Chapter 23
Avery
After collecting the small tube of pink liquid and the key to the armband on my wrist, my patron led me outside to a high end Lamborghini packed at the rear of the building the auction was held in.
I was not in the mood to fawn on my patron so I looked out of the tinted. windows of the Lamborghini in boredom.
My patron sat by my side.
Since he was very close to me, my senses that had been dulled by the armband noticed that he was a werewolf.
My heart sank.
My worst fears had come true.
My patron was a werewolf and by the look of things, he was a strong and influential werewolf.
My chances of escaping went below the average percent.
My patron did not say his name. He didn’t even say anything to me but I felt like the calm he was exhibiting to me would be the calm before a storm.
My mind tried to come up with solutions to this new twist in my predicament but I still came up blank.
I was entangled with my thoughts so I did not know when we arrived at my patron’s residence.
My patron cleared his throat to bring me out of my thoughts.
I looked down in embarrassment.
I came down from the vehicle as slowly as I could.
It is as if time would slow down if I moved like a snail.
I did not wish to face my situation but there was nothing I could do.
I could not stall forever.
I followed my patron into the huge mansion before us.
The mansion was big on the inside unlike the portable outside appearance it had. Luxurious decorations and furniture came into my sights as I entered.
My patron rang a bell that was beside the door and footsteps sounded.
A plump woman appeared.
She bowed to my patron.
“Teach her the rules of this place. When I need her, I would call for her.” My patron said before he left.
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He did not hand over the key to my armband and the small tube of pink liquid to the new arrival. He brought it with him when he exited.
Immediately my patron left, the ingratiating expression on the woman’s face disappeared and a cold one took its place.
“Follow me.” The plump woman said before she led me through a couple of hallways.
down for a second, the plump woman leading me to our
reached
was as big as a large window filled the left part
the right side, a building
postures the girls were in was similar to a
not enough space to move around and the girls in the cages had to sit in one
I felt disgusted.
Dark Dome’s auction to buy slaves, my impression
a righteous face but his deeds
that were
not feel the
giving out
that bought me had a background that was darker than
why he had girls locked up inside cages
plump woman that led me
so I won’t show what I was feeling on my
on
to a room.
your room. We do things in a
geared up.to hear what
in this place and her words would give me a
the instructions you are given without any questions.”
at her sentence.
to ask or I would not be okay.
cages?” I asked and the look on the woman’s face turned colder than it
I had overstepped some kind of invisible boundary. “What is your name?”
on her, “My name is
you have forgotten the first rule I mentioned previously.” The woman spat, “I
don’t have any relation with you.” The woman continued and
don’t think this woman would appreciate any replies or words that comes out of my
rule is
entered the room she assigned to me and she pointed on the light clothes that was folded on the narrow bed.
get ready for when Mr. Drake would call you to serve
sound of her words did not sit well with me
the same vibes the word ‘patron‘ gave me when
patron was named
“Serve?” I repeated.
head around what I think the word
was sold by the Dark Dome organization, I had hoped for an alternative way to the
me like an high speeding truck.
behaving like a virginal maiden. You know what serving Mr. Drake means. It means you have to sleep with him. Simple.” The woman said with a gloating smile when
still smiling as she left
not stand up to close the door because I was still digesting everything
in my heart for Mr. Drake.
to
an ancient
Sadie took me to, I wanted to only have sex with my lifelong partner instead of men I knew I would go nowhere
can never sleep with
is against my
even if the action would turn out to be a futile
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