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“All he said that night was that I spelt with the whole city. I didn’t know what he meant,” said Renata. “Whole city? How can he be such a moron?” snapped Hazel. “Oh, and that night I almost met with the supreme boss and the first slave, first Odal,” said Renata. “Really?” “Yes, according to Sev, Tikhon and Aurora. He told me she was the first odal bought by Tikhon. And poor woman has been a slave all her life,” said Renata. “Did the Supreme boss see you?” asked Ambrosia. “No, I hid my face with my hair after that humiliating sex session. Everyone saw my body and enjoyed me being fucked. I could not show my face after that, but Tikhon asked Sev to take care of me. He said that I made Michel into SMS material. He said that I must be special,” said Renata. “What does that mean?” asked Hazel. “No idea. Maybe, before me Michel never went to any auction, never had a slave, I don’t think he ever brought a girl to that club, and I changed everything,” explained Renata. “That maybe w
Renata shook her head and tears kept falling down her face. “He left me alone in my room and he went outside. He started hitting Sev. Oh, the sound of punches and his groans. I couldn’t bear to hear it. I kept shouting from my room that everything was my fault, yet he never heard me. I kept shouting at him to leave Sev alone but all I could hear was Sev’s groans and Michel’s punches.” “Is that why Sev’s face is…” asked Sameeksha. “Yes, all because Michel hit him,” said Renata. “That whole day I kept crying while sitting at my door. I could not do anything to help Sev. I couldn’t calm Michel down. When the punches died down, I thought Michel would come for me, but no one came. Not even for food, not even for water. “After my tears dried up after crying for hours, I went to the bathroom and saw my red, puffed face. I washed my face with water and the next time I saw water in my hands, I drank it. I was so thirsty that I drank tap water. Finally, something was going inside my stomach.
“He tried to calm me down. He was adamant that we had to leave. Of course, he just killed the head consigliere, we had to leave. I almost broke down. Do you know what Stephan said to me, he said that if I sleep with him he will talk to vigilantes and get me free from this jail,” said Renata. “What? Does Stephan know vigilantes? Did he mean there are more vigilantes?” asked Ambrosia. “I don’t know why he said that. As if vigilantes can help me. And how do we know there are more vigilantes? SMS killed them all. Didn't you see the dead bodies?” asked Renata. “We saw but…” said Hazel. “No, he was lying. He just wanted me to stop fighting. No one can free me, not even vigilantes. Stephan was wrong, he just wanted my body,” said Renata. “And Michel was annoying at that point, he fixated on vigilantes. I was hurt and crying and he concentrated on vigilantes. I slapped him hard. I could feel my hands tingling but I didn’t care, I was hurt and angry.” “Finally!” shouted Hazel while staring
The girls were listening to Renata’s narration and were equally showing their emotions. At times they cried with her, consoled her, were angry at Michel and when they heard how he protected her from Stephan, their anger subsided. “Don’t call yourself that,” snapped Hazel. “You are not an odal, not a slave.” “I just want to say thank you to you, Haze. You came to Michel and asked him to help me. Without you, I don’t know where I would have ended or what Narciso would have done to me,” Renata hugged Hazel and kept sobbing on her shoulder. “I am sorry that I came to Michel. I thought I could talk to him and ask him to help you. But he made you his slave and all those things he did to you. I am sorry,” said Hazel and tightened the hug. “But I think you both love each other,” said Valentina. “What?” shouted everyone at once. “Even though he is angry, he cares for you. He protected you, saved you, comforted you. And you, every time he had sex with you, you used the word ‘sex’ but last
“Michel! Michel!” shouted Ambrosia. “Let it go, please Ambrosia, I don’t want to talk to him,” pleaded Renata. “Then don’t talk but I will talk,” snapped Ambrosia. “Michel!” “What is happening?” Severino came running. “Not you, your boss, call him here,” chided Ambrosia. “Amber! What do you need you can tell me,” said Severino. “No one calls me Amber. My name is Ambrosia,” she snapped at Severino. “What is this noise about?” Michelangelo appeared from his room. He looked at Renata, but she immediately looked away. He realised that she was still angry with him. “You! How dare you?” Ambrosia grabbed Michelangelo’s collar and shouted at him. Michel stood with his head lowered as he knew everyone must be angry at him. He heard Renata telling her story to her friend. He knew they were ready to go to war for her. “Ambrosia! I… I said sorry. I… I didn’t know,” Michelangelo lowered his head. “You didn’t know?? You didn’t know?? Then why didn’t you ask? Why did you just assume? You co
Renata’s life was easy now. She was allowed to meet with her friends. She would go to her office, work on Michelangelo’s campaign and would go to her house and spend time with her family, her girls. Michelangelo too hired bodyguards for all of them.Every chance Michelangelo would get he would say sorry to Severino and Renata. He treated both of them badly and he wanted to repent.Everyone in SMS heard what Stephan had done to Renata and how he was betraying Tikhon by skimming from him. Michelangelo tried hard to talk to Vicktor about the photographs but now Vicktor was too busy dealing with Tikhon as well as Vittore.“We need to talk,” said Michelangelo.“Not now, Michel! I have to go to Kanfa Islands to search for the money, Stephan skimmed from all of us,” said Vicktor over the phone.“This is about Ren and those photographs,” said Michelangelo.“I can’t hear you, Michel! Michel! I will talk when I come back,” said Vicktor and the phone disconnected.“Ahh… I really want to talk to
Michelangelo’s heart was ready to jump out of his chest. he was sweating from every orifice. his eyes only wanted to see Renata. “What? What? Michel!” Severino heard his cries and came out of his room. He saw Michelangelo running towards Renata’s room. “Ren! Ren!” were the only words Michelangelo could say and he opened her door. His eyes widened with shock when he saw her blanket on the floor and the bed unmade. She was not there in her room. It was dark and empty. “Ren! Renata!” shouted Michelangelo. “No!!” he cried. “Michel!” Severino ran inside. “What happened?” he asked. “I received… I received a call. They… they… took Renata,” cried Michelangelo. Suddenly a door opened, and someone yawned. Both Michelangelo and Severino looked in that direction. Renata was standing at the bathroom door, rubbing her eyes. She looked innocently at both the men who looked shocked. Poor Michelangelo was crying. “What? Why are you guys here?” asked Renata. Michelangelo ran to her and threw him
Severino was worried about everything. The race for a successor was in its last step. Michel was the front-runner. He fulfilled so many of the rules of Tikhon. He now had killed people, bought an odal, had sex with his odal in front of everyone. And now he was bathing in money. Money was dropping at his feet due to his business. The only problem, his kill count was still low in comparison to other nominees.The best points in his favour were, first, he found out that Yoshiro was behind the attacks on nominees. Second, he gave the idea of trapping the Vigilantes and third, he killed a few vigilantes and captured one. Tikhon was so happy with him.One problem was he was again falling for Renata. No one was allowed to fall for Odal. They were supposed to be used sexually and that’s it. He must not show to anyone that he cared for her. He allowed her to go to her office which was forbidden. Then again, her ad campaign was the reason he was making more money.It was like they both complime