Severino requested the girls to have something to eat and all the girls forced Renata to eat something. But she had a condition, she didn’t want to see Michelangelo’s face. Severino conveyed that message, and the girls happily came out of the room.
She thought she might not see Michelangelo and after so many days spent her time wither family. But Michelangelo was standing in the dining room. And as per her request, he hid his face with a cloth napkin. So, he was standing there and his face was hidden. He was not showing his face to her.
Renata closed her eyes in annoyance and hung her head low. She didn’t want to laugh but her friends were laughing.
Michelangelo said sorry to her. He went and brought her friends for her. When she said she didn’t want to look at his face, he hid his face. Was Michelangelo trying to change? Was he trying to repent? She smiled at his antics but controlled herself.
“Sev! I said I don’t want
“After that, as Michel said he never touched me, he stopped going to his office. He started wasting his time and money on prostitutes. He started bringing them here. Sometimes, one, sometimes two, sometimes more. The noises… uff. It was unbearable,” continued Renata. “At first, I pitied myself, cried my eyes out about you and Michel. I couldn’t talk to you guys, and I kept seeing him having sex with God knows who. I hated him for what he did to me, but the heart wants what the heart wants. I still like him,” Renata gave a pitiful smile. “One day he came with three girls, and I was ready. I was ready to ask him to act like a human being and not a douchebag. For the first time, I entered his room. He screamed at me and asked what I was doing in her room, and I was ready. I shouted at him. He asked me what I wanted, and I said to talk. “He tried to break me down and said that slaves don’t talk, and you all know how sassy I can be when I want to. But he was not ready to talk, he was as
“Then Severino took care of me. The servants were called back, and I was asked to just rest. Severino was the real companion at that time. He was my true friend. He calmed me down, he helped me, he was the one who told me that you were here, Sam,” said Renata. “Michel tried to hide but he cared for me. He made sure that I ate something, but I could not look at him. I was scared of him. It was so easy for him to kill. How can a human being kill so easily? He stopped entering my room as he didn’t want to give me another shock. But Sev told me that Michel took care of me after I fainted. He changed my clothes, wiped the blood and everything. “After that night I started getting nightmares. I could not bear to look at Michel. I would shiver every time I would see him. To make it easy for me, he started going out, I don’t know where, maybe his office of that god awful club, Sevendale. “One day he came back early when I was having my lunch. I don’t know how but I froze. My feet didn’t reme
Renata was sharing her pain with her friends. She was telling them everything she had to endure. The girls too were with her listening to everything, reacting to everything. They had heard from Michelangelo what happened in the club, how she was attacked but he didn’t tell them what he had done to her. Sameeksha hated him before and now she was hating him even more. “So, the cars were ready, and I was ready in that slutty dress. We were going to an auction,” said Renata. “What? The auction where they sell human beings?” asked Hazel. “Yes, that auction! But that day we were one man down,” said Renata. “What do you mean one man down?” asked Valentina. “One of the bodyguards was gone for bringing the consignment to the club,” replied Renata. “Consignment?” asked Ambrosia. “That is what they call when they transport men and women in trucks,” said Renata. “Eww…” all the girls screamed together. “Yeah! While Fred was away Sev was more careful. He made sure we travelled without any i
“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