Sebastian p.o.v.
In a matter of seconds, Vincent arrived at the scenario and dragged her out of the elevator by grabbing her hair in his fist. I don't know why his harsh action plugged a wave of anger into me. She is not the first slave treated like this and surely not the last.
I shrugged off the feeling and followed Daniel's lead toward the ballroom. I'm planning to leave the banquet right after but I'm required to deal with some subjects, therefore waiting up a little which I hate the most.
A few moments later, I'm posing on my throne, when Vincent entered the banquet hall.
He is still holding that slave's hair while blabbering something to her.
Everyone present in the hall illustrated different emotions. Slaves are terrified and the elite are snickering over the scenario.
That slave is looking around, then her gaze stopped at Xavier and he smirked in return. It confirmed my suspicion she is the ONE, he is gawking at while conversing with me a while ago.
Right after Xavier, her sight turned in my direction and I can sense anxiety building inside her from her expressions. Our eyes intertwined and I changed my plan of leaving.
Vincent's men tied her to a small table on the stage in a bending position. She is staring back at me with equal intensity for all this time. It's a disrespectful act and Vincent initiated whipping her with a cane just to escape punishment.
Her skin began to scrap and blood flow out from her wounds. But she is still holding her spirit and it increased my interest in her. Now I wanted to know how much she can endure.
One thing I analyzed about her is that she is persistent and willn't move back easily. I want her since I don't want her dead at least not yet.
Therefore, I winked at her and as I anticipated she lowers her eyes shyly. A crimson color crept on her face making her appear more allure and attractive.
I can feel my heartbeat quicker and heat rushing inside me. I can't take my eyes off her. Vincent's whipping provoked annoyance inside me and I prevent him. But his and Xavier's bickering is getting on my nerve and I decided to take action about it.
I decided to buy her since the woman is a package of surprises for me. She awakened a lot of emotions inside of me just in a few moments, and one of them is curiosity. If she proved herself then it can be a life-changing decision for both of us.
Silence covered the ballroom like a blanket right after I made this announcement while she is glancing around flabbergasted. The kitten doesn't know I never buy a slave from the auction.
She is the first and maybe the last one....too, so it made her kind of special from the rest.
Vincent being himself as greedy as always didn't think twice before reselling her and now the game is falling into my hand. I'll decide her fate and future for sure.
I shifted my remaining assignment towards Daniel and pronounce my associates goodbye, considering I had a new toy to ease my curiosity and I'm interested in her next move.
Daniel indicates for some men to follow me whilst they encircle me immediately while two of them drag that slave out of the ballroom and trail behind me.
I'm always cautious about my locations, therefore, a super deluxe suite on the sixty-six floor is always reserved for me. The entire floor obtained only one suite and it's reserved for me 24/7 for a lifetime.
The room's number is triple six (666) and it is the most expensive suite in the entire city. It's simply for a show and it only reflected the power of money.
I boarded a private elevator and within a few moments, we arrived at our destination. I fished out a card (made out of gold ) from my pocket and opened the suite door.
She doesn't utter a single word, the whole time but observed everything. She seemed like a lost dog. It's impossible to break through this type of security and I'm sneering at her expressions.
" Take her inside.."
I ambled toward my room and open it with my thumbprint while ordering my men. They obeyed me and dragged her inside the room. I gestured to them and they leave the room immediately.
Now she is alone with me and I'm confused about what to do with her. I didn't buy her for my pleasure, I had my way of that but why do I always possess an alien feeling around her?
I'm glaring at her and she's measuring my every action too. I can feel her scorching gaze over me and to my surprise, it's kind of hot.
I can feel the heat and decided to take off my coat. Maybe my action triggered her and she plunge into the fruit basket which is placed on the table beside her.
She pulled out a knife from the basket and pointed at me as if she is ready to stab me with it. But I just rolled my eyes and began to take off my tie and lose my collar.
"WHAT THE HELL.....YOU, PEOPLE, THINK OF YOURSELF. YOU HAVE MONEY AND POWER SO...SO YOU CAN DO ANYTHING WITH IT. WHAT A SHAME ....YOU PEOPLE SELLING AND BUYING HUMAN-LIKE ANIMALS. WHAT A SHAME.....YOU THINK OF A WOMAN, NOT MORE THAN THREE HOLES TO FILL. A WOMAN ...WHO CAN BE SOMEONE MOTHER, SISTER....OR.....OR A DAUGHTER...BUT YOU NEVER THINK OF THAT...BECAUSE ...YOU, PEOPLE, ARE MONSTERS... ENTIRELY A HEARTLESS MONSTER."
She yelled at me with all her energy. Treas stained her face and she seemed to drain out and devastated. But her outburst left me speechless.
What she's expressing is not a lie but a harsh reality of this world.
" Prove me...."
I peeked at her with a bored expression and articulated her coldly. She kept her guard on and still clutched the knife in her hand.
" What do I need to prove to you?"
She raised her doubts to me and I can sense a touch of life in her voice. Her eyes glimmer with hope and exactly that's what I want.
" Prove Me!!!!! Women are more useful than to fill three holes of them...."
I illustrated to her what I'm saying while keeping my voice as soft as possible, she seemed to be frightened and I didn't want to terrify her further.
"H...How...how can I?"
Words slipped from her mouth meekly and a sadistic smile crept on my face. The Little Lamb falls for Wolf's trap perfectly.
What do you think...what's in Sabastian's head and what he is planning to do with Erika"
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