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THE MAFIA's GIRL

It is a novel about a girl. Who is silly yet brave living an ordinary life..... plot changes when someone kidnaps her by her own silliness and sell her in a black auction, there she was sold to a mafia boss...let's see, if she will be free of captivity or will she be able to survive in a strange surrounding.... let us found it in the journey of her life...

Shalo · Teen
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17 Chs

Baiting starts:

.. Someone pulled her hair again and dropped her hard on the ground. She could hear someone say "She is a foreigner from India, beautiful and talented. She as pure as you can think of, maybe no one has kissed her yet, which can dance & sing and many more things that you can never imagine off. The bait of this piece starts from 50.000$". Now she could hear all types of filthy comments pass on her. She could not tolerate any more rages are getting on her nerves, being here in the middle of these filthy people, wet and naked. She could not endure it anymore. She runs here & there crazily, to run away, but she gets to know that she is trapped inside a cage. What an irony of life. The person who wants to score high in the sky is, now trapped inside the cage...

she couldn't think anymore and just want to die at the sheer moment. She began to bang her head on the iron rods insanely, she has lost the hope to live.

A light blink in her mind as hope returned. The hope of light came to her to see, where this change of game will take her? She could end her life when the result doesn't make her life any better.

She was beginning to stop but the action has created great chaos. Someone pulled her so hard on the floor that without any support, she could not stand for a moment. She could hear someone frowning at her. She could hear footsteps coming near her, "We don't take so much pain to make you die without gaining any profit. If you want to die, you can die when you got sold until then don't create any nuisance stay quiet and if you don't I will take your life for sure". She became quiet as she was thinking of this. "Who was the filthy being going to buy her". Once again, she hears all sort of disgusting voice roar up in the air and one saying "I apologise for the inconveniences. Let's start again with the baiting because nights are short and the items are beautiful.". She started to a thing, "Pls! someone stops him. His poetic lines are worse than me"...

The baiting price becomes to rise. Someone said "60,000$". Someone's said "85,000$". Baiting price going higher & higher and at last stopped at 100,000$. It seems like the owner of the voice is a filthy one. Who has raped alot of girls? He has a tone of lust in his voice. Which is giving chilly feelings to her. She said in her mind now I'm surely dommed. If I am going to sell to this man...

She began to pray to the god "No, not this man pls god pls!!!!! ". As god is listening to her a more manly and complex voice rose in the air. Which seemed to be full of arrogance and men-ego, but there is soft touch to the voice. Which eases her. The voice directly rose the baiting to 1,000,000$. So, there was no competition left. She was sold to a ruthless man with an unknown calibre. With her senses, she can tell. He was older than her maybe 40 or 30 years older and can say that he is a rich freak. Who will pay 1 million dollars for something like that? "Is he mad or have no sense of using money". She feels a stink feeling on her back and fainted again. The darkness swallowed her.

She could hear, the voice in her ears like the moving of a car opening of gates and door and her falling on something soft and cushiony.

She finally gains strength to open her eyes again and from the feel of it, she could say that she was lying on a bed and someone is beside her on the other side of the bed. She began to move as softly and slowly, as not to disturb the person sleeping on the bed but still, she can not do much because she was tied, the same way when she was faint. Her eyes tied up, her mouth stuffed with cloth, now almost choking her up and her body becomes dry but still without clothes.

When she began to move someone pushed her on the bed and she became to struggle, to release herself from the grip but the efforts are going in vain...

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