CHAPTER 1

SHANNEL'S POV

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked, obviously having a hard time. I saw how his adams apple moved because of his successive swallowing. He tilted his head and I could see his sharp jaw with a few stubbles that made him even more handsome.

I laughed softly when I felt that he was moving and rubbing himself to me while holding my waist. What now? He was just angry earlier but why does he seem to be in much restraint now? I was just grinding on his lap. There's nothing wrong with what I'm doing, right?

I shrieked when he pushed me forcefully to the bed. I was shocked by his sudden action that my mouth was left gaping. I couldn't even had a time to react when he suddenly covered my lips. Heaven.

I moaned softly. I guess I push his buttons too deep because he seemed to be punishing me now. I pulled his soft hair and pulled it away from my face. I know I am a natural flirt when it comes to him but I can't breathe anymore for Pete's sake.

He stroked my waist up and down and lifted my blouse effortlessly. I pretty know where this is going. But it's okay, I like it too. Me under his mercy.

His kiss fell on my neck but we were both stunned when we heard a series of knocks on the door. Dead. Who would dare disturb Hunter while he was in our room? This man is not nice when he is deprive of something and that something now is my body.

I felt his heavy breath on my neck before lifting himself to stand. I remained lying on the bed while I watched him fixed his fitted shirt. I was in awe but I would not tell him his ruthlessly handsome because I know he knows it himself.

Why am I here again? Yeah, right. Collateral payment because of my so-called parents. Life fucks me harder than Hunter, indeed.

I bit my lip so hard to stop giggling when I saw his round ass bouncing as he walked towards the door. He's not only handsome, he's delicious too. Perfect for breakfast, lunch, snack and dinner.

I shook my head unbelievably. I was now infected with his dirty mind.

"What do you need?" he said in a deep voice. Oh dear gosh, can we just flirt all day with no disturbance?!

I sat on the end of the bed. I can't see who he's talking to because the crack in the door is small while his big back is blocking my view.

"I am so sorry to disturbed your intimate time with your adorabile schiava," his friend said laughing at him. I rolled my eyes heavenwards because I could no longer understand some of what he said apart from the meaning of schiava that slave. So what? Gorgeous slave should be what he says.

I am in my dreamland where we are real couple but Cadence slaps me the reality hard.

"I'm not kidding you." Hunter retorted with a hint of annoyance. Oh, oh. Don't make him angry if you want to live longer.

They were already talking in a weaker voice and I could hear nothing in their conversation except their murmurs. As if I was interested in hearing their conversation. If it's about their so-called mafia organization, not thanks.

After their conversation Hunter turned to me. I raised an eyebrow at him because when he has no emotions I can't read his mind. Just a little push, I will be convince that he is a human robot.

He didn't answer, instead turned his back on me.

Why did I even expect him to let me know what's on his mind? I'm just a mere sex slave to him. It sounds pathetic but I know what to call myself with my situation. I'm just here to give him pleasure because otherwise he might continue his plan to give me to someone else. Like before.

When he left, I fell asleep. I have no intention of waiting for him, and for what? I can't even get out and go to other parts of this hell place. I was just confined to a room with a fancy surroundings.

I wonder if Hunter will go poor when I steal his things and sell them. The answer is obviously not because he is so rich that even if I take all the valuables in his house it is just a coin to him. Lucky the woman he will love...

I woke up that afternoon. Fortunately, there is a window here and gadgets to keep me entertain. I know that those gadgets are monitored by him. He should feel at ease because there is no one I could ask to save me from this hell.

I heard the doorknob click. I straightened my posture because I knew who was coming.

The first thing I noticed was his furrowed eyebrows and his deep stare at everything he stared at. For sure there is a problem with his business. I can't accept that, that how he makes tons of money. He was the same as those who killed mercilessly without even blinking. He's a monster in disguise by a greek god.

I approached him even though I knew he was angry, “Hey,” calling his attention. He ignored me and loosen up his belt. I am used to his cold treatment. Sometimes he doesn't talk to me and is always by my side when he wants sex.

When he took off his coat, he suddenly pulled me to his side. He kissed me deeply. I can not feel any love by his actions and just pure lust. I can feel his frustrations by how he kissed me hard like kissing me could take away his problems.

He quickly took off my dress and followed my black lace bra. I have not been able to follow what happened next because I am too focused on the pleasure that his body brings and how his sinful hands caressed every part of my body.

He bit the sensitive skin on my neck and then sucked it. We fell on the bed and then he undressed himself. I could not do anything but to beg and shout his name countless of times.

We did that a few rounds until I fell asleep again because I was so tired and weak. Where does he get the energy to wear me out all the time?

**

I woke up to find myself in a crowded room. The room where I was was too familiar for me because I had a lot of bad memories here. Too sorrowful to forget.

What am I doing here?

I heard the noise of flying objects. I sighed and then got up. This scenario is not new in my daily life. I left the room and was about to have a heart attack when I saw a rice cooker flying in my direction. Since I was a ninja before I quickly avoided it. Being born with a toxic really enhances my reflex. It's not that bad after all.

I just went straight to my sister’s room. I need to wake her up because she's still going to school. I know I'm beautiful but we still need a college graduate. I want my sister to have a good future unlike me.

I was shaken when I heard the shout, "I told you don't spend the money. What did you buy?!" My mother shouted angrily. I saw my father pulled his hair because of anger. My parents are skinny. Some even say that I don’t look like any of them which is true.

I have a jet black hair with emerald green eyes. My skin is like porcelain and theirs are tanned and brown.

I know they are drug addicts so even though they are not in the right frame of mind often, I always vow to take care of them. They are my only remaining family.

"Didn't I say I bought Anna's medicine?!" My father shouted back.

I just ignored them. When I entered my sister's room I saw her with his eyes closed and her hands on her ears. I quickly approached her. Maybe she was awake earlier and she was scared because of our parents fighting. I pity her and I pity our life. Maybe I can do something to make her feel safe in this sick place.

I calmed her down first and then later got ready for school. I have also arranged my belongings. I didn't want my mother to shout and pull my hair just because I was so slow. Sometimes it leaves scratches and marks on my body but I don't have care because I'm used to it.

I was surprised when the place where I was suddenly moved into different place. I'm here now in front of the club. The club that was gross because they were all kinds of immoralities here. mom said that I would deliver the dress I was holding to one of her friends.

The land lady of our apartment owns this club. When I entered I could see almost nothing because of the glow of different colorful lights. Smoke of cigarettes and the smell of alcohol takes over the whole club.

Drunk people were kissing and touching each other, I even saw someone almost naked dancing in front of drunkard men. I took my eyes off the people but I could feel their sharp stares. I should have refused to go here in the first place.

I hurried into the dressing room carrying the dress. I searched for the land lady and found her talking to a beautiful woman. I am sure that she is a prostitute.

"I tell you, when our client is not satisfied I will take back the money I gave you!" he said in a high voice.

The woman smiled sweetly, "Sure, I'll open my legs wider until he drowns!" the woman laughed at the same time. See? I am right.

She also left immediately. Wow, the size of her breast are no joke. How to be you? I slyly thought.

"Madam Cassy, ​​this is the dress my mother is sending to you," I immediately told her when she saw me standing on the side of the room.

She travel her stares all over my body. My body is beautiful and has curve at the right places. mom once said that I could work here as a waitress because of it but I immediately refused which made her livid.

"Yeah, Shannel! Put that dress over there," she pointed at the small table nearby.

" Your mom suddenly called me and said you were coming," she said enthusiastically. Okay? Madam Cassy has known for having a bad attitude so I wonder why she's talking nice to me. I have a very bad feeling about this.

"You need to get dressed alright? This, this is what I want you to wear tonight," she said to me as she handed me a dress, is it really a dress? Someone could almost see my private parts if I will wear it! I had enough.

"What? I'm so sorry but maybe you're mistaken. I'm just here to give you the clothes," I said in a panicking voice. I am so nervous right now. I don’t like how I feel about what happens next. I couldn't believe that my mom betrayed me countless of times.

"No! I am pretty sure that you will have your first customer tonight! Isn't that great?" she told me smiling "I've already sent your Mother the payment for you,"

I immediately backed away to get out of this disgusting place. I still have a chance to go home completely tonight.

"Wait! I already paid your body. Don't run away from me!" she shouted angrily at me. I didn't look back at her anymore and went straight outside but I hadn't gone far yet when someone grabbed and hold my arms forcefully. I winced but still calming myself.

"Where are you going?" the bouncer innocently ask me as if he ask me. My eyes widened as I saw him licking his lip while lustfully staring at me. I gulped hard and kick his balls then hurried to run. I heard him curse me and called other bouncers to capture me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as a muscular man lifted me up and forced me back into the dressing room. No no! I kick him but to no avail.

My eyes were snapped open when I felt stinging pain in my cheeks.

"Wake up!" I heard a voice say. I sat up in bed while holding my chest. Fuck. I can not breathe properly.

I looked at Hunter as he said, "Oh god! Finally!"

Even though my dream was bad I still have the guts to laugh.

It was comforting to watch the stress on his face as he looked at me.

"Why do you have to slap me? Why didn't you just shake me?" I teasingly asked him. In fairness, I can still feel the pain of his slap on my cheek.

His mouth dropped open. I was beyond amuse when I caught him off guard.

"I-I'm sorry, okay? You're moaning and then you shouted NOOOO," he explained, clearly confused. It's not the first time tho but this is the first time he saw me having a nightmare. It is not new for me to be haunted by memories of my past.

My breathing is back to normal now.

"You're dreaming and you didn't even budge when I shake you so I have no choice but to slap you," he explained. He is serious now.

"Have you had dinner yet?" I change the topic. I don't want to talk about it and I don't intend to talk about it again. Those memories should be buried but I guess I could not let go of it because I feel like a prisoner of it.

I stood up and stared at him. I saw the veins in his arm as he rested his one hand on the bed. Shit, those veins are my death.