Capítulo 4: Laila
Erika p.o.v
The door of my cell slowly opened and "Laila" revealed herself as she stepped inside. I knew her since day one and she is still Vincent's favored pet.
Seriously, I pity this girl. She developed such great enviousness inside her that she didn't even realize what she is doing to herself.
Being a who*e never took her anywhere. She will merely become a puppet in the hand of others and one day they will discard her like a thrash.
It's not only her fate but everyone who fell into their trap. She is only a victim like me but the difference is in our choices.
She poked me with the nook of her red shiny shoe while covering her nose with her one hand. She is disgusted by the environment and it is articulated over her face.
"Hey, are you dead? "
Disdain is clear in her voice as she crossed her arms while scanning my surroundings. After examining the expression on her face, I can say she is having some flashbacks in her head.
"Nope!!!!!! Sorry for disappointing you"
I arrogantly replied to her while raising from the ground. She is impoverished at controlling her emotions thus anger easily boosted her. She grabbed my hair and yanked me violently.
I can skillfully break her wrist if I wanted to, but that's not what I have been taught. You should at least need a component equal to your skill for a fight, not a weaker one.
You can't insult yourself like this. 'He' (Allen) is used to reminisce with me about this phase.
She lifted her hand to slap me but stop in mid-air. A smirk made its way to my lips, I know I have power over her, especially in this matter, she can't hurt me physically.
Only Vincent owned the liberty to do so. She controlled her temper and lower her hand like a fool. I can't help but scoff over her action.
" Vincent summoned you, I'm responsible for your well-being and all doll up for you while you are in the 'Auction'. Now proceed we don't have time to waste, he is waiting for us."
She informed me as she dragged me out of the cell by holding my forearm tightly. Two bodyguards are trailing behind us and keeping an eye on me.
We marched toward the elevator. They stuffed me inside and it started to move upwards. We finally arrived at Vincent's office. Sitting on his swirl chair, he is darting at me with suspicion.
" Make her presentable Laila, I don't want any mistake on my account in this banquet.
'Brownie' I'm warning you don't try anything funny. Take care of her while she is here."
He warned me and ordered Laila simultaneously. She carried me out of his office with her.
Both of us strolled towards a luxury suite. She unlocked the door and let me in. The suite is filled with expansive commodities and it demonstrates that she indeed living a good life.
" To that room, take a proper bath and shampoo, and let's find out what can we do to improve the quality of your skin and hair, even if at least for a day."
She pointed at a room and notified me in an uninteresting manner. I shrugged off her action and stepped toward the room but then her voice from behind halted my feet.
" You can't be freed from here, no matter how much you try Erika, it's better to compromise with your situation. Maybe, this is our destiny."
She proclaimed to me as her voice is a little heavy but she shortly collected her emotion. Without waiting for my answer she entered her room.
I did not pay much heed to her and rushed to the room. I hastily ambled toward the bathroom to turn on the shower.
I stripped off the rag, I'm wearing before and got in the shower.
People didn't admire the little things in life until they lose them. Standing under the shower, I rub my skin with soap and apply shampoo and conditioner to my hair.
I'm feeling much healthier than before. I came out of the shower and tied a pink robe around my body. Laila is already waiting for me in the dining area.
" Come here, first eat something, we need a lot to do for the banquet, I requested to arrange a beautician for you. Let's see what response we get. "
She informed me while munching on her food. I grabbed a seat beside her and start devouring my food. This is probably my last supper therefore I wanted to enjoy it as much as I can.
I'm lost in the taste, it had been days since I ate a proper meal and it's a luxury for me right now.
Ding !!!! (doorbell rings)
Laila raised from her seat and opened the door. A beautiful girl wearing a maid uniform entered the suite along with a middle age woman.
The maid held a few paper bags of exclusive brands and the woman held a few pieces of equipment related to hair and skincare. She is looking like a beautician.
"Mam, sir Vincent send some dresses and shoes for the other girl"
The maid respectively announced to her and place the bags on the couch then she bowed her head and turned around her heels. I almost finished my food while observing everything.
" She is the one"
Laila pointed a finger toward me and notified the beautician. The woman came to me and carried me to the room given to me earlier.
She invited me to seize a seat before the mirror and without any complaint, I complied with her.
She initiated to work on my hair whilst her face is stoic and emotionless. We are not allowed to talk to each other. The whole area was covered with cameras and they kept their eyes on us.
After a while, she began to massage my skin with different equipment. I'm feeling relaxed and my skin comes to be smoother and more glowing than before.
But all this seemed to repair a broken object so it can be sold.
Laila entered the room and placed a pale white mid-length frock dress on the bed, beside it she placed a pair of pale white heels perfectly matching the dress.
"Take it and change, over there"
She exclaimed to me and pointed at the dressing room. Without uttering a simple word, I lifted the dress and stepped into the room. A few moments later, I came out of the room, wearing the dress.
I peeked into the mirror and encounter a completely different "Erika" in it.
The dress is elegant with a hint of sensuality. I'm engrossed in admiring myself when I feel a presence behind me. He is standing so close to me almost invading my personal space.
" You are so beautiful, Erika. I wish I can make you my queen but you know dear...., we are in business and can't keep the finest piece for ourselves, sadly."
Vincent proclaimed to me in a soft and hoarse voice while creasing my face with the back of his hand.
He glanced at me with lustful sight making me quiver in disgust.
"Aghmmmm....."
Laila is standing beside us all the time and meanwhile, she is digging a hole in my skull with her eyes. She cleared her throat and halt the train of Vincent's s thoughts.
"Let's go, we are getting late"
By announcing these words, he legged out of the suite.
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