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Grief.
Block it out!
Shaking my head, I cleared my mind, cocked the hammer, and stepped closer to the cracked door, gun aimed high and ready.
"Break her in half." Fabio's cruel voice filled my ears and I had to fight the urge to scramble away like a terrified mouse. "I want to see blood. Let's see how far she'll go."
Trembling, I peeked through the gap in the doorway and almost threw up.
Six women, six beautiful young girls of no more than nineteen or twenty, knelt on the plush red carpet with their hands bound behind their backs and their necks collared with thick, leather straps.
The elites,I quickly realized, registering the collars marking these girls as a step up on the sex ladder than the basic whores underground.
These girls would fetch a much higher price than the others, and my heart cracked open at the sight of their lifeless, void expressions as each girl had the cock of one of Fabio's associates rammed down her throat.
My stomach wrenched even further when my eyes landed on the poor girl whose screams I had heard in the hallway.
She was suspended from the ceiling, her frail wrists bound by leather cuffs. Her blonde hair was loose and partially concealed the agonized expression on her face as both Yegor and Anton filled both holes, with Yegor taking her from behind and Anton taking her pussy. They had the poor girl sandwiched between their powerful frames, their movements frantic and explosive as they violently penetrated her body. Around her neck was a thick leather collar with a matching leather leash attached. Holding the leash was Fabio.
Bile rose up and I quickly backed away from the door, seeing my future flash before my eyes.
That girl was me.
That wasmyfate.
If I rushed into that room, I would be the girl suspended from the ceiling, while those men took turns with my body.
Suddenly, the fight went out of me.
This was it.
This was all it would ever be.
There was no escaping the world I'd been born into.
I couldn’t survive outside of the compound if I wanted to.
I'd never been acclimatized to the outside world.
With the exception of once or twice a year for a few measly hours, my whole life had been lived out behind the walls of this monster's castle.
Cowering like a wounded animal on the opposite side of the landing, I debated my options.
Be brave and get riddled with lead for the tiny chance that I managed to shoot Fabio first, or be braver and turn the gun on myself.
Because I couldn’t get out of here on my own.
I couldn’t depend on Trigger to help me, either.
He'd left me in the fucking whorehouse.
He'd abandoned me for two goddamn years with these men.
And what happened when he grew tired of me?
I was hardly grateful to him. I wasn't obedient or submissive.
What would happen when he didn’t want me anymore?
