Sold To a Mafia King

The hotel he calls home...

We’ve been travelling for 3 hours now and my stomach grumbles, but I can’t really ask Ayanda for food now, can I? So I continue reading. This book is very interesting.

“What are you going to eat?” Ayanda asks out of the blue.

“I don’t know” I answered him honestly.

“So you want me to beg you when you’re the one with a grumbling stomach?” he asks. I just ignore him. I’m just not in the mood to talk.

“Suit yourself,” he tells me when it’s clear that I’m not going to answer him.

My stomach grumbles again. Gosh.

“I’m going to buy you food because that sound is annoying me,” he tells me.

“Bova, can you buy my usual times two” handed Bova a debit card. I was focused on my book. I didn’t see the guy sitting in the passenger seat in front of me.

We drive for like 10 minutes, then we stop at some garage. Bova gets off. A few minutes later, he came with two burgers, chips and 2 cans of coke. He gave me one of the meals. I thanked him and he just nodded. I love food. I can’t help but sing and move my feet and head when I’m eating. After 2 minutes, I was done eating. Bova and Ayanda are staring at me and the driver is laughing. Okay, it is strange. Why are they looking at me like that? I’m not full and Ayanda hasn’t touched his food.

“Can I also have your food?” I asked him. You see I may hate him, but right now I need food and from now on he’ll be the one feeding me.

“Sure” he replies and he gives me the food and, again after 2 minutes, I’m done. They are all laughing at me.

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After 7 hours of travelling, the longest journey of my life, we entered a hotel.

As soon as the car stops, Ayanda gets off, still typing on his phone, not looking back. Bova and the driver helped me with the boxes. We entered a very huge parlour.

OMG, this is not a hotel, it's his house. What does Ayanda do for a living? He looks very young, but then again, looks can be deceiving.

I just followed Bova and the guy who was driving. I think Bova called him Siya. We went to the second floor. We pass more than 5 doors. Bova asks me to open one of the many doors at the end of the long passage. I'm guessing it will be my room. I opened the door. Bova tells me to enter first. My God, I’ve never seen such a beautiful room with expensive-looking furniture. This room is bigger than my house back home. At the centre there's a queen-sized bed, well I'm guessing, with pink covers, pink carpet, and a 2-seater white couch by the wall and a very big watch facing the bed. It's so beautiful, but I don't like pink, I like black. I think the person who was preparing this room thought I was a 10-year-old girl. Kanti, I'm a grown-ass. I'm amazed by such a big and beautiful room. I don't see Bova and Siya leaving, they seem sweet. It's a pity I can't say much about their boss. I ran across the room and jumped on the bed. It's so soft, no squeaky sound from the springs. At least my jail is better than home. There's a door across the room. I walked to the door, it was an en-suite bathroom. My God, such beauty. There's a bathtub, toilet, and shower with transparent glass and another door. So many doors I walk across the room to the door. It's a walk-in closet with so many pink clothes urg. I fetch my boxes and store them in the closet. I'm very tired. I've never travelled for more than 2 hours in my whole 21 years. I took a quick shower and I changed into black skinny jeans and a vest with socks. I walked to bed. I looked at the time. It was 4:45 pm. I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. I've been sleeping for like 5 seconds when someone barges into the room. What happened to knock? It's Bova.

"The maid came to tell you that supper would be served in 15 minutes but she knocked. There was no answer. So we thought you escaped after the stunt you pulled back at your house," he tells me smiling.

"No, I was just sleeping. I'm so tired, it's been a long day" Tears sting my eyes when I think about tomorrow and my graduation day in 3 months. The most important days of my life.

"I think you should accept your life here because you're not going anywhere. There are guards at every corner and there'll be guards everywhere you go. Don't try anything stupid you won't like the consequences. Between you and me, your husband-to-be is a very dangerous man and he has no mercy", he says with a smile, but the warning in his tone is loud and clear.

What have my parents done?

I just nod, I don't trust myself enough to hold back the stupid tears.