LILLY

I close my eyes for five minutes when an iron rod is smacked against the bars, making me cover my ears. I watch as the man in a red mask is the one making the sound and Romano is standing behind him. He wore black slacks with white lines and his vest was of the same material. His white shirt inside with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, exposing the tattoo sleeve on his left arm. His hands were buried in the pockets of his slacks as he waits silently, watching me. His hair was pushed back, wet even. His jaw sets when he opens the cell and walks in "Morning, Lilly. Sleep well?" He mocked me and I hated him so much. With flicks of his index finger, he says, "Up." I take my time in standing up, pulling down at the hem of my shirt, shaking badly. His eyes go to my thighs and I clench my legs together.

The red-masked man pushes in a chair and Romano sits on it, slouching, getting comfortable with his long legs apart. His elbow resting on the arm of the chair. He stares quietly. Then he points at the floor "Sit." I swallow and slowly kneel, shaking with fear again. I need to stop this. I need to stop being so weak but I can't. I'm so scared. At any moment anything can happen.
He tilts his head "Good girl." I gasp when he leans, resting his elbows on his knees "Where is Rossi?" My lips quiver because I knew nothing could come good out of this but I still ask "Who?" I honestly did not know who he wanted.

He explains it to me "Rossi, the man you brought back to life." His name is Rossi.
I gulp "I don't know. I don't know where he is or even who he is. I swear to you." He grabs my jaw, his voice low and rough, words slow "Why are you helping him?" I grab onto his wrist with both hands "I'm not helping anyone. I swear! I don't know what you want from me or what you want me to say! I don't know who you're looking for and I don't know who Rossi is! I think you have the wrong person. I do not know who was brought into the place I work at. I do not know his real name. I do not know who he is." I catch my breath after saying this, and yet I continue "All I know is a wounded man came into the ER. A bullet through his heart. He got a transplant and that's it. When I went to check up on him a couple of hours later, he was gone, and then I saw the guy in a golden mask who brought me here. That's it!"

Tears spilled down my cheeks and onto the place between his thumb and finger. He stared at the drop and gently put his hand on my cheek, swiping the tears with his thumb "You're still here because you know something. You're still here because I'm keeping you here. Otherwise, you would've been someone else's property, being fucked by them day and night or maybe even killed by them. If you do not come clean, I won't hesitate to sell you, Lilly. At all." I hold onto his wrist even tighter and begged for my life "Please, let me go. I won't tell anyone. I promise. Please, don't do that to me. Please. I beg you. I beg you not to let anyone else take me." He tilts his head, a lazy smile on his lips "No? You don't wanna go with anyone?" I shake my head. He raises his brow "You wanna stay with me?" I pause and pull my bottom lip between my teeth.

His voice is seductive now "Tell me, Lilly. Do you want to stay with me?" His brown eyes are wicked. The smirk on his lips mocked me. I didn't want to stay with him but at the same time, I can't forget that night. I can't forget how they were looking at me, ready to throw money at him to have me. It makes me sick to my stomach. Especially the bald guy who had his hand between that poor girl's legs even when he was sitting in the crowd. Or the woman who had her hand on that girl's breast as she waited to bet on me. I cannot live like that. My odds were tricky. My odds were not fair. But I had to say it. I had to survive.

He grabs my face with both of his hands, his veins bulging underneath his tattoos "We're running out of time, Lilly. Do you want to stay with me?" I grab onto his hands and nod, crying as I felt I gave away my will to live. He smiles "You have to say it, Lilly. You have to mean it." I cry "Yes! I wanna stay with you, Romano. Please, I wanna stay with you. Don't give me away. Please! Don't sell me!" He pulls my face closer, wiping his thumb under my nose and then wiping away the tears "You will stay with me? Do whatever I tell you to do? Say whatever I tell you to say?" I cry even more and nod. I hated this so much. He closes in, even more, whispering on my lips "Will you fuck me the way I want you to fuck me? Fuck whoever I tell you to fuck?" I cry louder at that. He chuckles and pecks on both corners of my lips "You're mine now, Lilly." He gets up and walks away but not before saying "Congratulations, Lilly. You just signed your fucking life away." I hold myself and scream, crying till my lungs burned with no air.

I screamed for my life, my dignity, and my will to live. I screamed until I passed out on the floor.

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Something nudged my stomach. I open my eyes to look up. Romano. Staring down at me in a black suit. I get to my feet even when my head felt dizzy. How long was I out? My face felt cramped from all the dry tears and my throat hurt. I needed water but I was afraid to move.
Everything came crashing down on me.
What I did. What I said.
He says "Get up. We're going somewhere." I wanted nothing more but to leave this cell but, what if where he's taking me is worse?
I ask "W-where?" He smirks "You're mine now, Lilly. You're gonna come with me."

He grabs my wrist and pulls me out. I try to fight but that's all in vain when he says "You fight, and I'll do something that you've been fearing for a long time." I let him drag me out of the cell. This time no blindfold.
Out the cell, down the narrow dark corridor, and then to the black double doors. He pulls the door open and I'm suddenly in another world.

Red soft carpet under my feet. The smell of wine and food makes my stomach growl. Waiters walk left and right, serving customers their food or drinks. No. I whimper and pull on his arm. This was the bidding room. He stops and turns to look at me with a brow raised "Walk, Lilly."

"No, please. I don't want to be here. Please don't let them have me. You promised. You promised me!"

He steps closer and I take a step back, my wrist still in his grip "I'm not selling you, Lilly. They should know that you're off the market now." And then drags me down the crowd and right in the middle of them. They were here again. The same faces from that day. I was in even lesser clothes than I was before. The crowd goes quiet and I hear a whistle at me. I hid behind him but he tugs on my arm, making me stand in front of him. His front pressed to my back and his hands were on my shoulders. Keeping me still and keeping me trapped. Two of the men sitting closer to us looked down at my legs and I pushed on the hem of the shirt to hide my thighs. Having the bad urge to grab their tablecloths and just wrap them around my waist.
I almost yelp when I feel his fingers in my hair, brushing through them as he leans to my ear and whispers "Shh, relax. They're not gonna have you now. You're all mine now, tesoro (darling)."

With his grip tight on me, he gently nudged me to walk. I do. I walk slowly.
I turn my head to the right and accidentally make eye contact with a woman that bought that guy from last time. She was sitting in his lap, rubbing herself on him by moving her hips. She blows me an air kiss and when I looked at the guy, he's enjoying it. Clad in a blue suit that complimented his everything. He smiled and winked at me. I turn my head the other way. That bald man was still here with that girl in his lap. His hand grabbed her thigh and she looked terrified. She made eye contact with me for only a second and then closed her eyes, shivering. But he just wraps his arms around her and tries to calm her down with a smile, saying things to her that I can't hear but were probably bad by the way she shivered even more.

Romano walked to the table in the front, where he usually sat last time, and made me sit in the black velvet chair. I hold onto the seat and look up at him. He waits for the crowd to go silent "I'm impressed by the offers I've been getting for her from you. The highest one of you went was to almost a billion dollars." He smiles "I don't think I've seen a billion dollars all at once." The crowd chuckles. He looks down at me. His finger curving under my chin, "She's off the market because she's mine now." The crowd screamed and booed at him. One of the guys said "Keeping all the good stuff to yourself, Romano?" My body was locked in position at fear when I heard that.

Romano speaks "You know, she's a virgin." The crowd goes crazy and my eyes go wide. Oh, god! He's enjoying this, he's enjoying the crowd screaming his name. "And she said something that all of us wish to hear." The crowd quiets down when he looks at me again "Lilly, sweetheart, repeat what you said to me in the cell. How you want to be with me than with them." My eyes began to water, my lips quivering. I hold his wrist with both hands "Please." He shakes his head that it was no big deal "I just want them to know who you belong to now. You just have to say my name." I cry when I see the threat in his eyes, and then I obey "I wanna be with you, Romano." The crowd cursed at him for some reason. He puts his finger to his lips while he links the fingers of his other hand with mine, pulling me up from the chair. I hide my face, crying.

I wanna wake up from this bad dream. I wanna be away from this so badly. I just wanna wake up, find myself in the cafeteria room of the hospital and forget this nightmare.

His finger presses to his lips, making the crowd go silent again, and wraps his arm around my stomach, pressing me to his body. I hated his touch. It made me sick. He kisses the side of my head "You can't have her but I can show her off, right?" Then he says something that has me screaming out of his grip "I bet she's never been touched either." His other hand comes around to my mouth, silencing my cries as he holds me against him. The crowd cheers, going crazy as they see me struggle. The girl on the guy's lap has her eyes teary for me. Romano puts his hand in my underwear and I lean my head back, crying against his palm. He whispers in my ear "Relax, Lilly. I promise this will feel good." He pulls apart the lips of my core and his middle finger works on my clit, slowly, in a precise circle. The crowd stares. Not even in shock. They stare as if this were a treat to their eyes. Some watch me and some watch his hand working in my underwear. The ones who were here with a date had their hands up their dresses or down their pants too. My feet curled on the carpet, my legs pressed themselves together but with his hand in between, he somehow kept my legs from quashing his hand. I hated every ounce of my body for being traitorous.

I feel the stimulation of his rhythmic circles on my clit that makes my back arch. I clench my eyes close and hold his arm, sinking my nails in them. My cries turned into moans against his palm.
He pulls away his hand from my mouth and keeps me pressed to him but draped that arm over my chest. I moan a cry and I could hear another girl moan one too.
He whispers "This will all be over in seconds, Lilly." I let out a throaty scream as I trembled in this hold "Please." I throw my head back on his chest as I reach a disgusting orgasm. He keeps me in this trance by pinching my swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger, putting on a show for everyone in the crowd.
And just second after mine, another guy groaned and I knew what he did. I knew it too well. My body felt drained instantly but he holds me straight, brushing his fingers through mine as he says to the crowd "Beautiful, isn't she? Virgin. And by the looks of it, I'm the first person to touch her."

The little energy I had been saving up these days had me drained as he uses it all against me. Making me shiver on my legs. My eyes are heavy, barely could keep them open. The sounds of their laughter went distant to my ears. The last thing I remembered was being picked up by him as he walks out. My head to his shoulder, my face almost in the crook of his neck. He smelled like citrus and tobacco. And the last thing he whispered was "Prendi dei cazzo di vestiti per lei (Get her some fucking clothes)."

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CARTER

I put her gently back in her cell, changing her into a pair of track pants and a T-shirt.
She's out cold because she's out of energy.

I sigh and walk out, giving instructions to Elijah as he takes off his red mask "Give her a proper meal when she wakes up. Oh and tell me when she wakes up too. I need to talk to her."
We walked in the narrow corridor and took left instead of going through the bidding room.
We went through the narrower hall that led to my corner of the house. I take out a cigarette and put it between my lips "Get her checked too. I don't want her to get sick. Not yet." I light up the cigarette and take a drag, sighing in satisfaction. Elijah just says "Okay." I stop. He wasn't fighting. He wasn't telling me his opinions or even agreeing with me.

I turn around and find his face fallen. I raise my brow "Spit it out." He sighs "You embarrassed her in front of the crowd. What's next?" I stay quiet, letting him continue as I smoke "I thought you never liked using your father's torture tactics after what he did to your-" he stops because he knew I don't like saying it out loud.
I take one last drag before throwing it on the floor and putting it out under my shoe "I don't. I fucking hate it. But you know what I fucking want more?" I step closer. We were the same height so we looked perfectly eye to eye "I want my fucking freedom, Elijah. I'm ready to cross any boundaries if I can have that ten years of freedom." I turn around to storm but he says "And what if it's all a trick? What if your father tricked you?" I stop again, listening to him with my back turned "You know he's a trickster, he loves it. What if it's all a trick? What if he breaks that promise?" I sigh and push my hands in the pockets of my slacks "Then... if he does, I'll put a bullet through his head, and then everyone in the cartel."

I storm out. Leaving him behind.

I'm almost near my part of the house when something lunges out of the shadows. I'm quick in grabbing the short person by their neck and pinning them against the wall. Pushing off the hood of their stupid fucking black cape to find out a pair of green eyes staring at me. Gems all over her eyelids. Her cherry-glossed lips stretched into a smile and her hand goes to grab my dick in my pants. I tilt my head "What the fuck are you doing here?" She kneads her hand on my cock and I get closer to her, trapping her in between my arms on the wall. Selena unbuckled my belt with her other hand "Getting you hard enough to fuck me against this wall." I raise my brow "I didn't call on you today." She nods, turning my cock so hard that my pants become tight at the front and I hiss "Fuck." She moans by just watching me "I know. Fuck me, Carter." I bury my face in her neck, kissing up the side of it. She nods, undoing the hook of my slack and pushing down the zip, her hands going inside my boxers and grabbing me by my balls.
I warn her "You know you're gonna get fucked if you do this." She takes my right hand and pushes my middle finger into her mouth, sucking from the base to the tip of it. I almost smile because that was the hand that was inside Lilly's panties minutes ago.
She guides my hand down to between her legs and moans when I push my middle finger between her folds and slowly rub her clit, so wet and so swollen. She begs "Just do it, Carter. Against the wall. Do it now." I'm almost tearing my pants apart when I remember I don't have a condom.
It was in my room and fucking hell if I let her anywhere near my personal fucking space. I shake my head "No, I didn't call on you, you don't get my cock." She whimpers but moans when my fingers work expertly. I smile and turn her around, pinning her to the wall again, her cheek against it and I press my cock to her ass, guiding her hips to grind on me. She does it like the horny rabbit she was. Making me feel good. I grab her ponytail and wrap her long hair around my hand, tugging on it till her head leans back. I bit her neck and pushed two fingers inside her from behind. Thrusting them in and out.
I thrust them in roughly and she whimpered but she enjoyed it so much. She begged for my cock but I tell her "You either enjoy my hand or go home without cumming. The choice is yours." I pull my fingers out and she whines.
Right choice. I push two digits in and then three. Curving them down to hit the spot that made every woman go crazy. She moans loudly in the hall but I whispered in her ear "If you scream too loud, sweetheart, someone will know, and if they know and decided to investigate that sound, they'll find me fucking you with my hand. I'm decent but you," I look down at her exposed cunt "you, my darling, are exposed enough for them to have wet dreams about you for weeks."
Her soft walls clench around my fingers and I drill them into her deeper, working her to cum. And she does in seconds. Her knees buckle but she held herself up with the support of the wall, crying out her cum. She cries and I chuckle "That's it. Take it like the bad girl you are." She moans even louder and then comes down from it. Turning around to look at me, she catches her breath "One of these days I'm gonna have you go down on me." I lean closer and wipe my hand on her cape "In your wet dreams, darling." Then I'm off. Walking away without looking back.

I needed to prepare for the next torture. Which was to break Lilly's soul.

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