Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 37: love really is the downfall of a person..The whole room stops moving, dust static in mid air. Clyde feels the gun jerking slowly, the bullet ready to fly, everything almost over.Then he stops.He stops seeing himself from the outside, suddenly back in control of his own body. He uses the moment to move the gun away from Janina, breathing rapidly in relief before realising his anger is not gone.“Janina,” calls Lucius once again, half his body stretching in an attempt to pull the older away from her husband.The sound screeches and echoes inside Clyde’s ears, his eyes shooting up to see Lucius looking at him with fear.He is unsure about what makes him explode again, his relief washed off in the blink of an eye. Unknowing if it is the nickname he loves sounding so naturally on Lucius’s lips, if it is the terror dominating the eyes of the raven, confident Clyde is capable of shooting his own wife or if it is the second of hesitation it takes him to
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 38: an angel is not born to suffer .The moon is hiding tonight, the only light shining in the darkness of the night are the cold stars silently whispering in Althea’s ears. They murmur words of guilt and blame, obscuring her screaming thoughts until her regret is such she can’t bear it anymore.The fidgeting starts soon after, lasting long enough to catch Diaz’s attention.Trying to calm Althea down, the older runs his hand up her moving thigh, softly caressing the soft skin. The blonde is only wearing a long silk night gown that gives Diaz the need to touch her but without pushing it. Janina had talked to him about the importance of giving Althea enough time to heal.Althea, however, is scared once more, certain she can’t take another night of unforgiving rape. The moment she feels the warmth of a hand on her leg, she rushes to pick all her falling pieces, talking faster than she can think.“I want a tattoo,” spurts Althea out of nowhere. The words c
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 40: tattoos and pain .Althea scratches her left wrist, the irritated skin under the bandage giving her hell.“Stop scratching it,” orders Harley moving her hand forcefully. “If you keep scratching, it will get infected.” The blonde looks at the cook straight in the eye and keeps on scratching. “It doesn’t matter how much you scratch it, the tattoo won’t vanish.”Deaf to the truth, Althea keeps attacking the skin of her wrist over the bandage, the letters under it burning her every cell.It has been three days since she was tattooed in Diaz’s office. The whole process had gone smoothly. After she had drawn what she wanted on a piece of paper, the tattoo artist got to work, efficiently engraving Althea’s chest with the only word she was sure would keep her going:Never mindAfter the night before with Diaz and his dagger, the pain of a needle breaking her skin felt like nothing to Althea, merely another day.But the worst hadn’t come yet.Althea had been
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 41: I will free you, my Hope..“How did you open the wounds in your mouth again, Thea?” The cook keeps his voice tender and low, not to put more pressure on the younger. He is afraid that if he pushes Althea, the smaller will break, the million shatters barely holding together falling to the ground and breaking into dust.“I had the spoon in my mouth. I wanted to keep eating for you so I kept it there while I thought of a way to carve it out without Diaz knowing.”“It’s fine, the bleeding stopped already. Does it hurt?”“I didn’t notice, Harley, I’m sorry. Please don’t tell Diaz. I didn’t notice! I was thinking and— and— I didn’t notice, Harley! I promise!”The sudden screams take Harley aback. Althea becomes hysteric, screaming about how sorry she is while pleading the cook not to tell Diaz. The smaller sits, still screaming apologies, forcing Harley to sit as well, frozen, scared. The blonde suddenly shifts to her knees, running a hand over Harley’s
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 42: beauty, lust personified.Grabbing another one of the pills resting in her hand, Althea places the drug on her tongue, ready to get high. The blonde is about to swallow the drug in her mouth when a punch to the stomach forces her to spit it. She falls to the floor, grabbing her middle in pain while trying to get some air in her lungs. Althea lifts her gaze just in time to see Diaz walking past her. The brunette grabs Harley by the hair with no warning, and smashes his head against the floor.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, you piece of shit!” The brunette screams in anger as he hits the cook time and time again. Blood spills and clings to Diaz’s knuckles as he keeps hitting and screaming at the small body trying to ball into himself. “You worthless whore!”Althea tries to stop Diaz, fully aware that he can’t be stopped.“Diaz, please, please stop,” begs the blonde. “He’ll die! Please....”Diaz stops, rage fired in his eyes. He grabs the bl
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 43: Everything was destined..Two days after the first seizure, Althea learns that not being able to sleep even when exhausted is much better than having to run to the toilet every three minutes to vomit. She hasn’t eaten anything in days, as it only results in her puking it anyways. She is already used to not having any food but she isn’t sure she can be so happy about not being able to keep any liquids down either.Now, Althea lies on her back, crying and shivering as her head spins. She isn’t sure when was the last time she drank water but her mouth is impossibly dry, so much so, her tongue bleeds here and there because of the cracks in her skin. Desperate to feel something else, anything else, Althea grabs the dagger from the bedside table, and presses the blade against her skin. She makes one cut after the other, her hands so weak the blade shakes back and forth, digging deeper than intended. She focuses on the pain she can control, finally feelin
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 44: Nothing else needs to be said. .Diaz walks through the mansion with purpose, his expression somber enough to scare everyone around him into moving out of the way. It is barely the middle of the day but everyone is rushing around to complete their tasks which is why it annoys him when he sees Ronan in the small room at the back of the kitchen. The hitman’s schedule should be hectic enough to prevent him from wasting the day playing doctor with the cook, yet, there he is, squandering time.“Diaz,” says Ronan standing from his place next to Harley. He puts a hand on the chest of the brunette to stop him from going any further. Knowing Diaz like he does, his expression means he is pissed, and it isn’t directed at him.“He thinks I hate him!” Diaz slaps the hand on his chest, waiting for Ronan to defy him. When the hitman doesn’t, he turns to Harley who is too busy shivering and hurting from the withdrawal to notice what is happening. “This is all his f
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 45: oh don’t cry Janine .Kitty runs straight into Althea’s arms. The blonde is quick to bring him close, enjoying the licks and purrs of the cat. The whole reunion makes for a beautiful scene, except, Jana can’t focus on anything other than the appearance of the blonde. Skinny. Tired. Sick. Lifeless.“Thanks, Jana,” says Althea with a small smile. “For taking care of him while I couldn’t.”The mere words make Jana want to cry because Althea shouldn’t feel thankful, she should feel disgusted of her. Her inability to help her is outstanding. First Harley and now, Althea.I can’t help anyone.“It was nothing, my little chick,” answers Janina, her voice shaking.Lately, with everything that she is going through, Althea can’t walk or stand for too long without feeling faint. It is, of course, no surprise to her since she barely eats anything. She is also sure that being injured more often than not, is not helping her body strength. Even just carrying the lig
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 59: neither life or death .At first, Althea had thought of it as impossible. Soon enough she learnt that everyone knew the Cartel Family had defeated all the other mafias in past, rising to the elite position they enjoy now thanks to the strong loyalty everyone has for their leader. Yet, a chain is only as strong as its weakest link. And Althea was the weakest of them all.Surprisingly, collecting information about the weaknesses of the mansion and its security was the easiest part. In the beginning, Althea was overwhelmed by the complexity of the task just to find out that men talk an awful lot when they think the slut sucking them is only there for the drugs.The hardest, and also the most critical detail of the plan was to break the blind trust Diaz had in his inner circle, something he takes so much pride on.Slowly, innocently, Althea carved doubt against Clyde inside Lucius’s mind, poisoning Diaz’s loyal dog for months. Feeding into his obsessiv
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 58: mix of butterflies and vomit .Janina is about to cry out in pain when it gets swallowed by the shock sent through her whole body as a blade pierces her stomach. The pain that spreads rapidly to every cell in her body forces a gasp out of her."Did it really have to be like this?" says Janina in a forced breath. "Were you really looking for Clyde to kill him like this?"The brunette cries as she is stabbed again and again, the pain no longer giving her a break to think. But even as she fights to live, she is grateful. Because it is her who's dying."You deserve to die for what you did to her; what you did to me! How could you keep her away from me?" Lucius rambles without noticing who is the receiver of his violence. " She will be better without you. I will take care of her like you never did, and I will love her like she deserves. Everything is okay now. With you gone, Jana will finally love me too."With lost eyes and gone mind, Lucius stabs his on
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 57: did it have to come to this? .Getting to the room had been easy because of the fight mainly concentrating in the middle of the mansion, but getting to the other side where the entrance and the kitchen were, posed a bigger challenge than Althea expected. Which is why the moment the kitchen comes into view, Althea thanks her past self for leaning the mansion's lay out to perfection. All those sleepless nights finally paying off."HOLY FUCK!" Lucius screams. The raven is ready to leave the kitchen, finally sure that Janina isn't there, nor alive or dead, when he is met with a small body. Of course, with a lifetime of training and experience under his belt, the first thing Lucius does is to bring the small knife in his hand to Althea’s throat. "What are you doing here? Where is Diaz? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?"Still with a knife to her throat, Althea just looks at Lucius, eyes full of surprise. She wasn't expecting this."Ah, sorry, I guess y
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 56: commotion, constriction.The pair keeps walking, Althea with a hand set seductively on Diaz’s chest and the burette letting himself be led backwards. They step slow and carefully but never taking their eyes off each other. Even with panic rising inside her, Althea knows she can control the situation as long as she keeps her eyes hooded and lips puckered."You drive me crazy," growls Diaz. His voice is low and raspy, full of arousal."I know." Althea pushes him, forcing the taller to sit on the bed.Althea doesn't know if it is because of her new hair but she has a newfound courage helping her stay calm as she drops to her knees and licks her lips, wetting the pink flesh in preparation. Diaz doesn't miss the signal, immediately relaxing his thighs to let them open wider. The small body in between them moves close to undo the button on the expensive pants, her fingers expertly acting.Seeing Althea on her knees with blonde hair always made Diaz think t
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 55: the only way out .One step at a time, Althea walks out of the bathroom and into the walk-in wardrobe where she covers herself with one of the thick coats Diaz had brought her a few months ago. The fluffy piece of clothing hangs off her shoulders prettily, falling just under her butt. Once warm again, Althea gathers herself once more, ready to walk to the bed.Except her legs disagree.A moment she is standing and the next she is falling to the floor. There is nothing soft to break her fall as her body refuses to keep fighting gravity, her head bouncing on the hard surface.Her head hurts as much as her body now. There is nothing left in her. No power. No will. No hope. Nothing. She doesn't even care that her coat's zipper has fallen open, letting the harsh wind bite at her skin. Althea knows she has to move but she can't find a reason to do it. There is nothing waiting for her but pain. What does it matter if she hurts there, on the floor or outsid
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 54: classical, isn't it? .The windows and mirrors are blurred by condensation when Diaz enters the dance room. Althea is in the middle, unaware of the predatory eyes following her body dancing fluidly to a classical piece. The music is morbid and sad, the violin resounding in the whole room with its sorrow, moving the blonde's body from one side to the other. Althea lets the music move and bend her in different directions until she feels like she is a mere doll being controlled by the changing notes echoing in her bones.It is a beautiful and devastating sight. Somehow, the skinny blonde who couldn't even manage to stand on her own is now gliding on the floor, effortlessly. The way she dances makes Diaz want to cry because as Althea moves perfectly to the rhythm of a weeping violin, Diaz can see and feel the blonde dying. The dead ballad keeps on playing as the brunette's eyes fill with tears and his heart shrinks with the fear of losing the only perso
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 53: hidden innocence .Althea stays hidden under the blankets, scared to face the world but too restless to sleep. Her mind buzzes with guilt and unsaid words mixed with the memories of soft touches and pleasure. She feels disgusting, not because of what she caused but because of the fear of getting caught. She is scared Diaz is coming for her, scared of the brunette knowing, somehow, that it was her who sent the message. The heavy weight of what she has done rests on her body, crushing her soul against the bed, yet, there is a single pebble of relief. At least she got to free Harley. I will bear it so you can be free.Because it doesn’t matter what she does nor how she thinks, Harley can never be saved. He is too enamoured by the hitman and too traumatised by the Cartels. There is no escape when the prisoners don't know they are in a cage.Finally giving up on sleep, Althea hops out of bed. Her feet hit the floor harder than she expects, the iciness c
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 52: Call me Sunshine? .The memory of the first meeting when they decided the details for the attack comes to his mind, accompanied with an awful thought. He looks at Ronan with pity, almost begging for forgiveness for the words that he is about to say. “Harley knew.”The air turns heavy with those two words. Ronan feels his heart stop beating and his blood start rushing to his ears. Everyone is looking at him, and Diaz has hate in his eyes.“That is nonsense,” whispers Ronan, but he can’t bring himself to sound certain.“He was in the kitchen when we met,” says Diaz through gritted teeth. “He is the only other person who was there.”“Even if he wanted to, he has no way of contacting Fernandez! Come on, guys! He is just a cook.”“Don’t treat me like an idiot.” Diaz’s voice is low and threatening, making even the hitman tremble. “You don’t think I know about that old computer you gave him for Christmas last year?! Huh?!”“Wait, what the fuck! How dare you
Sold to Diaz Cartel.Chapter 51: who is the unfortunate being then ? .Days pass in a blink. The mansion is pure chaos. Everyone runs from one place to the other, rushing to complete the preparations for the fast approaching war. All the men know something big is about to happen. They can feel it in the air, travelling into their anxious bodies and coursing through their veins. Everything is such a haze, nobody notices the sneaky blonde hiding in plain sight, stealthily scurrying in and out of the room behind the kitchen. No one pays attention as she tiptoes delicately nor when she fills her pocket with a bunch of colourful pills.With every trip to the kitchen, the hoodie in the corner of the wardrobe fills up with more pills. Althea thanks her past self for being smart enough to keep secret stashes around Harley’s room. Just in case.With the last of her secret drugs in her underwear, Althea waits until she hears Lucius limp out of the room and lock the door behind him. After loc