a bit worried.He didn't seem like a friendly man. There was a way he carried himself or better put, there was an air of confidence around him, he oozed danger and warmth.Okay, Naomi, you're beginning to be distracted. I noticed a man walking close to him giving me the stink eye and I wondered what must have caused this."I'll send it to your account. Forward the details to me later." He said and the man noddedWe walked out of the hall together in m

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Six

    Naomi's PovMy legs froze for a minute as I tried to fathom what was happening. Why was I the first person called? Alex would never allow me to be sold or would he? A hand hit the door and I jumped out of my thoughts. "I'm sure that you're not deaf are you?" As if free from bounds, my legs finally moved. The girl I hugged earlier stared at me with pity and fear in her eyes. I was going to be sold. I was leaving this place that I had become very familiar with and it was really baffling. "I'm sorry about that.""Now, go to that room. Marcella would prepare you. We can't have you looking shabby. Your buyer is not a pauper." The man sneered at me. Well, these men were horrible people and they would do whatever they liked just to feel good and most importantly make money. I had gone past the point of caring if they had a conscience. It must have been seared a long time ago and I didn't have time to worry about them one bit. Marcella turned to inspect me from head to toe and she clicke

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Five

    Naomi's P. O. VI stood there confused and shocked about the flood of girls that suddenly rushed into the showers, not able to reason what was going on. There were like a hundred girls of all ages in here, if not more, and all naked. I just stood there, unable to move due to fear that I would perhaps hit someone or something. I knew that I had to ask someone, or else I wouldn't know how to move, or what to do next. Nothing made any sense, and it wasn't an all that wonderful feeling to be caught unaware by your surroundings. "Hey, please excuse me..." I asked, trying to call the attention of a girl with long dark brown locks and beautiful large green eyes. She had to be a few years younger than me, perhaps seventeen or so. She had scars on her back and arms, most of them terribly fresh, the rest slightly starting to fade away. Looking at her carefully, I knew that I had recognized her from somewhere, for her face looked so familiar to me. That is when I realized that she was the

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Four

    Naomi's P. O. VI sat in the tiny cubicle like structure, as water from the shower head above cascaded over me. The relatively warm water soothed my muscles, and merged with the slow tears running down my face, totally drowning them by making them a part of the water that dripped from my cheeks and face, to the floor. The events of the day flowed before me, like scenes of a silent movie playing in strips of films. My body ached all over, making me feel like I had gotten into a brutal fist fight, and got more bruises than I should have. Maybe I did get into s fight. How else was I to describe the way in which I was violently treated, if not as a one sided war? The only thing that I could do was take all the hits, all the torture. I could only lay motionlessly on any surface that I was placed on, before being made use of in every way possible. My heart wrenched at the memories; how had I become nothing more than a rag doll to fellow human beings? How had the world turned so twisted t

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Three

    Naomi's P. O. VI stood before him in my usual attire that they dressed me up in, anytime he requested for my presence; a light pink colored, strapless body tight dress, and some high heels. My hair was held up into a high ponytail, and there was light make-up applied on my face. I looked like what he wanted me to look like; a doll. A Barbie doll to be precise. That's how he liked his "toys". My eyes were cast down as usual, and a plastic fake smile was plastered on my face. He liked it when we smiled. In a case where we didn't, he would make sure to punish us in the most severe of ways. My whole body was already hurting, and the rod bruises we're just the icing on the cake. I didn't think that I could have handled more, so I'd rather be something that I hated with passion. The bright side of it though, was the fact that I had taken a shower, gotten all cleaned up, and my bruises were tended to. We all waited for the days that he would pick us, only for the anticipation of feeling

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter Two

    Naomi's P. O. VI shut my eyes so tight and turned away, unable to bear the sight of what was going on. Their screams tortured me, and made me remember things that I tried my best to lock away. My eyes stung with unshed tears, each passing second making it harder not to cry as the sound of multiple cord whips sliced through the air like knives, before the sound of them landing on bare skin came. Then the screams followed. The boy and the girl begged; they begged for them to stop amidst tears. I didn't have to open my eyes to see that. Truly one could get used to their own pain and suffering, but never other's. Or maybe it was just me. Maybe I just still had that little sliver of humanity remaining in me, that made it impossible for me to bear the sight of the suffering and pain of others. Even when I couldn't do shit about it, I always wished that I could. But unfortunately I didn't own even my own life. The stupid mocking laughter of Albert and the others echoed within the large

  • Sold To The Cruel Vampire King   Chapter One

    Naomi's P. O. VLife had a very funny way of making you grow stronger, you know. It would strip you off things that you needed the most, and leave you stranded, or hanging by loose threads to it, like a fucking over used puppet. It was the same case with my life; I had become nothing but a rag doll, playing in the silly theater called life, an actor in a large game of the world. Hate the game, don't hate the player, they said. But in my case I just couldn't help but hate both. It must've been the day time again, or perhaps night. I didn't know any longer, considering that I had lost track of time, a very, extremely long while ago. I now existed in an unknown plane, at an unknown time, probably unknown to the world. It should have bothered me, that I was probably unknown, and most likely forgotten by the world on the outside, but it no longer did. It no longer stung like it did, a few years back. But then again, it might not have had been years. I might've just been reliving the

DMCA.com Protection Status