Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“This is a treat, no?” I look over to the annoying, heavily accented, clearly inebriated voice of some bubbly gut, piece of shit, blowing smoke in my face trying to converse.
“Yeah, sure,” I answer him, hoping he moves on.
“Fucking cunts. Might as well make the hole between their legs useful, you know?” He precedes to chuckle at his own vitriol which makes me reach for my weapon and then the announcer comes over the speaker.
“Gentleman. It is time. Please take your assigned seats.” Releasing my breath, I continue looking through the list and then I see it. “Satine. 18yrs. Old. Virgin.” That is all it says like she is nothing otherwise. Looking around me, I know I am going to have a bidding war for her. Hell all of the virgins are going to be fought for. I am under strict orders from Giulia to procure this girl under any means and for any amount because it will be billed to her family and repaid either in currency or in blood. So a plan begins to form in my head. I have to get us out of here fast and I think the only way to do it is go for it.
According to the instructions on the back, once we win the auction, we can walk to the back and get what we paid for and either stay for more or leave. For two hours I sit not so patiently as the auction goes on and these vermin drink and buy women and little girls like cattle.
“My friends, we have come to the last two sections you have all been waiting for. Let's start with The Pure.” Fucking finally. I sit up in my chair and hit the button letting Giulia and my contact know it is time. I hear the chime in my ear piece alerting me to the fact everything I need for this moment is in place. “We are going to start this auction off with…” I zone since the name is not who I am here for. Instead I spend my time letting Giulia and my Interpol guy, Atilla, know of my plan. I get confirmation from both of them. “Finally, we have saved the best for last.” My head snaps up realizing I missed the whole damn thing almost. Panic begins for a second before I hear the rest of his words. “This little virgin is a mafia princess, already trained in the ways of our world. She is pure and docile.” I don’t need to hear more to know it is her.
“She’s up,” I whisper into my piece before the auctioneer stops speaking. The minute he signals bids can begin I press the button at my chair and push in the bid amount.
“We have a bid for one-hundred million dollars. Well gentlemen, unless someone can top that, this morsel has been served.” I wait with bated breath for someone to try to outbid me. We are prepared for all contingencies, but when all I hear are groans and curses I know I have won. “Alright sir. Please come to the back so we can take you to your prize. Now for the rest of you, we have the Underaged Category.” I give a silent thanks that I am not here for this shit, but I am also satisfied that Interpol and the FBI are outside waiting for our signal.
The piece of shit security walks me down into a damp, dark basement that smells like piss and blood. Of course, not a first for me, but it is the first time I have had knowledge of women being held in a place like this.
“You’re getting a hot one.” he sneers as we round the concrete staircase. “We have doped up for you as well so she is almost unaware of anything, though I have to tell you, you may want to give her a shot. Her drug of choice is heroine.” I ball up my fists keeping myself from knocking him the fuck out. I am seconds from asking him how far when he stops. “Satine, step forward.” I move to the side of him so I can see inside. The button on my shirt has a camera inside and the authorities are using it to plan their entry. I make sure it scans the dank room, catching a glimpse of all the women being held in here. When the one I am here for steps forward, her head covered in a black bag, hands bound, emaciated and dirty. I stuck in a breath at how much rage I am feeling. “Your owner is here.” The fuckface says to her before pushing her in my direction. That was the only thing it took to send me over the edge.
Taking a moment to check my surroundings and see that there is no one else in the vicinity, I reach around him before he can turn and put all the weight of my arms against his trachea. “Your maker is waiting,” I whisper this in his ear before turning his head and snapping his neck. He crumples to the ground in a plop. The women don’t flinch since they have no idea what happened, but I know my camera showed it. “I am not here to hurt you.'' I remove the bag from over her face. I am pulling my knife from my pocket when I hear my contact in my ear telling me they are on their way down with more sellers. When I touch her shoulders to reassure her, she jumps and all I want to do is kill him all over again. “I want to undo your restraints but, we have to get out of here. Can you be brave a little while longer?” She nods. “I’ve got her. Is everything ready?” I hear Giulia in my ear confirming while telling me to take another way out of this compound.