SOLD TO THE DEVIL 👿

Chapter 3

Adelaide's body shook with sobs as tears streamed down her face. "Aaaaaahhhh," she wailed.

Tatiana's voice was soft and gentle as she consoled her. "This is not the time to cry, but to be strong. We're going to survive this."

Adelaide's eyes were red and puffy as she looked at Tatiana. "What brought you here? Who sold you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tatiana's expression turned somber. "I was sold by my own uncle. He wanted my father's wealth, and he knew I was the only one who stood in his way. He planned to kill me, but ended up selling me as a slave instead."

Moonlight's voice was laced with sadness as she shared her story. "Mine was different. My mom was struggling financially, and she fell ill. I didn't want to lose her, so I went to borrow money to treat her. I promised to pay the man anything he needed, but he had other plans. I don't even know if my mom is okay."

Adelaide's eyes widened in horror. "I was sold by my own father," Moonlight continued, her voice cracking. "He hated me."

Tatiana's eyes were filled with compassion as she asked, "Your biological father?"

Moonlight nodded, tears streaming down her face. "All my life, I've been searching for love from my father, but it's been nothing but pain. I don't know if I can survive this."

The three girls cried together, their tears a testament to the pain and suffering they had endured.

NEXT DAY

The sound of a bell pierced the air, and the guard's voice barked, "Everyone, come out! Time to work!"

The slaves slowly emerged from their quarters, their eyes sunken and their bodies weak. Adelaide struggled to keep up with the others, her stomach growling with hunger.

As the afternoon wore on, Adelaide's strength began to fade. She stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to work anymore.

The guard's face twisted in anger. "How dare you! Who ordered you to stop working?" he shouted, whipping her across the back.

Adelaide's scream echoed through the air as she felt the lash of the whip. "Aaaaaahhhh!"

Adelaide's scream echoed through the air as the guard continued to whip her. "Aaaaaahhh!"

Pistol's voice snapped through the air, her tone firm. "That's enough!"

The guard hesitated, and Pistol's eyes flashed with anger. "Why are you whipping her? You should at least have pity."

Adelaide struggled to stand up, her eyes fixed on Pistol. "Lai, stand up," Pistol said, her voice softer now.

Adelaide obeyed, her body trembling. "Follow me," Pistol said, turning to walk away.

As they walked, Pistol asked, "Why do you always get into trouble?"

Adelaide held her stomach, her eyes downcast. "Are you hungry?" Pistol asked, her voice filled with concern.

Adelaide nodded, and Pistol took her to her room. She handed Adelaide a plate of food, and Adelaide devoured it like a starving animal. Pistol laughed at the sight.

After Adelaide finished eating, she handed the plate back to Pistol. "Thank you," she said, her voice sincere.

Pistol smiled. "You look tired."

Adelaide nodded, her eyes heavy. "I really need rest.

Pistol nodded. "Don't worry, just rest for two minutes."

As Pistol entered her bathroom, Adelaide asked, "You just came back?"

Pistol replied, "Yeah, I decided to look for you. I was told you were a slave."

Adelaide's eyes dropped, and she muttered, "Yeah."

LUCIFER CHAMBER

Lucifer sat smoking, his eyes fixed on the door as it opened. Cheng walked in, a smirk on his face. "Hey, big bro," he greeted.

Lucifer's expression was unimpressed. "What brings you here? I never sent for you."

Cheng chuckled. "Can't I see my brother again? But I am here for something. The new girl that was bought... I thought she was a maid, but she's a slave. She's too pretty to be a maid."

Lucifer's eyes narrowed. "Don't tell me you're here because of her. She was sold to me, which means she has to be a slave."

Cheng's grin grew wider. "Have you seen her? She's very beautiful, just my type of girl."

Lucifer's expression didn't change. "All the slaves are the type of girls you go for. Go for them."

Cheng laughed, and the sound echoed through the chamber.

MARCUS HOUSE

Narmada's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke to Adelaide's picture. "I miss Adelaide. I hope you're okay wherever you are. I wish I could see you again. I love you."

Tears streamed down her face as she cried. Blaire's voice cut through the silence. "But she's not dead, so why are you crying?"

Narmada's eyes flashed with anger. "How is that any of your business? Go, daughter of a wicked woman."

Blaire rolled her eyes. "She's gone, and you can't do anything about it. No one wanted her here before."

Narmada's voice was venomous. "Who said so?"

The evening had brought a sense of calm to the mansion, and the slaves had been given food for the day. Adelaide had finished eating and decided to take a walk around the mansion. She wore the nightwear Pistol had given her, knowing she hadn't brought any of her own clothes.

As she strolled through the gardens, she came across a beautiful tree that caught her eye. She walked towards it, running her hands over the leaves, and eventually sat down under its branches. The peacefulness of the surroundings lulled her to sleep.

Meanwhile, Tatiana was reading a novel in her quarters when Adelaide crossed her mind. She wondered where Adelaide could be and decided to go look for her. As she stepped outside, the darkness and quietness of the night enveloped her.

Tatiana walked towards the tree where she knew Adelaide often went and found her fast asleep. But what caught her attention was the woman standing in front of Adelaide, wearing a black gown. The woman's presence was intimidating, and Tatiana's instincts told her to be cautious.

Adelaide woke up to find the woman standing over her, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "Who are you?" Adelaide asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

The woman's laughter sent shivers down Adelaide's spine. "You don't have to know me. You're trying to alter the past, but I'm here to stop it. Right now, and here.

Adelaide's fear grew as the woman's eyes seemed to bore into her soul. "Please don't harm me," she begged.

The woman's response was to use her powers to pin Adelaide to the tree.

"Somebody help!" Adelaide screamed, but the woman's cackle echoed through the night. "Sorry, no one can hear you."

The woman raised her hand, and a fiery energy began to build up. "Nooooo!" Adelaide screamed, but before the woman could unleash her power, Lucifer appeared out of nowhere.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice firm and commanding.

The woman's smile was cold and calculated. "You'll hear from me," she said, before disappearing into thin air.

Lucifer turned to Adelaide, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay?"

Adelaide nodded, still shaken. Lucifer's expression softened, and he said, "Be careful."