All Chapters of Sold To Maxwell Barlow: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MAXWELL’s POV                My blood was boiling looking at this woman’s face. I could not comprehend how and why people like her got into the service industry. Maybe she was here just for the money but it gave her no fucking right to be rude to a customer. And she had dared to be so rude to my baby girl that there were tears in her eyes. The one girl who I wanted to make happy, the girl I was falling in love with. I was ready to rip Irma’s face apart if that was what it took to make Raya feel better.                Raya didn’t know anything about me. She only knew that I was rich but she had no idea that I was a part of the Mafia. I didn’t want to scare her, maybe a part of me was afraid of losing her. Jerry hurried over with Irma’s details. She was dating the owner of a café across from the street. She had acc

Raya’s POV                A yacht! I was going to stay on board a yacht tonight. I couldn’t believe it. Mr. Barlow was really trying to make each and every moment special for me. Today was as good as any day could be. He made me feel like the happiest girl in the world when he had taken me to the carnival. Tasting new dishes while walking along the carnival, adventure rides and the beautiful sunset was just the cherry on top. Barring the bitter experience at the lingerie store, today was just perfect. I bet even Mr. Barlow was feeling very happy. He was smiling ear to ear today and there was no place I ever wanted to be but in his arms. I was ready to spend my whole life with him. Just when I thought the day couldn’t get any better he had brought me here on his beast of a bike. I was out of words. I stood there with my mouth and eyes wide open.       &

Raya's POV Dylan held me by my elbow and dragged me inside the house so hard that I stumbled and fell bruising my knees. What was wrong with Dylan? Why was he being so rude to me? I was aware that he didn’t share the bond between a father and a daughter but he had never been abusive towards me or physically hurt me this way before. “Dylan, please you are hurting me” I sobbed. “Get to your room and stay there. I want you to freshen up and look like a million bucks. Understood?” he barked ordered ignoring my pleas. “No. I have to get back to the port. Mr. Thomas would be waiting for me there. He won’t know where I am” I said standing up and dusting my clothes. “You are not going anywhere, sweetheart. Dylan is not letting his golden goose getaway. You are going to stay here and lay golden eggs for him whenever there is a need” Michael sniggered and Dylan joined in as if they were sharing some private joke that I was not privy to.

Raya’s POV                He sits on the edge of the bed and I move further up towards the wall and fold my knees and put my hands around my knees hiding my body with my legs. He runs his hand on my bare back and brings them close to my butt. I can see a huge bulge in his shorts.                “Oh Raya, why did you have to kick me? why couldn’t you be a good girl? Now I have to punish you for misbehaving. Come closer and sit on my lap” he points to his lap and gestures that I should sit on it.                I shake my head and continue to hold my legs tighter against my chest. I hold his hand that is trying to feel my body and try to push it away from me but his grip is strong and he doesn’t let go. He snakes his hand around my waist

Maxwell Barlow's POV                I drop Dylan’s collar and rush inside the house. I can hear Raya scream again and I am sure that someone is hurting her and I focus on the door from where her sound is emanating. I try to open the door and it is easy as the door is locked from outside. I unlatch the door and barge inside to notice that Raya is sitting on the floor naked and there are two welts on her back. An old man who is wearing only his underwear is standing in front of her and holding a belt in his hand. Raya turns to look at me when the door opens and as soon as she sees me she breaks down and runs towards me. I take her in my arms and hug her tightly while whispering in her ears.                “I am sorry baby, I am so sorry” I try to calm her down between her sobs.