Take myplace
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Marcel pushed his seat back and slowly walked towards Alissa.
“You don't f*****g answer my question with a f*****g question”... He said through gritted teeth.
Alissa stepped back. Not wanting him so close to her before she snapped. This man was weird.
One minute he's fine, the next he's fuming over something silly.
“You want options huh?” he then stepped forward and gripped Alissa's jaw so hard she winced.
She struggled to get his hands off but he was extra strong. She struggled and struggled until she managed to get his hands off.
Even though he probably just let go.
She coughed and massaged her jaw with her fingers. “What's wrong with you, it was just a question”. She answered angrily.
Marcel threw his head back and laughed.
“Ha… you really know how to talk don't you?. You wanna know the options?
Then why don't I just sell you off to some random stranger or give you to those bloodthirsty men, how does that sound. Hmm?”
Alissa's eyes widened, she didn't think of that. That was a risky question. Why didn't she think he would try to auction her sooner as punishment.
She shook her head slowly and Marcel laughed at her shock and denial. It seemed like the perfect punishment for this stubborn girl after all.
He turned to Mira. “Prepare an auction to be held next week. Line up the girls that are to auctioned next, we'll do it sooner. Add Alissa to that list. Let her be the last person on it.” Marcel instructed.
Mira nodded in understanding and took out her phone to write something.
Alissa rushed forward “No, no, you can't just do that, you said you'd wait till I was twenty”. This couldn't be happening.
If she left and her Alpha came to save her, she wouldn't be able to see him ever again. Who knew what monster she would be sold to.
How could she accept this? She couldn't, she wouldn't.
“Please just punish me any other way, I'll accept anything. Just let me stay as was planned before.”
She had to lower her pride and beg just so she wouldn't miss the chance to see ‘him’.
Marcel quietly went back to his seat and sat down. It was obvious he was in a happy mood. “It seems this is the best punishment. Somehow you really want to stay while most people want to leave. Even if it means they'll be s*x slaves for rich people.
They think, ‘oh at least I'll enjoy riches.’ But you want to stay here. What a weird girl. There's no need to beg me. The decision is final”.
He then smiled and got to doing whatever or pretending to be busy.
Alissa was still in a daze when Mira stepped forward and gestured for her to be escorted out.
When she didn't move one of those female guards came and pushed her a bit on her shoulder.
She then snapped out of it and then moved out without saying a thing. Walking ahead and not caring who followed.
She had only a week left at most, what should she do?.
She could hardly sneak to the casino or bar again these days.
How could she tell James, her informant, that she was finally being sold to some rich pervert. It would have been better if she was punished physically.
All these thoughts were running through her head even as she arrived at her room.
She didn't care if the guards were still outside. She just entered and slammed the door behind her.
“Can you keep it down?” She heard a voice say. She looked up, it was Sarah, her roommate.
“Can you mind your f*****g business?” She retorted, not in the mood for her requests. Even though she was wrong for slamming the door so hard. She didn't care anymore.
“I would gladly do that if you kept it down”
Sarah retorted.
“Can't you see I'm not in the mood today, don't start with me”. Alissa said in a warning tone.
Sarah got up from her bed then. “Or else what? You think you're so special. You don't even have a wolf. Do Not, test me!”
Sarah snarled at her, clearly showing that she was more powerful.
Alissa stepped closer. “Maybe I was special, but not anymore darling, because we get to leave this hellhole to a maybe worse one together, so congratulations to us. And don't you dare threaten me or else you won't like what's coming your way”.
Alissa said through gritted teeth.
Sarah's eyes widened. “You're being auctioned now?” She asked before she could realise what she did. Forgetting about the threat.
“Good news to you right? Glad I could make your day”. Alissa said sarcastically.
“Why do you see me as such a bad person? No one gives a f**k about you. Everyone is just trying to survive by themselves, not knowing what to expect next.
And you just sit around, knowing what to expect and even when. So don't act like suddenly having the same predicament as us is such a low bar for you”. Sarah said in anger, not able to hold it in any longer.
Alissa was shocked. So this was what they were thinking all the time. She ran a hand through her hair and forced out a laugh.
“Firstly, you clearly give a f**k about me because you treated me like s**t or I didn't even exist, turns out you've been so jealous. But please… feel free to take my place anytime”.
Sarah wanted to interrupt but before she could, Alissa continued.
“Secondly, you don't know what it feels like to wait for someone, or something to happen. How it feels like to have hope and nothing is happening but you have no choice but to continue hoping. You have not f*****g idea!
And lastly. If you feel like being abused every day and forced to work harder and give your all to a place you despise and being hated by people that should have understood you the most, it is a better place.
Then again, please feel free to take my place.”
After saying all that, Alissa didn't even look at Sarah's expression and then walked to the small bathroom in the room and slammed the door shut.
Sarah probably didn't understand or care, but she just needed an outlet and saying it made her feel a bit better.
She sighed and looked at herself in the small bathroom mirror.
Her strawberry blonde hair seemed to always remind her of her mother.
But those fox like grey eyes. She probably got it from her father, whoever he was.
“Shut up, shut up, shut up”. She whispered. Telling her mind to shut up. She didn't want to think too much right now.
When she was calm and all the information sank in. She left the bathroom.
The room was empty, thankfully. She wasn't in the room for more fights.
She went to her small bed and lay down.
She should just have a good rest.
She'd take whatever life threw at her, just like she always did.
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