Assumptions

Erika p.o.v.

All of us stepped out of the suite and proceeded toward the main gate. As we arrived at the entrance, three black limousines are waiting for us. What

I observed, there are many girls just like from different regions of the world.

All of them are dressed in a pale white frock identical to mine and there are black collars with the sign "V" around their necks. And all of us are waiting to board at the driveway.

We are thirty in number including me and Laila. Vincent move forward as he gestured to his men to stuff the girls in the last two limousines. His man obeyed his orders while all of them carried guns with them.

Vincent dragged me toward the first limousine while Laila trailed behind us, maintaining her jealous attitude as usual.

Laila handed down me a box as soon as the three of us hopped into the vehicle. I opened the box and it contained two collars same as I notice on the necks of other girls.

Anger boosted in me as I clenched my teeth and glared at Laila. She proudly picks up the collar and fastened it around her neck.

She even offered me a hand to clamp it, Vincent is peeking in our direction from the corner of his eyes, so I don't have much choice but to submit to them.

Endure it...endure it, I'm enchanting this over and over in my head whilst a fake smile plastered over my face all the time.

" You are doing well!!"

Vincent compliment me when he observed, I don't show any reluctance and I offered him my most fake smile in return.

After an hour's ride, the car finally halted at the patio of a seven-star Hotel. A servant wearing an expensive uniform opened the car door and we all descended from our respective cars.

The building is huge and quite breathtaking, and we all are awestruck by the scenery of the place. But thirty girls and eleven men fully loaded with guns standing on the patio waiting for their escort is quite a chaotic view.

Therefore, hastily a bunch of fifteen staff members along with their manager welcomed us. He led our way toward our allotted suite and it's far away from the ballroom.

Laila divided all the girls and the men into six teams. A few moments later, an expensive suite is granted to us.

" Careful about her, I didn't want any trouble. I'm getting on to meet some clients and trying to seal some opportunities...I'm not only a panderer here...There are a lot this year"

Vincent warned her to keep an eye on me all the time and left the room shortly.

On my way to the suite earlier, l  observed there are many girls in the same circumstances as us. They are all accompanied by different pimps like Vincent and our suites are arranged at a safe distance from the main building.

After a while, Laila received a call from Vincent on the room intercom. She nodded like a pet dog on the phone and send the first team out of the room.

" Be respectful and obedient to all the men, even if they ask you to strip there.....obey them"

She strictly instructed them in a harsh voice before sending them out of the suite.

One by one all the other teams started to vanish from the suite leaving the last team and it is a cluster of me, Laila, and the other three girls.

I'm getting anxious with every passing moment. l glanced in the direction of the other three girls and their faces showed the same expression as mine.

But, Laila on the other hand is smiling ear to ear. Her wide grin is getting on my nerve and I'm quite near to loosening my s*it.

However, before any words come out of my mouth, the intercom rang again and I know this time it was our turn.

My hands are getting cold and I can feel beads of sweat on my forehead.

What if I'm getting sold this time?

What if that man r@ped me before I can escape..?

Maybe today was my last day on this earth..!!

Assumptions like this are breeding in my head making me more and more nervous. Laila lead our way toward the main building while four gunmen trailed behind us.

She knew every turn and twist of the place like the back of her hand and this doesn't surprise me at all. She surely attended a lot of banquets like this and even pleased some of Vincent's clients greatly.

Finally, we arrived at the door of a magnificent ballroom. The area is crowded with bodyguards who were fully loaded with different types of guns.

Security is dangerous and tightened even more than the president of the country. I also noticed the most dangerous breed of dogs like "Pitbull Terrier" and " German Shepherds" present there scanning the whole place.

It made me curious and uncomfortable simultaneously.

" A lot of gangs leader, politicians, and even powerful military officers are attending this banquet today. Nobody dares to decline the invention of a 'MAFIA KING'

And that's the reason, Erika, Vincent is very anxious today. You know the rule here...if a slave commits a mistake, it counts on his/her master's account. Thus, be on your best behavior...Erika. "

Laila explained in my ear softly when we are standing in the queue for inspection.

Soon they examined us for any kind of guns, pills, or any other specious thing with the help of a metal detector or even with their hands.

A few moments later, they cleared us and we entered a royal ballroom.

From an expensive marble floor to a luxurious chandelier everything screamed money here. Moreover, the delicious smell of food made my mouth water, whoever doesn't taste anything superior for ages.

Laila led us upstairs toward a relatively big ballroom. The voices of laughing and chatting came out of the mahogany double door.

Laila knocked on the door in a signal manner and a gunman opened it and let us in. The sight inside the banquet hall made the earth shake under my feet and my heart is trembling with fear.