Proserpina I must have been drugged again. Woozily, I opened my eyes.Two women had materialised before me. They hauled me to my feet and made me move forward.I felt myself being led, on unsteady feet, through a corridor. On either side of the richly carpeted aisle, were pictures again. But these were photographs, splashed in black and white. Not so explicit ones of men and women in various poses, making love. If such hideous acts could be called making love, I thought caustically, closing my eyes momentarily to look away from the scenes of blatant BDSM that made my stomach churn.I stumbled, and the women gripping my arms, guiding me along, exchanged ribald comments, snorting in laughter. I could not understand all the words, but the theme of their conversation was clear. I would also be forced to do these things…I doubled over, sick and distraught. They forced me up, their pointed nails digging into my arm.*Lucien had been a fierce lover, an Alpha who tolerated no resistance in
LucienSchwartz burst out of his study, racing to Lucien. The Mafia Boss had just managed to lull the little girl to sleep. It was four in the morning and Beatrice had sent in a large thermos of coffee and some cookies to the war room.He looked at his friend, as Schwartz said urgently,‘Lord, Tristan Lord is on the phone!’’Lucien raced into the study, grabbing the phone.The younger man's voice, charged with excitement came over the line, over the speakers.‘The Candelaria Desert! That’s the area. I know that an auction began there a few hours ago. it’s going on now.’Lucien felt his blood turn to ice.Auction.Proserpina was being auctioned.***ProserpinaXenia’s thick, guttural voice broke into my thoughts in the darkness. She was announcing something and the words gradually took meaning in my mind.Her voice silky and purring, she was addressing the people who were sitting in the outer area, invisible to my bewildered eye.‘…saved the best for the last. Gentlemen, we present bef
Proserpina“You have been sold.’ said the woman, her eyes ravelling over me maliciously. “so your new Master had instructed us to provide you with food.’And then, slyly, her eyes glittering,'A slave who is half dead with hunger is not really able to carry out the Master's commands.'She went on, revelling in my dismay and grief,‘A sex slave has to be able to keep up with the Master’s appetite. And of those he wishes her to service, of course.’My face grew hot and then cold. The glass of juice I had been holding fell to the ground and I was barely aware of the other woman who had been silent all the while, argue with the one who had been taunting me.I sat, trembling.What was to become of me?*The shock of hearing the words was like having someone douse me with ice-cold water The words hung in the air as I stared at her.SOLD???I stood up frantically, swaying on my shaky legs.‘No, I whispered, “No, NO.’And then I doubled up as a spasm of pain hit me. Clutching my stomach, I scr
Lucien He stepped forward, fists clenched, to prevent himself from grabbing her throat and squeezing the life out of her.‘Where is Rudenko’s hideout in the desert?’ Bruised and bleeding, broken in spirit, Catalina gave them the address, she knew, of the location of the house where the auction of unfortunate women, children and sometimes, men, was conducted every three months. This one, she said, holding a cold compress to her bleeding mouth, this auction was a special one because of Proserpina.The wife of a dreaded Mafia Don, kidnapped and sold called at a special, secretive sale. Only a few elite buyers had been informed.Just those who hated Lucien Delano and wanted to wreak vengeance by torturing his wife.Only a handful had been physically present. Many others had logged onto the site and watched the proceedings online before putting in their bidding.She shot Lucien a malevolent look and said,‘ And I have heard that she has been sold already. An anonymous buyer with very de
ProserpinaI knew I could not bring the children into the world on my own. My strength was weakening. I could barely move and pushing forcefully was totally out of the question.The man, I guessed he was a doctor or someone close to that; he spoke to me gently, urging me to push.I shook my head tiredly, barely able to keep my eyes open.“Just let me die,’ I whispered, my lips dry and cracking. The man gently wetted my lips with a cloth and I gasped.“Please, kill me. I do not think I can…” I moaned loudly as another spasm tore through me and I floated away into a world of darkness.I dreamt Lucien was beside me, we were in our bed, the bed I could only dream of. My older children were with me…Claude as well.I tried to smile, tried to speak to them but the words would not form themselves in my mind.*LucienHe sat at the window of the aircraft, starring outside. The waitress had approached him with drinks but he had dismissed her with a scowl. He wanted to be fully alert when he reac
LucienThe flight landed in the dark, the aircraft swooping down near silently in the desert.The men slunk out, alert and prepared their weapons cocked and ready at their sides. Aiyana slid out, ready, watchful. Danielle, as brazen as ever, leapt down and swore softly as she landed on her knee. Schwartz, his sniper training kicking in, stepped down, calm and hard-faced now. But it was Lucien who emerged, looking like a man who would kill anyone in his way.There was a dangerous ferocity in his face now and even his man stayed out of his way.“Boss,’ cautioned Schwartz, laying a warning hand on his shoulder. With his three day growth of designer stubble, Schwartz still looked as debonair as ever, dressed in camouflage like the others, his blonde hair ruffled but as heartbreakingly handsome as ever.*Aiyana gave a signal. Her lean, fit figure was in figure-hugging black, a suit that made her seem more exotic and unreadable than ever.The group came to a halt at her signal. She had mana
Lucien The small aircraft had touched down a distance away and now they had covered the rest of the distance on foot. Moving silently, purposefully, they had approached the large cluster of buildings in stealth. At times they had moved forward, crawling or slithering on their bellies to avoid detection. The fact that they were bogged down by the heavy weapons they were carrying along with them, did not stop them.Lucien squinted through the night vision scope he had with him. It was the M2124-LRX Night Vision Sniper Scope and he could get a clear view of his surroundings. Although it was only around 2 am and the desert was bathed in darkness, the night was alive with the sounds of animals. The light descended upon them in patches of silver when the clouds parted to reveal the moon.*They had managed to crawl and reach a crested area overlooking the plain where the large house loomed up in the darkness. Up close it was apparent that the house was the main building. A couple of smaller
Proserpina From a great distance, I heard the sounds of people moving around me, talking. The movement in my belly was now getting more frequent. My babies were waiting to come out, I thought tiredly, too weak and weary to push them out.One of the voices shrieking in the background, the loudest, belonged to Xenia.‘Get the b*tch into the blo*dy aircraft before that f*cking madman Delano gets here!’ she was vociferating.’ I heard that bas*ard is on his way already!’ Her voice was tinged with hysteria.The doctor’s tones, edging on irritation, replying to her,‘She needs to be moved out with care. I will supervise it, madam. Leave it to me.’The sound of the woman who had tended me was yammering in the background and then there was a sudden commotion. Amidst the hullabaloo, I could discern the voice of the man I feared the most.Oleg.“Get the f*cking c*nt on board that f*cking plane NOW!’ he bellowed and from my dizzying heights, as I floated in limbo, I felt my body being pushed roug