SINS. A STANGER

I hug Ajay's arm tight, and he possessively encompasses my waist as if he owns any right to it. Ooh, I forgot. I am his property now. His toy - his sex toy and I know better than to resist his disgusting grip. Him being this close to me enhances more to the suffocating scent of the pheromones he smudged on me earlier. If he was a wolf, I would be having a deep unbearable wound on my neck denoting how he savagely marked me.

Walking in through the foyer of what is termed as ”the entertainment room”, my mind drifts away from my sad tale to the heart-wrecking scenery of poor girls twerking their naked arses on the dance floor. It's their job - not out of their own will, but a job they are forced into. The sight makes my heart bleed with the thirst for justice, and the pitiful howls from my heart escalate when I see men walking to the stage and drenching the girls with alcohol, touching them so sinfully.

I slam my ass on the seat at the reserved space for the Don and I - his special toy. My spine twitches as I crouch down, and a piercing pain erupts between my legs, making me regret not being careful. I nibble my lower lip and my eyes shut on their own. The image of him ripping my walls a couple of hours ago flickers in my mind, and I suck back the tears coercingly threatening to break away from my miserable pools.

He broke me. He has eroded my purity in the most insolent way. He took away my pride, but I won't allow him to break me any further. I have nothing left to lose anymore, and this will be my strong weapon against this heartless monster.

"Are you okay?" His voice makes its way to my ears despite the loud banging echoes of the music.

Charring face from the soreness of his slaps. A throbbing pussy from a forced sex. Every inch of my body is in pain. An infuriating emotional agony for being incapacitated and hopeless to disentangle myself from his clutches and his evil kingdom, and from this immeasurable pain stinging like a knife into my heart. Am I okay? If pain has ever been an 'okay' thing, then yes.

"Yes." I respond, masking my loath for him as I flash a glare into his scary eyes.

His hands and tool have articulated how evil and ruthless he can get, and his eyes are a good reminder of the monster he is. I can swear from their dangerous gazes that I haven't even heard or seen enough of his animosity.

"I am not scared anymore. I will dig out his secrets one by one. Finding a way out of this evil screaming place is my sole motive now. I will someday have you monster at my feet, whatever it costs. I have nothing to lose, after all. You took it all from me. You will pay, Ajay, with your LIFE!" My inner voice screams.

"Master!" I snap to the voice of a masculine guard leaning to his ears.

"Speak!" The monster retorts faintly, sipping on his liquor and relishing its disgusting taste down his throat.

Not like I know how it tastes, though. I don't think I ever tasted this shit even in my last life which is still a misery.

"She has turned wild again. She hasn't also taken any of her meds or meals today."

That got me super curious. Is it her? That woman that joy was talking about? Is she sick?

I drag my gaze at Ajay. He seems lost to a point of closing his eyes. Whoever this person is, I feel the urge to find her. To know who she is.

"Boss? I think we should just finish her off!"

Ajay's eyes peel in a flicker, and the guard regrets his words as soon as they leave his mouth. Ajay grabs his collar, pulling his face to his, his eyes firing arrows of danger at the trembling man.

"Don't you dare do anything as stupid as hurting her, because you will pay with your blood, Ronald! Do I make myself clear?" Ajay fumes between gritted teeth, a dangerous whisper that echoes more than a roar.

"Yes, boss! I am sorry!" The man in the name of Ronald responds, and Ajay nudges him out of his face, taking a second to fix his suit.

Ajay stands up, throwing me a glance before turning to the shuddering Ronald.

"Keep watch on her. Make sure none of these dogs gets their filthy hands on her!" He addresses the guard.

As if his are not filthy!

"Sure, boss!" Came the response of Ronald, walking a short distance closer to me, but maintaining a safe distance as well.

"I have to take care of something. I will be back in a minute." Ajay explains to me.

As if I care about his explanations of what he does.

All the same, I nod my head, acting dumb while in real sense, I want him to take me with him so that I can meet that woman. But I know better than to let the curiosity wash over me and stir some trouble. Before walking away, he plants a disgusting kiss on my cheek that leaves me scraping his contact off my skin. If only that's possible...

I dart my eyes around the sins taking place in this evil hall. The dance floor is flooded. The girls are adhering to the rules that guarantee their safety in this place by entertaining the hungry beats who are taking excessive pleasure in what they have invested in. The sight of the girl's naked ass grinding on the men's fronts while these dogs rummage their hands on every inch of the girls' bodies is impairing my vision. Ajay is right on one thing, these men are shameless disrespectful sex maniacs!

Averting my gaze from the emotional torture brought about by that scenery, I ricochet my distress around the corners of this black-painted hall. Black-representing the dark sins taking place here. The evil roaming in this whole place. No other colour would have fitted these walls better. The red lanterns on the walls are doing enough justice in illuminating the black-painted hall. Good combination - red and black. Evil and danger. Cold and deep.

As I distract myself from the pain from my body and soul, and from the unsettling aura of this cursed hall, taking my eyes for a jaunt around, scanning around the few individuals left seated, my vision rests on this particular individual that makes cold chills jolt my painful spine as our gazes meet. He has the most beautiful eyes, and I can make that out even with the distance between us. He ought to have been eying me for a while, and he doesn't care to even blink even after I discovered his stare at me.

I swallow hard!

Unlike all the dogs who are suckling on the pleasure of having sweet arses on their disgusting fronts grinding on them and stroking their cocks, his girl is well planted on his lap. His one arm is crossed over his chest while he is fondling the glass of whiskey with the other. He seems kinda disinterested, and the girl in his company is the luckiest of all in this club, I would say.

My stern analysis of the God of beauty is cut short by Ajay's return. I gust in a good amount of air that I didn't know I was holding.

"Did anyone bother you?" Ajay asks as he settles beside me on the leather seat, his hand claiming my waist.

I shake my head, my eyes doing a mental roll as I dart them away from him. Coincidentally, I find myself staring at that pair of deep beautiful pools again. They seem to posses a strong magical spark because I find my eyes glued to them for a moment, and I at some point wish I was the one parked on his lap.

Why is he looking at me like this?

Before I do anything that will put my life and that of this mysterious man in jeopardy, or evoke a catastrophic incident here, I chose to ignore this stranger, making a mental note not to turn in that direction again, but I was too late. I feel my sore cheeks being caged between Ajay's hand, his fingers digging into my irritated skin, plodding my face to his irritating one. I push the pain of his impact down to my guts, closing my eyes to the more arising pain.

"You are not supposed to look anywhere else when I am talking to you, bitch! Who the fuck got your attention, huh?" He spits calmly, but I can feel his aggravated breathing from here, indicating how angry he is.

I peel my eyes, boring into his dangerous ones. I wish I can get on his nerves like this without getting hurt. It would give me so much contentment to mess up his pathetic ego without bearing the laborious consequences.

And wait, is he jealous? The way he is fuming. The way he is stressing his grip on me. Is this possessiveness? Why?

"I will gladly feed you to these dogs if that's what you want. Just say the word, Ella, and for the first time in my life, I will obey someone." He adds with a heavy faint tremor, gazing into my eyes.

"Such beauty! And all you can do is hurt her?"

A voice echoes so near to me. A voice so deep and sweet. A voice that arouses something strange in my belly, causing a volcano of a thousand feelings in my body. As my face slips away from Ajay's loose grip, I find myself springing to my feet, whirling in the direction of that voice.

An endearing allure frame towers before me with the most deepest and beautiful polls that threatens to draw me into their deepest depths. He is not afraid of conveying his rapture for me even in front of the evil monster.

Such guts! I shudder, while Ajay yanks me aiming to nudge me behind him in a single swift, but I find myself striving to halt on his side so that I can take in this charm before us which I succeed by sheer chance.

"I'm in a good mood today, but that doesn't mean I will hesitate to rip your empty skull with bullets if you don't mind your business." Ajay warns, and the stranger smirks at the monster, angering this beast to the core, while I, I admire the hard balls of this stranger!

Too bad, I can't afford a smile. I would have joined him in laughing at this jerk.

"I know that, boss!" The stranger responds, a smirk still evident on his beautiful pink lips.

Moist, and so full. The pinkish colour makes them so kissable. The lips have it!

"Yet, you still dared?" Ajay implores.

"Come on, Don! Look at her. Her beauty is outshining the lights of this hall, but that won't last for long if this is how you are going to behave with her. A beauty so rare, needs special care." The last bit is a whisper that makes even the monster tremble.

My!

"Rule number two, in case you are new. Have all the fun you want, go home, and return for more fun the following day. And rule one is, don't mess with the boss, which you are doing. Who are you to think that you can question how I treat my toy?"

Fuck that name. Toy? Screw you, bastard! I had to look away in shame, but not for long because, yeah, who is this man with such guts to question this monster?