Don's Sweet Imperfection

Screech! The gliding of tires made me step back. I was standing on the side of the road, waiting for my friend, a lot of thoughts in my mind. But suddenly, a black SUV with no plates stopped by my side. Before I could tell what was happening, the doors were opened and men in black suits rushed towards me. I didn't have time to think. I was captured, my mouth covered, and shoved into the SUV. I didn't even get to scream. The last thing I saw was my best friend, Branny, dropping the ice cream she had just bought. "Anya!" she called in fear. My hands were tied, and I could barely move. And when I tried to struggle, a gun was pointed at my head. They covered my eyes, blocking my sight to the outside. When the car drive off, my heart was beating so fast. It didn't take long before the car stopped, and I was dragged into a house. I didn't know what was going on, but I couldn't ask because both my mouth and eyes were covered. When the folds were removed, I was in a certain room. It looked like a hotel room. It was fancy, making me realize that those men weren't just an ordinary kidnappers. "Who are you guys?" I asked. I was clever enough to know that screaming wouldn't help me. But instead of an answer, one of the men threw me a small bag. "Change into those." When I showed some hesitation, they pulled a gun on me again. I was left with no choice but to comply. I put on a short tennis skirt and a strapless spaghetti top that left most of my body exposed. "This…" I said stepping out of the bathroom. "They are small. They are not my size…" But I had barely finished speaking when the men left the room, banging the door shut with a thud. It looked like all they wanted was to make sure I had changed into those clothes. I was confused. I didn't even know who those men were. What the hell did they want with me? I sat in bed, different thoughts going through my mind. I couldn't even think of anyone I had offended recently. However, a few minutes later, the door was opened, and another man dressed in a navy blue suit walked in. This one was different from the rest. He had a cold look on his otherwise charming face. The aura around him was intoxicating. His long black hair was tied back in a neat bun, and he was lazily holding his suit jacket in his hand. I rigidly stood up, trying to pull down my very short and uncomfortable skirt. The man looked at me, and I could feel his unsettling gaze all over my body. Unconsciously, I took a step back. "Who are you?" the man asked. He didn't seem surprised to see me, yet he had the audacity to ask such a question. "Who are you?" I asked back. I was scared, but I tried to keep my voice steady. The man seemed stunned for a second. Maybe it was because almost everyone, except me, knew who he was. He stepped closer, observing me more keenly. “You are skinnier, nothing like the twenty-year-old girl I was promised,” he muttered. I stepped backward until there was no more space to escape. I clenched my hands into fists, looking at the approaching man in fear. The man's lips curled up in a menacing smile. He stopped so close to me, barely any space left between us. He looked at my clenched fists but didn't seem even the slightest bit bothered. His fingers went to my face, and he caressed my jawline. I felt the creepiness on my skin and wanted to push him away. But I was too scared for my life. "Mmh," the man groaned. "You are a cute one, aren't you? No wonder you cost that much." My face dropped in confusion. "Cost?" I asked. The man paused and looked up at my face. "You seem surprised. Didn't they tell you?" he asked. "Tell me what?" I asked, completely unaware of anything that was happening. What was the creepy man talking about? The man sighed and pulled away his hand. "My name is Adrian Ryder," he said, emphasizing every word. And just like he had expected, I cringed. My eyes furrowed in fear, and I looked like I wanted to escape. "You… what do you want with me?" I asked, trembling. Everyone knew about Adrian Ryder. He was a scary underworld mafia figure whom no one dared to offend. Even parents used to scare kids with his name whenever they did something wrong. It was rumored that he not only controlled everything in the city but that he was a beast who killed innocent girls once he touched them. Adrian wasn't much bothered by my reaction. He only raised his brows. "Me? No! I didn't want you. But your parents insisted on selling you to me to pay off their debts. You cost me quite a fortune," he said. My eyes turned red immediately. "My parents? Liar!" I said. I always knew that they hated me and that I didn't mean anything to them. But I had never expected that they would sell me off. Adrian stepped closer to me again. "Why would I want to lie to a little kitten like you?" he asked. I moved my lips, but I didn't know what to say. "What will you do with me?" I asked. Adrian smiled. He lifted up my chin and looked into my eyes. "You belong to me now," he said. "I can do anything I want…" I pressed my back against the wall. I was feeling so scared. I was mad at my parents, but I knew that I had to find my way out of there first. "I can sell you to the brothel and have hundreds of men devour this tasty little body of yours, or I can just snap your neck and kill you," he said. The more he spoke, the more scared I felt. I realized that all the rumors about him were true. "We can work something out," I said in fear. I didn't want to be sold to the brothel.