CHAPTER NINE

13:30 '' Thompson's Mansion '' Bedroom '' New York '' USA.

Elisabeth.

'' N''no sir... I... '' He doesn't even give me time to finish, he already pulls me away. "Hey, let me go!" I'm not one of the girls.

I try to dodge, but he's much stronger than me. The man doesn't listen to me, he just throws me over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes, carrying me away.

"Let go of me, you ogre!" I'm not… Ouch! '' He hit me with a real hard slap on the ass, right where I took Dylan's belt. '' Bastard!

“Shut the fuck up, girl!

My heart is racing too fast, fear consuming me and the tears keep streaming down my cheeks. Soon he put me on the ground, near other security guards and went to the presenter, saying something in his ear. The guy in the fancy suit looks my way and flashes a big smile.

Jesus!

The presenter drags me onto the stage and I am nearly blinded by the bright light hitting my face. Men start whistling, calling me hot and other names I won't name.

“So, gentlemen, she is a very beautiful woman. He touches my face and I slap his hand. “And quite aggressive as well, gentlemen. '' Laugh.

“I'll give fifty million dollars to her. '' Says an old man in the audience, scaring me. I do not want it.

'' No! I give two hundred million dollars. '' shouts another man.

"Is anyone going to give more?" '' Silence. Total silence in the audience, nobody says anything and I start to freak out. "So sell...

“Ten billion dollars! '' Shouts a low, deep voice that I can't identify.

'' Sold! '' The presenter shouts excitedly. '' You can come get your prize.

I can't contain my tears. I was sold to a man I've never seen in my life. I close my eyes tightly, thinking the worst, and out of nowhere I feel a thumb brush my cheek.

“It's okay, my angel. '' Startled start and see Mr. Christopher in front of me. Without thinking twice, I hug him tightly.

He picks me up and takes me off the stage.

“Shh, it's over, my love, you don't have to worry anymore.

I cry softly into the hollow of your neck. I was almost bought by other men, unknown, the kind I couldn't know what they would do with me if everything went wrong. That scares me.

As soon as he puts me down, a body collides with mine, hugging me tightly.

“Don't you ever do that to us again, honey. “I recognize it as Alex.

“It wasn't my fault, sir,” I say, returning the hug.

“What happened to get you on that fucking stage?” '' Mr. Lorenzo interrogates, very angry and Alex lets me go.

I try to hold back the tears.

'' I was going to the bathroom when I accidentally bumped into a man. He thought I was one of the auction girls and dragged me off, not giving me a chance to say anything. I tried and the only thing I got was a slap on the ass. I reveal, my voice a little quieter.

"Did he touch you?" '' Lorenzo shouts, very irritated.

“Y''yes, sir. I say in a low tone and he punches the wall, startling me.

“I'm going to kill the bastard who touched you. Who was the guy? he asks, approaching me.

Sigh. I cannot omit, otherwise it will be left over for me.

I look around, trying to find the security guard who dragged me onto the stage.

'' He. '' I point and Lorenzo shoots the man. “Lorenzo! '' I try to hold him, but the other guys stop me. “He's going to kill the man. '' I despair.

'' That's right. I stare at Thomas, dumbfounded. He doesn't show any emotion.

I turn to Mr. Lorenzo who, without any pity, pulls a gun from his waist and, looking around, shoots the man in the forehead, scaring me.

How does he have a gun? Who are my bosses really? My God.

Dylan approaches another man and the two talk without me hearing, and soon Lorenzo returns to my side.

“If you disobey us again, Elisa will suffer greatly. ’ I nod my head several times.

I'm not responsible for any of this shit.

“The owner of the mansion wants to talk to us. Dylan says, moving closer to us. “Elisa will be locked in a locked room so no one tries anything.

The boys nod and Thomas takes my waist, guiding me to who knows where. I'm really screwed. All I wanted was to get away from this place, not even to look into Mr. Dylan.

“You're going to wait here for us. We'll be right back. '' Thomas speaks as he opens the door.

“R''sure. '' I enter the room in fear and soon he closes the door, locking me.

Sigh.

I just want to go home, why is this happening to me?

I start looking at the darkened room when my vision adjusts to the dark and it looks nice, well organized, and has some lovely paintings. I end up approaching one, amazed. That must cost quite a bit of money. I don't understand why rich people spend money on nonsense, like this auction antics, treating girls as if they were objects. This is inhumane.

I shake my head and, feeling my feet burn, I sit down in a chair, staring at the ceiling, which has several drawings.

“Everything here is too beautiful.

I'm startled when the door is opened brutally by Mr. Christopher.

“If he thinks we're going to give it to him, he's sorely mistaken! '' Speak furiously.

Like this?

“I agree with you, brother. Dylan, we're not fucking letting you spend the night with her! Lorenzo says, not looking good.

“I know that, Lorenzo. I won't allow that either. Dylan replies, running a hand through his hair.

“Wh''wh''what's going on? I stutter, a little nervously, and the five guys sigh.

“The owner of the mansion wants you to spend a night with him so he can leave us alone. ' I widen my eyes. “He's willing to forget that Lorenzo killed one of his men.

"Wh''wh''what are you going to do?" Will you leave? '' I question, terrified. I don't want to sleep with an old perverted guy.

“We ain't fucking letting you sleep with another guy. If he wants money, we will give him money, but not our wife. Christopher warns, quite irritated.

“That much we know, brother. We will get back to him and try to work things out. Dylan points out, with a weary expression.

He seems to be holding back from freaking out like his brother.

“Elisa, stay here. Don't leave this room, we'll be right back. '' Ask Mr. Alex coming up to me, kissing my forehead.

Soon, the five of them leave the room, leaving me alone once more. I hope everything goes well with their negotiation, I don't want to sleep with any man. I take a deep breath and sit up again, staring at the ceiling, finally falling asleep from waiting.