Chapter 3 Strip!

~Hazel~

"What? Right now?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Yes, it's either you do it or your mother dies," He said, his tone grave.

I stood there, my mind reeling as they all stared at me expectantly

"I'm not begging you to do it, but if you don't_" He started, his tone getting colder.

"I will," I cut in, steeling myself for what lay ahead.

"But you have to promise me that you will pay for my mother's treatment," I added, tears threatening to escape my eyes.

"I will. Now, come with me," He said, gesturing towards the door.

We got into his car and started driving our way to the man he had chosen for me.

I care not about the marriage; all I could think about was my mother. She meant more than anything to me.

As soon as we arrived in front of the mansion, the door flung open and I was immediately dragged inside.

I turned back and looked at my father, who stood outside, a small smirk playing at the side of his lips.

What is happening?

I thought I was getting married. Why are these men dragging me so roughly? I couldn't decipher what was going on.

"Mr. Harrington, I guess our deal is over, right?" My father asked the man, who was sitting on a couch opposite me.

The man took a drag on the cigarette he was holding and said "I guess so," his eyebrows furrowed. But if you ever think of double crossing me, be aware that I won't spare your daughter's life."

With that, my father started walking away. I watched the door close behind him, and at that moment I realized I was being sold off.

"Let go of me!" I screamed at the men holding me.

The man who was seated on the couch stood up and walked towards me.

One of the men holding said, "Don, what should we do with her?"

My eyes widened at his words, oh my God! he is a mafia Don.

Panic surged through me, my heart pounded against my chest.

He looked down at me and said, "Strip"

What? Is he crazy? How can he expect me to strip in front of all these men?

"No! I am supposed to be your wife. We haven't gotten married so why should I strip in front of you" I protested, gritting my teeth. My voice trembled with defiance.

He landed a slap on my face and said "Don't make me repeat myself"

The sound of the slap echoed in the room. And tears welled up in my eyes as the sting of the slap reverberated through my cheek.

My hand instinctively flew to my tender skin, now flushed with pain and indignation.

"I said strip!" He commanded. "Since you don't know what's going on, you are being sold to me, because of your mistake." He started, his hand grabbing my chin.

Wait, what? My mistakes? I haven't met this man in my life before.

"You are my property and not my wife. I hope you know the difference now?" He said, his eyes burning with malice.

His words cut deep in my heart. I'm not an object to be sold and bought by anyone. He doesn't own me.

I hesitated, my heart racing as I stood before the Mafia Don and his men. His cold gaze pierces through me, leaving me exposed and vulnerable.

With trembling hands, I started to unbutton my blouse, each movement feeling like a betrayal of my dignity.

The room feels suffocatingly silent, broken only by the rustling of my fabric as it falls to the ground.

Their eyes followed every inch of my skin, stripping away every sense of privacy.

Unexpectedly he grabbed me, and before I knew it, I was already in his arms. I tried to break free from his grasp as he carried me upstairs. I knew what he was about to do to me.

I couldn't control myself anymore, tears rolled uncontrollably down my cheeks as he threw me onto the bed.

* * * *

It was already a week and things still hadn't changed. I hadn't heard from my mother or my brother, since he seized my phone and locked me away.

During the past few days, I was constantly thinking about my mother's condition.

And I prayed desperately for someone to save me from this mad man. I was also plotting my escape.

"Get up" A voice invaded my thoughts.

I looked up and saw his angry eyes glaring at me.

"Come with me" He demanded, his tone commanding.

"No, get the fuck away from me" I yelled. "You're a demon"

His eyes widened and his eyebrows furrowed, looking down at me.

To my surprise, he didn't do anything to me, instead he walked out of the room.

To think that he would walk away without hitting me, I became scared.

He is not the type to treat me kindly, he usually yell at me or order me around anytime I disobey him.

A few minutes later two of his men walked in and started dragging me out of the room.

"Where are you taking me?" I screamed, my fear palpable.

"Shut up!" One of them yelled at me.

As soon as we arrived outside the building, they threw me into the car and closed the door behind me. The impact of hitting my head against something in the car knocked me unconscious.

While driving one of them said "I heard Don say she is as good in bed as she looks"

"Yeah, I think she would be a good slave for Mr. Verick," The other replied, a sense of amusement in his voice.

What? I was being sold off again? Who is Verick? I began to think, A wave of fear and anguish washed over me.

Soon, the car arrived on a quiet street that led into a forest. I was so scared at this point.

Where are they taking me? I asked myself again.

Unaware that I was awake, they continued chatting and laughing. I took a deep breath and summoned all the courage I could find inside me.

Abruptly, I opened the door and jumped out of the moving car.

Blam! My body collides against the tarred road.

I felt a sharp sting beside my left thigh as the road peeled my skin.

The car stopped immediately when they noticed my absence. Alighting the car, they started to chase after me.

I ran as fast as I could, while my body sustained several injuries as I collided with obstacles along the way.

My feet were hurting badly, my thigh was bleeding too. I looked back and saw them still chasing after me.

I stumbled and fell to the ground, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle. I looked at my leg which was trapped in a hole, ignoring all the pain I was feeling. I pulled my leg out of the hole and continued running for my life.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a bullet fired behind me. One of the bullets penetrated my thigh.

Screaming and crying, I fell to the ground, surrendering to my wounds. I can't run anymore, it's over. They were going to kill me.

As they surrounded me, one of them took his phone and called their boss.

"Kill her" I heard his voice through the phone.

My vision began to blur slowly, I was losing consciousness at this point.

"Why don't we have a taste before we end her? It would be such a waste to let her go without experiencing her skills firsthand. No?" One of them leered, already pulling down his trousers.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you"

My head turned in the direction of the voice and I saw a muscular man, standing behind the men.

"Who the fuck are you?" one of them asked while the other shot a bullet towards him.

He moved swiftly, dodging the bullet. As I lay on the floor fighting for my life. I watched with a mixture of awe and trepidation as the man before me underwent a startling transformation.

His features contorted, his body elongated, and fur sprouted from his skin until he stood before me. Not as a man, but as a magnificent golden wolf.

My heart raced, but I remained rooted to the spot, captivated by the raw power unfolding before my eyes.

With a primal instinct, I sensed the danger emanating from this creature. Yet there was something strangely beautiful about his metamorphosis.

His emerald eyes shone brightly and he growled loudly at them.

In an instant, fear seized them, their bravado shattered by an unseen force they could not comprehend.

With a deafening roar, he launched towards the men. His claws slashed through the air with lethal precision.

They attempted to shoot, but he grabbed the gun, bending the fine metal into a curl.

Their eyes widened in surprise. Without hesitation, he grabbed one of them by the neck.

With his hand wrapped around his neck. His claws dug into the flesh with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

With a swift retreat, the other fled into the night, leaving me alone with the enigmatic creature before me.

With unusual strength, he ripped the man apart and let out a roar. Blood dripped down his claws.

I watched him transform back into a human form and start walking towards me.

"I finally found you, mate"