Sold To The Mafia King

Chapter 11

“To the ranch. The both of them. You know what to do next here.” then he turned around and left.

The guards picked us up, roughly squeezing my skin, not caring if they bruised any part of our bodies and guided us towards the car that would take us to his ranch.

The moment we crossed the gate out of the building that we just had the most terrifying party, we saw the house on fire.

Every single person we saw that were still alive kneeling down with their hands up in the air from the party, were being burned along with the building.

My mouth remained open, hanging in the air in horror.

Was that the next thing they were to do in there?

What if I hadnt begged for Lydia and she was left in there?

Or what if we were not caught and remained in there.

I didn't even know if there was an escape route in that underground house.

Who the f**k Alonzo?

This man was sure as f**k a monster.

What power did he hold in this city and made him act and talk like he controlled us all.

But I guess he had answered my first question.

No they weren't thieves.

They were a cartel.

No I just had to figure out which one.

Lydia wouldn't stop crying and sniffing even when we were put a black cloth over our head to stop us from seeing the way down to the range, and neither did she stop when the car door got opened and we were carried like sack of potatoes to God knows where.

The only thing I knew was my raw f*****g ass hitting the cold floor of an unknown room.

Luckly I heard Lydia dumped too not far from me.

With our ass on the ground and bodies exposed. Just n****e covers that closed our n*****s.

We remained in that position for God knew how long with our sticky bodies.

“Hey…. Lydia. Are you there?”

“Hmmm” she answered. Her voice hoarse from crying.

“I'm tired eve. I'm f*****g tired. We have to go through all of these to be paid so little almost nothing at all.”

I heard that raw pain from within her. And to be honest I was feeling the same way.

But we couldn't leave. Not till we finished paying off our debt.

For as long as I could remember, I started working for my uncle for as a bar attendant before he shifted me to the strippers section.

I had to pay off the money he spent on my mom, on the night…. The night.

I blinked twice.

I couldn't afford to go back to the past now. I couldn't afford to break now, that I'm in an unknown place with a man I could tell is mad.

The whole place got quite.

I could tell Lydia had fallen asleep from her deep breaths I decided to find the wall and stay in a more comfortable position.

That was when I started hearing shuffling noises right outside the door like people were coming towards here.

I decided to wake Lydia up.

We didn't know what was coming for us.

Maybe we were going to be tortured.

I didn't know, either way we had to be together. We had to stick in one place and try not to be separated.

“Lydia…”

“Hmmm” she replied shiting in her sleep.

“Get up Lydia. They're coming this way. Fast”

“Okay… okay..” she muffled and struggled to sit up right.

The door opened with a big metallic drag. Breaking the silence inside with footsteps walking towards us in fast pace.

Then my blind fold was taking up roughly.

Thankfully the light in there wasn't that bright, so it didn't take more than 10seconds for my eye lids to adjust to the place.

When I looked around I saw they've also removed the blind folds off Lydia, so we just crawled towards each other.

We didn't even care if our ass was out to the world.

Out for these bastards to see.

We just wanted to survive.

Just then I saw three more shadows walking towards the door.

When they entered two looked familiar while one I would never forget his face in a hurry.

They were the men from the first night at the bar.

The one that had he's hair parked, and the other that had a buzz cut just like Alonzo but the difference was he didn't have a scare on him.

And obvious who stood in the midst of them like the God of war himself was Alonzo.

“Hhhmmm. Not bad” the one with parked hair said. “ I think I like the blonde better”.

He eyes were solely fixed on Lydia like a predator that had caught its prey.

“Alonzo, where did you see these beauties.”

Alonzo hasn't said a word since he got here. He just stood still carefully watching us, or should I say watching me.

The man with parked hair turned around to look at Alonzo but still didn't get a reply for him.

Then I looked at the other man that looked so much like Alonzo. He hadn't also said a word since he got here.

He had this nonchalant, I don't give a f**k about you, why the f**k am I here vibe.

He was just glued to his phone raising up his head to look around then continue with his phone.

I didn't know how to place it, but there was this striken resemblance between the both of them.

If I was as to bet I'd say they were brothers.

“That one” The alpha male voice came through. My eyes shifted back to Alonzo.

His thick hard fingers pointed to me with those blue eyes that had almost dug a whole in my soul.

“ She stays with me. Prepare a room. You could do whatever you wish with the other”.

“Yes boss”. That same guy that had caught us at the party, I guess they called him Ferdinando, answered, walking towards me.

The guy with parked hair, shrugged his shoulder with that develish predatory smile like he'd won, then said “ Guess it's you and me blonde”.

“No, no, no please”. Lydia started weeping again. “Eve please don't leave me. Please I beg you stay with me. I'm scared”.

My heart broke seeing how tears dropped down her eyes,as they dragged me away. Away from her to the room Alonzo had asked them to prepare for me.

I couldn't even talk. I stared at the already shaking Lydia that looked more broken than I was.

“No no no…” she scared hysterically as they tried grabbing her

“Nothing to be scared of blonde”. That was the last word I heard as I was dragged.