Sold to a Ruthless Lord

Chapter Four

Valerie's Pov

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I found myself in a dark room. Or maybe I thought the room was dark because there was a dark cloth tied across my eyes.

I could make out the silent noises from the other rooms in the building. They were faint, but I could hear them.

I didn't know which of my family enemies had me in captivity, but I prayed it wasn't El Macho.

I sat on the ground, my heart kicking so loudly that I bet it could jump out at any moment.

Soon, the blindfold was taken off. I saw the images as bright and huge. All three of them. I recognized his hand—the same one who had trapped me in my apartment.

He had to be the boss.

"Such a sweet girl," he said as he moved his hand over my face and down to my neck. I bit his hand angrily.

"She's a fighter," he said in a deep, croaky voice. The other two roared in laughter.

They were huge men, with tattooed skin. The one who touched me has a monster tattoo up to his neck. A deep cut ran across his cheek and down his chin.

He didn't stop teasing my face.

"Leave me alone, you fool." I kicked and yanked.

"You don't have to be this aggressive, sweet girl," he said to my ears.

"I hate you. I yelled at him and spit in his face.

Pak!!!

That got me a slap on my left cheek. It burned so deeply in the skin that I was sure his huge fingers were now plastered on my face.

I know he said that and pressed his body against mine. His domineering body mass pressed me hard against the wall. I struggled and gasped for air. He pulled out after some time and began to pant while the other two roared again in laughter.

He then held me by my neck. I gagged and gasped for air. My legs were suspended in the air. I asked them for help, but no one came.

"This is my end," I thought to myself. I have to pay the price for my half brother, who never cared about me.

This was me paying a price for a gamble I knew absolutely nothing about.

"Ha! Spider! Déjala en paz, la jefa la tendrá ahora."

(Spider, leave her alone; the boss will have her now.)

Wait a second. This wasn't the boss?

I felt myself fall to the ground. I struggled to breathe. The huge man grabbed me by the arm and led me towards the door. He pushed me suddenly, crushing my face deep against the wall. He pulled my hands and stripped the handcuffs from them like I was a serial killer.

And then a black cloth covered my eyes again. I heard the door creak open, and I was pushed out. Held by the arm like a criminal. We took a few turns not sure of our destination. We walked for about four minutes in the same building.

And when we got to our final destination, he pushed me on the shoulder so hard that I fell on my knees with my hands cuffed behind my back.

"Here we are, boss," I heard the big guy say.

Ruffling sounds, and then a voice spoke.

"Take her off and chain her to the bars.".

"Yes, boss," he said as instructed. My hands were chained up over my head by iron bars.

A hearty laugh could be heard as the man approached me. His shoes clicked against the floor at a harsh rhythm. Then I felt a hand against the back of my head. He loosened the knot in the blind and threw it on the ground. My view became blurry again.

"No one messes with El Macho," the croaky voice said in my ears. His scent hit my nose.

"El Macho". I mouthed in freight.

He sucked on his cigarette and puffed the air in my face.

"P—please don't kill me," I begged.

Haha! Came the brief, dangerous laugh.

"No! I won't, but I want you to beg.".

"Please..." I begged as hot tears began to roll down my cheeks.

He stretched his hand out to his second-in-command. The same one who had been violent towards me ever since.

I saw that the blade was sharp and clean. Rambo took it in his hand and ran the edge of the knife across my face and down to my neck.

He then cut the neck of my dress with the sharp edge of the knife. In a few minutes, he pulled the neck of my dress and ripped it into two pieces.

Ah! Ha! The joy that appeared on his face was second to none. My breasts lay bare on my chest; I couldn't hide them with my hands.

He licked his lips at the sight of my round boobs.

"Are these your titis?" he asked. He asked as he ran his massive hand on them. He squeezed them so tight that I shut my eyes and swallowed saliva hard.

"Leave us"

He ordered. His men left in a flash. At some point, I wished they had stayed.

He walked around my now-naked body and spanked my ass. He ran his hands on my skin, from my neck down to my core. My heart raced faster.

"You are mine, and you must pay the price with your body.".

I heard the words clearly.

Open your legs. He barked at me. My eyes are red and wide.

I managed to spread them a bit. He unzipped his trousers and brought out his massive third leg, a size I had never seen; it stood like a rod pointing at me. He raised my leg to his waist and thrust into my dry, tiny hole.

"I screamed for pain, a kind I had never experienced.".

"Please," I begged as he wrapped my legs around his waist and began to smash his groyne against mine.

I screamed in pain and pleasure and begged. Just then, the door flung open.

I saw him standing, watching, but he couldn't save me from the monster.