THE MAFIA HEIR'S HIDDEN WIFE

Chapter 5

AGATHA

I stood in front of Gayuna, trembling as she stared at my entire body. Then she made me lie down on the sofa and told me to spread my legs in front of her.

I feel violated and humiliated, especially when she forcefully slapped my thigh without any mercy. She didn’t even hesitate to order me to spread wider, otherwise, I would face her wrath.

For the first time, someone else’s hand touched my womanhood. She bit her lower lip as she suddenly inserted her finger inside me, just to check if I’m still a virgin.

I know why she did this. My honor and innocence would fetch a large amount of money once Gayuna sells me to whichever demon she chooses.

I’m feeling intense fear right now, especially when Gayuna forcefully grabbed my long hair and yanked it. She brought her face close to mine, her small and sharp eyes staring directly at me.

“Don’t act high and mighty, you spoiled brat! George paid a lot of money to your sister, so you have to pay triple!” she shouted forcefully in my face. “Or else, I will personally take away your breath and sell all your organs in the black market for a larger profit!” Gayuna terrifyingly threatened me, causing my body to tremble with extreme fear.

I could only quietly shed tears. I wanted to scream and beg her to let me go, but I couldn’t. I am their captive, held captive by the neck. I have no other choice but to obey their every whim or perhaps take my own life like others, but I can’t.

I am weak, scared, and at such a young age, I feel intense anger towards my sister, Crista, for being the reason I ended up here. She is so selfish. she should have just left me in Ferndale instead of bringing me here in San Francisco to be sold.

My life was peaceful there, far from what I am experiencing in this place under Sir George’s syndicate. There is no peace in my life here. My mind is filled with fear and anxiety because of the people surrounding me.

“Get up already!” Gayuna shouted at me, as I lay motionless on the sofa, tears streaming from my eyes.

“Stop crying. You’ll look hideous when the customer sees you later, with your puffy eyes and complaints,” she said, making my whole body feel cold.

I don’t think I can escape prostitution anymore. I am already deep into this dirty place because here, I was dragged naked by Gayuna towards a small stage in a room and she told me to dance.

I didn’t know what to do when the music suddenly played. Gayuna raised her finger and told me to grind my body. I tried to do it, but I moved so slowly that Gayuna got angry and yanked my long hair again.

“If you don’t shape up, you’ll see!” she threatened, hitting my hips with her right hand.

I bit my lower lip as I forced my body to grind, trying to hold back from crying out loud. My chest felt heavy, and I know that I’m just moments away from breaking down.

“Grind more, look at yourself in the mirror!” Gayuna ordered angrily.

I followed her, doing what Gayuna wanted. Even though I don’t know how to dance, I forced myself to grind my body.

Over and over again, I prayed to God that all of this would end and I could escape the clutches of the syndicate that controls my life.

I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror while my body was moving obscenely. Just thinking about it, I felt disgusted. What more when I’m on stage inside the club, dancing naked while many demons watch, and it’s not far-fetched that one of them would buy me and take my virginity?

Just by thinking of it, it’s driving me crazy.

“Is there no way to soften your body?” Gayuna shouted angrily and asked.

Using a black belt, she struck my hips, causing me to flinch. It hurt, stung my skin, so I closed my eyes, but I couldn’t stop because I knew that Gayuna’s anger towards me could bring worse pain.

After a while, Gayuna made a call and told someone to come to the training room. Shortly after, a woman entered and was tasked to teach me the proper dance moves.

She’s Emma, one of the dancers in the club, and like me, she is also under the control of Gayuna and Sir George.

“Tilt your hips more, Agatha. Like this,” Emma said, seductively dancing beside me and telling me to imitate her.

I felt so embarrassed, especially since I was completely naked, but it didn’t matter to the two of them. Emma barely had any clothes on herself. She only wore a red G-string and a bra that barely covered her breasts because she had nothing to hide.

“Very good. Your body is flexible. You just need some artistic touches, Agatha,” Emma said to me, patting my shoulder. Somehow, I managed to lie down comfortably because Gayuna had already left. Before she left, she warned me that my companion and I would be held accountable if I didn’t perform well tonight.

“Just be obedient and do what they want, so you won’t get hurt or be picked on, Agatha,” Emma whispered because there was reportedly a camera pointing at us in the room, watching us, so I had to do my best for tonight.

I felt even more scared and nervous, knowing that there might be others who could see my naked body. I kept praying that this was all just a dream and that when I woke up, I would no longer be in this frightening place.

“Just relax, Agatha. No one will touch you as long as you’re here. Your real battle is tonight, so be careful,” Emma said, making me even more anxious.

Even now, I already feel intense fear. What more later? I might pass out when I face the demons.

I trained for four hours. I felt extremely tired and my whole body, especially my legs, were in pain.

Emma told me to take a shower because she still had to fix my hair and put makeup on my face, but before that, I needed to shave so that my legs would be hairless.

I felt like a robot, mindlessly obeying everything the people around me said. I just needed to not leave the bathroom and drown myself in a bucket of water, but I didn’t have the courage to do what was running through my mind.

Events were happening so quickly. A woman approached me and applied lotion all over my body. She made me wear blue underwear and put on matching underwear and then made me sit in front of the mirror and started blow-drying my hair.

She also applied makeup on me. She made me wear red and high heels. She ordered me to wear a thin robe that barely covered my thighs, and everyone could see me because it was so thin.

“We’re done, just stay still so we won’t have to do it again. You know that Gayuna wants you to be beautiful and perfectly beautiful,” said the makeup artist who fixed my hair.

I just stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like a different person. Far from the modest and provincial girl who came to San Francisco six months ago.

I barely recognized myself, especially with the makeup on my face, which completely changed my appearance.

“Wow, perfect! You’re so beautiful and sexy, Agatha,” the makeup artist exclaimed after seeing me as a whole.

“You’re one of the most beautiful faces that I’ve worked on,” she added with delight.

I didn’t even know her name and I didn’t bother to ask anymore. She didn’t have my attention because my mind was preoccupied with what would happen later when I leave this room.

I will face a whole new world. Chaotic, scarier, and more threatening to my life and safety, especially to my dignity as a woman.

I wanted to run away and escape from Sir George’s power. I never dreamed of stepping into this place, especially becoming an entertainer. My dream and desire were simple, to finish my studies because I wanted to live a dignified life.

“Hey, don’t cry. Gayuna might see you and hurt you. Your makeup will be ruined, Agatha,” the woman beside me whispered, so I avoided looking at her and turned my gaze to the wall.

“Here, this is the last thing,” she said, spraying perfume on my body.

“Come on, Agatha. You still have ten minutes before your number. Do your best. Maybe you’ll get lucky,” Jho said with a smile, and only now did I ask her name.

My heart was pounding loudly as I walked towards the entrance of the stage. I could already hear the music playing inside, making me even more nervous because I knew that after this, it would be my turn, so I prayed fervently that I would be free.

“It’s your turn, Agatha. Gayuna is in front, so you have to stay calm, so she won’t punish you. If she gets angry and doesn’t like your performance, Emma will also be held accountable because she’s the one who taught you,” Jho reminded me, so I bit my lower lip and nodded.

I heard my name being called loudly by the man at the door where Jho brought me.

As I entered, the person holding the microphone asked me how old I was, measured my body, and even asked about my virginity. I felt like an object they wanted to sell, while my legs trembled as I walked towards the small stage in the middle.

Slowly, I started the work assigned to me by Gayuna and Sir George. I untied the robe around my waist and slowly took it off my body, then threw it on the floor. The atmosphere in this place is different. It’s far from what I used to see on television when I was still in Ferndale, where the telenovelas I was waiting for became my basis of what San Francisco is like in my eyes.

I thought there would be a lot of people, a chaotic and noisy club, but what surprised me is why only Gayuna is here with the only guy drinking and sitting on the sofa.

Could it be that she sold me to him and he’s the one who bought my freedom?

I followed Emma’s advice not to look ahead. I just swayed my body, keeping up with the seductive music and copying every step she taught me.

My heart was pounding, but I tried not to let it affect me in front of the people. There were only a few of them, just two actually, but their serious faces were terrifying, and even from afar, in the darkness, I could feel their piercing eyes.

I involuntarily swallowed my own saliva when my eyes met the man in the middle. The anxiety in my chest grew stronger, and my whole body trembled while I desperately danced to avoid Gayuna’s punishment if she gets angry.

I momentarily froze and sadly looked at the man who didn’t take his eyes off me when he stood up and raised his hand to call me.

I didn’t know what to do, so I looked in Gayuna’s direction. She shook her head at me and also stood up to approach the man who was staring at me.

I felt intense fear at this moment, especially when I saw the man quickly draw a gun and point it at Gayuna’s head with his terrifying eyes.

I stood up straight and screamed loudly when I suddenly heard a series of bangs. Blood splattered in front and at the man’s feet, leaving Gayuna lifeless with a dark expression on her face.

I didn’t know what to do. I was extremely scared, and it felt like my breathing suddenly constricted when the face of the man I feared turned towards me.

He attempted to come closer to me, but I quickly stepped back to keep my distance from him. The lights suddenly went out, and from behind me, I felt a hand grab my arm and drag me out of the room where I witnessed Gayuna’s cruel death at the hands of the terrifying man who shot her in front of me.