CHAPTER ONE
I could not remember my life outside the four walls of the place I had been locked in for so long but I remember the look on my family’s face while I was being taken away, relief and happiness. That was the day I realized you only have yourself in this world, just you. Life within these walls was my own hell, a hell I had to burn through day and night.
The stench of fear, was strong in the room, the barely there lights cast an eerie glow on the faces of the terrified girls huddled together. I had lost all sense of time within the confines of this place. At first, I had counted each passing day and night, but as they stretched into months, I abandoned the idea.
The room was quiet, aside the usual sniffles and dry cough, the rest of the girls were lost in their own world, some sleeping while others stared off into space. Beyond the room, I could hear the boots and cheers of the men, they were probably drinking again, and I feared what would happen when they run out of alcohol or things to entertain them. When it happened, they turned to taunting and hurting us for entertainment.
My trembling body was pressed against other girls who shared my fate. One of the girls had begun to cry loudly, her body wracking with harsh sobs, the girls beside her tried to comfort her, whispering words I knew held no meaning in this place, with a hand around her shoulder. Her sobs grew louder by the minute and soon I could no longer hear the laughter of the men. As if on cue, the door to the room swung open, making me hold my breath in fear. One of the men walked in, his hand wrapped tightly around a pistol, his eyes scanned each of us before settling on the crying girl. He took a few steps towards her before yanking her off the floor by her arm, we watched with bated breaths as she staggered to her feet, her loud cries had slowed down to violent tremors.
“The sound of you crying is beginning to piss me, shut the hell up!” He shouted in her face, shaking her with such force it almost sent her to the ground if not for the right grip on her arm.
The girl responded, her voice shaky. "P-please I just want to go home."
Her confession amused the man holding her, he let out a loud laugh, it sounded empty and menacing. His eyes settled on her when his laughter had died down. Nothing could have prepared us for what happened next, one minute we were watching the exchange and the next minute there was a loud smack and we watched the girl crumble to the ground holding her cheek, blood dripping from her split lip. I couldn’t help the gasp that left my lips, or the tears that welled up in my eyes, seeking comfort, I huddled closer to the girl on my left.
“You are delusional if you think you are gonna leave this place, this is your new home now sweetheart, get used to it.” He taunted, waving his gun in the air. “In fact, why don’t I give you a tour of your new home, a welcome home gift even.”
With that, he roughly snatched her off the floor again and hurled her towards the door, ignoring her pleas. “Stop please let me go! Please I beg you.”
I listened to her scream and shout until they were out of earshot. I was terrified, this was the second girl they had taken out of this room, the first had still not returned, I assumed she was dead already. The other girls tried to silent their whimpers and stifle the sobs. We had just witnessed that crying too loudly drew the attention of the men, and seemed to fuel their anger.
I felt a nudge on my side, I turned my head to see Anna, the somewhat friend I had made while here, “Do you think she’s going to come back?” I didn’t have the answer to her question but for both our sakes I offered a wry smile hoping it would do some good in calming her nerves.
“I don’t know Anna, I don’t know.” It was silent after that.
I had just started drifting off to sleep when a nudge came again, tiredly I glanced at Anna, she had this determined look in her eyes that scared me as much as it made me curious.
“We are going to escape,” she said with a sure nod. I continued to stare at her in confusion.
“Stop joking around Anna and try to be quiet okay?” I moved to lay on my side trying to get comfortable but Anna wouldn’t let me be. This time when I gave her my attention, she was waving a pocket knife in the air. I was quick to bring the hand holding the knife down, looking around to make sure no one had seen that.
“Are you out of your mind Anna? Where did you get that from?” I asked in a hushed voice.
“I stole it from one of the men when I went to the bathroom earlier,” she admitted with a proud grin, I shook my head at her, her idea was dangerous and I did not want to be a part of it.
“Come on Elena, Do you want to die in here? When they come in again, we can use this knife,” she argued.
I tried to object but a part of me liked the idea, wanted to execute it even, who knows, we might be able to make it out of here.
“Okay, but how?” Anna’s smile grew wider as she proceeded to explain the plan to me in details.
“When they return, you’ll distract them. Just pretend you are sick or something and when he leans in to check on you, I’ll attack him with this knife.”
We waited for our chance. My breathing deepened as footsteps of the men drew closer. The door opened and two of the men entered inside. I feigned sickness, clutching my stomach and groaning, the men were at my side instantly, looking over me. From the corner of my eye, I watched Anna rise to her feet, slowly approaching one of them from behind. But just as Anna lunged at him, the man spun around, his eyes locking on the knife, in a seconds he had the knife in his hand and Anna on the ground.
I took pride in being rational, thinking things through but I hadn’t considered the consequences if Anna’s plan was to fall through, I only realized how stupid it was when the first blow came, and the next, and the one after that.
Anna watched from the corner as I took the beating for both of our actions, she had been quick to deny everything and pretend like I was the one who found the knife and orchestrated everything. I struggled against the men while she watched
me, occasionally mouthing the words “I’m sorry”
CHAPTER TWO Pain erupted from all over my body. My fingers shook as I gently probed the wound on my cheek, wincing at the searing pain that shot through me. I could feel the blood flowing out of it and it made me cry harder, on top of that, my side throbbed with a dull ache, and I feared they may have broken some ribs. They left me alone probably realizing if they continued hitting me, I could die. Moments passed before the door groaned open again, flooding the room with harsh, blinding light as more men entered. Their faces held no emotion, their eyes cold."Get up! all of you!" one of them barked, cocking his gun, eliciting screams from us.I cautiously rose to my feet, limping with each step, the chains on our feet clinking with every movement. The room felt even smaller as we were led toward the door like a group of helpless animals. We came to a stop in the middle of an open floor, in a single line like we had been trained to do any time we moved out together. I was still in pai
CHAPTER THREEAs I stood, my fingers continuously gripped the short ends of the dress I had been forced to wear, to pull it down but it kept riding back up my thighs. The dress clung uncomfortably to my body, pressing against my sides, making bouts of of pain erupt anytime I moved. The dress was a size too small that did nothing to hide the creases of my body. We were ordered to stand on a straight line again, during this time, Anna had found her way back to my side, she tried to apologize once but I ignored her, I was not in the mood for her chatter. I was still upset with her and I wanted to make sure she knew it.In the distance, the auctioneer's voice echoed, announcing and describing us like objects to be bought and sold, which in this instance, I admit we actually are. I tried to block out his vile words, focusing on the faces of my fellow captives. Some cried quietly, while others trembled in fear. I prayed for my soul, wherever it may end up tonight.From where I stood I was a
CHAPTER FOUR It has been a week since I began living and working in the mansion and I couldn’t help but notice the men in black with different sizes of guns strapped to their bodies, patrolling the outskirts of the mansion. At first I felt strange about having a bunch of armed men around me but I soon got used to them, even though I made conscious effort to avoid them. During my short time here, I'd grown close to the rest of the domestic staff, enjoying the normal human interactions I'd been denied for so long. The mansion buzzed with an strange energy that morning. I tried to ask Maria about it, but she brushed me off, telling me to focus on my work and when I tried to ask Alicia, she sneered at me in response. My curiosity peaked even more after that. "What's going on, Gigi? Everybody seems so busy today" I ask as we folded the clean laundry together. "You don't know?" She must have noticed from my expression that I was clueless, “Honestly Lena, I’m starting to think you real
CHAPTER FIVEI felt like a deer caught in the trap of a hunter. His grip on the gun unwavering the gun, his intense gaze drilling into my trembling form."I do not like repeating myself, gattina. Who in the hell are you?" His voice echoed his anger. The gun was still pointed at me and it brought back memories I had desperately tried to suppress. I told him my name, my voice barely above a whisper, but before he could respond, the door opened, and the man who had bought me at the auction entered."Merda, Luciano! What happened?" The shock was clear in his voice as he observed the scene in front of him from the doorway. (Shit Luciano)"I should be the one asking you, Franco. I return and find some girl in my room, claiming to be a maid," The Don replied, his eyes trailing the length of my body before looking away, showing his lack of interest. "I didn't know we were taking in strays, Franco." The insult felt like salt on an open wound.Franco cleared his throat, to explain the situatio
CHAPTER SIX Though Gigi tried calming me down I was still shaking. The Don Luciano I just had an encounter with a few minutes ago didn't seem like someone whose words are to be taken lightly. My fingers were fidgeting due to the fear I felt inside me. I felt like crying and yelling, I felt like running away from the world and everything it comes along with. I've Indeed had lots of bad memories until now and even now I know it's never getting better. I tried as much as I could to calm myself and continue with my chores. Slacking off isn't a choice I have the right to make. I'm like a slave, brought in to work all my life and get nothing out of it. My life has been condemned to pain, labor, and anguish. "I am Don Luciano Vitello," he declared with authority, his eyes locked onto mine. "And I demand absolute obedience from those who work for me. I should punish you, Elena," I recalled the exact words of Don Luciano and this instilled in me so much fear, that I began to have a panic attac
CHAPTER SEVENThe terror and fear I faced in the last 12 hours reminded me of the shit I had passed through for the last 6 months of my life. From the betrayal from my family to the maltreatment I received from Boris and his men; the betrayal from Anna and now the setup by Alicia. At this point, I am tired of human association because it has only brought me pain and suffering, going from one misfortune to another. Life has become meaningless and dark. So I decided to spend my remaining days in this house living as an invisible maid. Never to cross paths with Don, Franco, or any other person that could complicate my life any further. I went to Maria while she was having a good time with nature in the mansion's garden. I touched her on her arm and this made her turn towards me. "Elena, hope everything is alright," she asked me with concern in her eyes. I guess as a mother she could see how troubled I was and how unusually calm I have become. "I want to have an important conversatio
CHAPTER EIGHTDON LUCIANOI went to a business meeting for the expansion of my telecommunication company. I arrived earlier at the conference room so I waited for another 15 minutes before other lazy executives began to walk in. After 5 minutes they were all settled in and the meeting began. It lasted for approximately 1 hour and 30 minutes. I discussed the terms for the expansion and got them to sign the documents for this expansion. On my way out of the conference room, a lady walked past me. She was about 5'4 same as Elena she had the same body structure. I was so surprised and happy seeing her here so I walked faster to go touch her but then remembered that she could only work at his mansion because she was a maid bought to serve. This made him groan and moved his mood from excited to angry. Why Is she in my mind so much that I imagine others who are the same height as her to be her? What has this little witch done to me to make me like this? Come to think of it, I haven't seen he
CHAPTER NINE ELENA All day I haven't come across Maria. She always comes into the kitchen first thing in the morning to instruct the chefs on what to prepare for the day and to take coffee up to Don Luciano's room and also checks in on me as she has someone who grew attached to me. She has become the proper mother that I never had. I was unsettled about the fact that I hadn't seen him almost all day so I asked the chief chef about Maria and that was when he mentioned that Maria was feeling unwell that's why she couldn't come into the kitchen today.I requested that the chief chef give me permission to prepare some porridge for her and a few medications to take up to her room. He granted me the permission that I sought.I happily prepared porridge and took some medication to her room which is located at the right wing of the mansion. I knocked and heard a faint "Come in"I went in to find Maria weak and coughing on her bed. I sat her up and hugged her. "Why didn't you ask someone to info