“A-Are you the one who bought me?” Out of everything, this was the question that slipped from my lips. He looked surprised and baffled at the same moment as if he didn't know how to respond to my question, “Hmmm, not quite well, I know this is going to sound crazy to you but you are actually a present to me,” My eyebrows arched up in puzzlement, “Present?” “Yes,” Radhika was just an innocent kid when she was sold off by her father to a hell where she was treated worse than animals. She was tortured, abused, sexualized, and isolated from the outer world in a basement where she lost the hope of a better future. To get rid of her, they drugged her and sold her at an auction but when her eyes opened she was on a plane, in front of an attractive looking man who claimed her as his present but what was the truth? How she’ll cope with her new life, what it will bring her. A new start? Or another hell?
View MoreArjunThe conversation I had been forced to stay in, was taking my attention away from Radhika. Since her arrival here, she has been a center of attention among them, my brother doesn’t even care as he’s talking business again, but I do, and it’s hard to keep myself in control, especially as she's becoming a target for these perv heads to hit on. The way they’re looking at her, talking about her, and touching her is making it awfully uncomfortable for her to deal with. I just wish she simply walks out of here but she couldn’t until my brother dismisses her or another maid takes her place, neither can I tell him to dismiss her because he would question me, which, obviously I have no answer for.If these men weren’t important to my brother this much, I’d have hardly given my actions a second thought and would have killed them to death by this instance. “Hey, Baby, I am waiting for a while now….for my refill?” Wang Lei ordered her. If I know him well, he is a drug dealer who supplies al
VikramThe screaming of someone really pleasures me to my core as it’s doing now. Despite that his one will damage my eardrums but I am not done with my art, I am gonna need more blood to make the terrified face of his on my painting. My eyes trailed away from my paint board to him, sitting on his knees with nothing other than pants. I stuffed his mouth with a leather belt, full of spikes, I used the same to tied his wrists and ankles to keep him attached to the floor. If he dared to scream or move, the more it will slice his cheeks, hands, and legs he has more cuts on his body than the hair, in spite of this, he has the guts to beg for mercy.Nevertheless, he had to think about the consequences before thinking of betraying me. No one can, even in their worst dreams could think of it as he did. He tried to sell the papers of my recent deals that were going to bring me tons of profit in return to S.N.A.K.E, an Italian gangster, and my long-time frenemy. Though, it’s impossible. I caugh
RadhikaI drifted off from my sleep when I heard Arjun waking me up. I hardly slept for an hour, and it was the sweetest sleep I've had in a while. “We've landed, let’s go,” He said to me, advancing towards the exit already. I followed him as soon as I had his jacket on. Noticing many of his men in black suits were there to greet him. In seconds, their eyes were glued to me as they suddenly turned to me and glared at my body shamelessly. Their dirty stares made me feel so anxious and uneasy. As if they were undressing me in their imagination. I paced up to Arjun, he didn’t seem to notice them. He just acknowledged their presence with a nod as he helped me get into the expensive-looking car that was waiting for him outside of the plane. Those men hopped into another car when the car we were in started to drive. I breathed in relief when I was out of their sight.“Where are we?” I asked him with an eyebrow raised.“In Mumbai,” “Where are we going?”“To my home,” He replied and got busy
RadhikaThroughout my body, I am numb, my throat has been dried up, and my stomach is growling for food. The tears rolling down my eyes reached the floor beneath me. I wept them, sensing the tips of my fingers had grown insensible too. I had nothing on me other than the deadly marks of cuts, belts hit, and torn clothes were barely covering me. I was crying so badly that my breath stopped for a few moments, and all I wished for was for death to consume me.I was lying flat on the frigid floor of my bedroom, with no bed or room to speak of. It was a basement that had nothing, except for broken, dusty, spider-web junk furniture. Not to mention, darkness. When I was a child, darkness used to scare me to death, but now I am all used to it. I’ve been living here for the last six years, bruised, tortured, sexualized, and totally isolated from the world by Sikha, and her husband, Javed.They one day suddenly showed up at my home, calling themselves took advantage of my family’s poor financia
RadhikaThroughout my body, I am numb, my throat has been dried up, and my stomach is growling for food. The tears rolling down my eyes reached the floor beneath me. I wept them, sensing the tips of my fingers had grown insensible too. I had nothing on me other than the deadly marks of cuts, belts hit, and torn clothes were barely covering me. I was crying so badly that my breath stopped for a few moments, and all I wished for was for death to consume me.I was lying flat on the frigid floor of my bedroom, with no bed or room to speak of. It was a basement that had nothing, except for broken, dusty, spider-web junk furniture. Not to mention, darkness. When I was a child, darkness used to scare me to death, but now I am all used to it. I’ve been living here for the last six years, bruised, tortured, sexualized, and totally isolated from the world by Sikha, and her husband, Javed.They one day suddenly showed up at my home, calling themselves took advantage of my family’s poor financia...
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