"You have taken me away from all joy.
Yet I will suffer exactly, and very exactly
only as long as it pleases me, "- Christine Lavant

Adul

My heavy eyes opened to the ray of sun from the window the light being slightly distorted through the white curtains. My body flushed against his white bedsheets as my limbs untangled from my sleep. His warmth was departed from mine making the other bedside empty as a fluffed pillow was taking his place.

The sound of bathwater quickly flowed as the light peeped through the bathroom. I pushed myself up frowning at how long I've been sleep. The ticking sound of his vintage analog clock that hung on the wall clashed with the flowing water as the bathroom door quickly opened.

He revealed himself walking in towards his large dresser as his upper body was shirtless and his pants hanging low on his hips.

"Good morning sleepyhead, You're finally awake," he smiled "I made you a bath, we have somewhere to be this afternoon." he spoke, he paced towards me placing a kiss upon my cheek.

I widened my eyes at his actions, ever since my forgiveness his demeanor has changed. His kindness towards me became immense but I had a feeling it wouldn't last.

"Where do we have to be exactly?" I asked as he turned from his large dresser to face me.

"Namjoon is having our annual banquet at his home, and after two years of hosting it myself I'm quite delighted to rest for a change."

I rolled my eyes at his explanation, once again would I have to portray his trophy wife, a prized possession he would show off to his rich friends and then I would return to this captivity.

Although I knew my plan was to continue playing his game to use it against him—I couldn't change so quickly... I could not end up like Hannah.

"And what if I don't want to go? you should take the other girls out for a change."  I challenged as he continued to roam through his drawer.

"The other dolls aren't you," he lowered his voice
"and your baths getting cold." sighing he reached for my wrist.

Retracting my wrist from his hold I made my way to his large bathroom as he followed right behind me. I quickly turned to shut the door as his hand forced it open.

"Please... I won't do anything without your permission." his expression softened.

I slowly opened the door as he quickly walked towards the sink grabbing two champagne glasses that were half filled. Candles surrounded the small space as well as two trays of fruit.

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"Consider this... a thank you, for your forgiveness, in no way do I truly deserve it." he smiled, handing me a glass. I took a small sip as the liquid burned my throat waking me from my drowsiness.

"Taehyung... there is an exception to my forgiveness." I declared

"And what might that be?"

"Treat me like I am real... I am not some plastic doll you can just claim." I stated as he slowly took another sip of the champagne he furrowed his eyebrows at the aftertaste.

"Being a doll isn't a bad thing, it's honorable—
take your bath quickly, your dress will be ready once you're done." He stated leaving the bathroom and shutting the door behind him.

I undressed as I stepped into the warm bath, letting the soapy water comfort my body. The thought of him ever seeing me more than just some toy crossing my mind. He built his fortune by dehumanizing women and he believes that this lifestyle is better than the ones we had before.

He was wrong.

I quickly rinsed off hearing a knock on the door. "I'm almost done." I shouted when I heard a soft voice respond.

"Sir informed me to have you ready in less than ten... may I enter?" Darla spoke as I rolled my eyes at his request.

"Yes, you may.I granted exiting the bath and quickly wrapping myself in a clean towel.

"Goodness, We must hurry madam' he's waiting for you." she rushed me out as she handed me undergarments and a rose pink gown.

"Darla, you don't have to call me madam just call me Adul." I responded as she began to clean the bathroom.

"No!" she shouted, her anxious expression soon changed as we made eye contact "I'd rather call you madam... It fits you better." she smiled chillingly.

Her black hair was slicked into a ponytail as she wore her maid attire. Her fishnets leading down to her black flats. She was obviously older than me but couldn't be by too many years.

"Darla, how old are you?" I asked slipping on the pink gown. It fits tightly on my physique as it flowed down to my ankles. I looked into the large mirror pressed onto the wall as I began to cover my body in the diamonds laid out for me.

"Thirty, mam," she spoke, I grimaced why would someone so young choose to stay here?

"How did you meet Taehyung?" I questioned impulsively.

"I shouldn't share that with you." she frowned

"Why not?" I turned to her raising a brow.

"Oversharing is not a nice thing to do. It causes inconvenience," she said with a nonchalant expression.

She walked towards me with a brush in hand detangling my hair, she braided my bangs to the back and added an encrusted clip to hold it in place.

I quickly put on the pale pink louboutin pumps that matched the dress. She handed me a diamond encrusted clutch as we walked out the door.

Taehyung being relaxed in the parlor and Yoongi and Irving sat beside him.

"Sir, she's finally prepared." Darla confirmed

Taehyung stood up from the sofa wearing a black suit with a pink tie tucked into the folds. His wrist was dashed with sterling silver bracelets and watches as his fingers contained his rings. He looked me over in content as he reached for my hand.

"Goodness you are—"

"You look hot!" Irving gasped as she cackled, her arm was wrapped around Yoongi as they both matched in red.

"Exactly that...very well then, Darla we'll be on our way." Taehyung spoke as his eyes remained staring at me.

We walked out of the mansion as a white Mercedes Benz and a Black BMW rested in the circular pathway.

"You never told me Irving was coming." I spoke as he pulled out his keys.

"Oh well Irving is coming."" he smirked as he pressed the button making the white car light up. I watched as Yoongi opened the passengers' door to his black car allowing Irving to get in.

"We're not carpooling?" I asked as he scoffed.

"Of course not doll... we're rich."

I sat in the passengers' seat as I admired the all-white interior. He quickly started the vehicle and began to drive out the curvaceous path.

I glanced out the window at the lonesome road for some time as he played soft music throughout the vehicle, looking into the mirror Yoongi's car was directly behind us as we drove to the destination.

The large Mansion was covered in white stucco and contained windows across the home that allowed bright lights to be shown through. Plenty of men and women stepped from their vehicles and proceeded to the entrance.

He drove to the front of the entrance as two young men opened the car door for the both of us.

"Sir, may I park your vehicle?" the chauffeur spoke as Taehyung tossed him the keys.

"I don't want a speck on it kid." he spat making the young chauffeur nod vigorously.

I struggled to walk on the grey cobblestone pathway to the front door in my pumps making Taehyung wrap his arm around my waist as we proceeded to the entrance.

Soft french music played within the mansion as many people stood in a conversation along the home. The Gold Interior of the manor complimented the bright yellow lights as art hung on the walls.

"I see he finally fixed this place up, " Taehyung whispered while looking around.

"Good evening, you may proceed to the dining." The butler spoke as he handed us both a glass.

I followed Taehyung to the large reception where multiple circular tables were scattered. Fresh white lilies were the main attraction of the centerpiece as white ceramic plates surrounded them.

We sat towards the center as Taehyung pulled out a chair granting me to sit down. The plate of food in front of me causing me to squirm.

"What is this?" I frowned using my fork to push the mystery meat in the red liquid.

"Coq au vin doll, " He stated taking a sip of the wine in his glass.

I furrowed my brows as I watched him gulp the wine down. The red drink leaving a stain on his pink lips.

"You say that like I know what it means?"

"It's chicken braised in red wine." He smirked

I watched as everyone began to be seated, Irving and Yoongi sitting at a table beside us. The peaceful music coming to a halt as the atmosphere became quiet.

"Good evening, I would like to thank you for attending our annual banquet, " Namjoon spoke, he stood on a platform amongst the crowd. I looked beside me as Taehyung cleared his throat.

"This year I have formed an alliance with a good friend of mine to create a visual market that can make our entire industry change. Tonight will be the first night of its viewing." he continued

"Namjoon and I understand your constant worries and fears of the future of our industry and this will make that anxiety cease," Jimin spoke as he tugged on the pocket of his blazer pulling out a white sheet.

"If you look to the side of your centerpiece there should be two handheld signs. Like an auction once you see something you would like to claim, hold up a sign and state your bid."

I quickly grabbed the sign as I read the words esclave sexuelle italicized on the front. Taehyung slyly snatched it from my hand.

"Taehyung what does this—"

"If you look towards the right of the room this is where the show will begin, enjoy and thank you," Jimin spoke as the lights slowly dimmed.

A spotlight focused on the right side of the reception room. The music played a little louder as a pale body emerged from the black curtains, her body was only covered in black lingerie as her hands were forcefully tied behind her back and her mouth gagged.

A man held her arms and walked her to the center of the room. Her eyes were opened wide as they begged for anyone's help.

"Her name is Nina, she is only nineteen, and weighs one hundred and twenty pounds. Starting at one hundred thousand if anyone would like to bid please do so," Namjoon spoke.

"one hundred and fifty thousand, " I heard beside me.

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