2. His little possession

BELLA

I groaned softly as my eyelids fluttered open slowly. I winced in pain as the slight throbbing in my head turned serious and I couldn’t move as fast as I wanted to.

It took a few seconds before I was able to keep my eyes open and take a good look around my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar room and it wasn’t bright enough for me to take everything in but I knew one thing for sure, I wasn’t in my room.

“Where am I?” I whispered to myself as I tried to sit up but something pulled me back down and that was when I noticed the chain and the fact that I had been tied to the bedpost.

My heart skipped a beat as I struggled against the chain. I knew it was useless but I was panicking and unable to keep calm any longer. What was going on? I glanced around in fear just as the memories of what had happened earlier began to pop up in my mind.

Dad was with some strange men, they had beaten him up badly and when I tried to stand up for him, Dad said something really odd and there was this strange smell. That was all I could remember and that scared me. I opened my mouth to scream but the sound never came out because it was at that moment that my eyes landed on him.

He was seated on the cushion in front of the bed but the light barely touched him due to how thick the curtains were. My breath got stuck in my lungs and my heart began to race.

Who was he? Was he going to hurt me? Why was I chained to the bed?

All manner of horrible scenarios were rushing through my head and the fear made it so difficult for me to breathe or speak.

“W-Who are you?” I stammered lightly and that was when he leaned forward, his face coming into the light. His sharp green eyes held mine and I recognized him immediately, he was one of the men at the house.

“Where is he?! What did you do to him?” I cried out in fear as I struggled wildly against the chain.

He simply rose to his feet casually as if he had no care in the world and walked over to my side. I tried to move away from him but the chain wasn’t long enough and it kept me right in my spot.

“It’s odd, isn’t it?” He leaned closer, his face just inches away from me and that made my heart race even faster.

“What do you think you’re doing? Do you have any idea how wrong this is? You don’t just kidnap someone and chain them to your bed! What kind of sick pervert are you?” I yelled at him angrily.

“No matter how much he owes you, you shouldn’t be doing this, so just let me go and we can sort this out reasonably. I will definitely pay you back every single penny so please, don’t hurt me or my Dad.” I pleaded but he simply stared at me for a second or two before he smiled.

It wasn’t a normal smile, it was more like a devilish kind.

“You think you can pay back what he owes?” He asked with a raised brow and a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Trust me, I can.” I tried to sound as reassuring as possible even when I knew better than anyone else that I no longer had a job.

“Ten thousand dollars.” He stated and cocked his head sideways at me with a grin on his face, “that’s how much he owes me.”

That’s not possible! That cannot be possible.

“Let me get this straight, you kidnapped me because of ten thousand dollars? Is that all you think I am worth?” I cried out.

That was the amount I had been trying to raise for months for my tuition and other expenses. That was a whole lot to me and I no longer had a job so I couldn’t possibly raise it, I thought to myself.

“I didn’t, your dad took one look at you and considered that amount your worth.” He responded with a smirk.

That was ten times worse than what he usually owed others plus something tells me this green eyed stranger wasn’t exactly telling the truth.

“He must have been drunk and you took advantage of him. What kind of a human are you?”

“How naive are you?” He scoffed out loud in irritation, “the fucker you call a father so easily threw you out on a gambling table just so he could afford to play another game that he pathetically lost and after that, he didn’t hesitate to throw you out to us.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I lost ten thousand dollars and a very important game because of you and your father just so I could get my hands on you so you should know by now that there is no way I am going to ever let you walk out of here because you’re mine already, mine!” He reinstated and I just stared at him in disbelief.

He definitely had no idea what he was talking about. Dad wasn’t exactly the best of Dad’s but he would never sell me out, he wouldn’t do that to me.

But then, the words he said back at the house began to echo at the back of my mind and the words of the stranger began to make sense and I doubted my resolve.

Did he really sell me out because he wanted to gamble some more?

All these years of working my ass off and scrapping every single cent I made together, while denying myself the basic necessities of life just to be able to pay back his debts and be able to keep a roof over his head, would he pay me back by selling me off like this?

The tears I had been searching for ever since I got fired back at the bar suddenly began to roll down my cheeks effortlessly. No matter how hard I tried to pull myself together and stop it, it just wouldn’t stop pouring down my face.

I not only lost my only shot at going to college, he had also ruined everything for me by selling me off. My hot tears made my eyes sting and the ache in my throat returned. I was blinking so hard to keep it all back but it just wouldn’t stop.

“Carrying every single weight over the years and this is the thanks I get?” I whispered to myself before I looked up at him with a tear stained face, “whatever business deal you had with him doesn’t affect me, I have nothing to do with it and he has no right to sell me off like some kind of commodity.”

He chuckled softly,

“Whatever drama you have going on with your dad doesn’t affect me, you’re mine now and that’s all that matters to me because I was promised a virgin and I need to ensure you’re one.” He placed one knee on the bed and began to move closer to me.

I shut my thighs together and tried to move back but there was no space to move to and the chain wouldn’t let me move as much as I wanted to.

“It should concern you because you have no right whatsoever to buy me?” I challenged him.

It was probably a bad idea, my ex-colleagues at the bar often told me that my outspoken personality would make things so much worse for me but I just couldn’t help it.

It was already part of who I was.

He didn’t respond again, this time, his hands slid over my thighs as he brought his lips down on it. I reacted almost immediately by kicking him so hard on the jaw with my leg.

He groaned softly in pain but anger suddenly flashed across his eyes and he gripped my chin in a rough manner. His grip was a little too tight that my jaw slowly began to ache and the look in his eyes scared me.

“What’s your name?” He asked, his tone had a dangerous tremor to it.

“B-Bella.” I stuttered lightly, stunned by the sudden change in his demeanor.

“I love to break things, but I love to break people the most and you, Bella, will be my new favorite toy.” He said with an intense look in his eyes before he let go of me and walked right out of the room.

It took a few minutes after he was gone before I was able to recover from whatever had happened.

What did he mean by what he just said?