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CHAPTER 1

NATASHIA'S POV

"SILENCE!" someone announced loudly.

I gasped in irritation and got up when I heard that loud announcement. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything. The entire place was so dark. However, I could feel the stares of the naked eyes, looking from afar. Or might be, I just imagined a thing?

"What happened to me? Why am I in the dark?" I asked myself, realizing that this darkness was like pulling me into the wilderness. It let my whole body absorb the sacredness.

I was about to stand up when my head suddenly hurt.

"Shit! What really happened to me?" A moment later, it suddenly occurred to me that some men had approached me in the park while I was drinking coffee and enjoying the sea of flowers.

They were huge men. They wore pink tuxedos. I did not see their faces because they wore masks made of the faces of some kind of animals. Now, I couldn't believe I'm here in a prison-like place. Fear scattered all over my body.

I tried to touch what was in front of me.

"Wait! I am in a cage?" I asked unknowingly. I felt something was there in front of me. My eyes widened as I felt the metal in hand.

"No! This is impossible!" I shouted loudly. "I'm in a cage!"

Only it occurred in my mind that I was kidnapped. I wanted to run now, but it won't help me either. My tears were flowing. I didn't understand why I'm here. Or am I just dreaming? I slapped my own face to feel the pain to ensure that I am just dreaming, but I could feel the pain. I am not dreaming.

'So... this is really happening now? But, where am I? I've been kidnapped! Shit! I have to do something!'

"Hey! Is anyone there! Hey!" I shouted again, hoping someone would help me to get out of here.

I really felt that people were staring at me. Even though I'm a little dizzy, I tried kicking the cage. My foot just got hurt.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Our auction will start any second now!" someone announced again in his full authority.

I was stunned. I looked around, hoping to see people in this endless darkness.

"Hey! Let me go!" I shouted as if someone would hear me. "Help!" I shouted even louder.

I also found a way to make my cage noisier.

'God, what is happening to my life? Why can't I remember anything?'

A few minutes later, a spotlight suddenly shone on me. I immediately closed my eyes. I heard the applause of the people. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't believe what I saw. Those were a sea of individuals. They were so intimidating.

"Bidders, kindly sit in your VIP area. In a few moments, we will start our bidding for this beautiful but useless woman!" What the auctioneer announced made me feel angry.

What he just described to me? "Me, useless? Fuck you!"

I looked around. I immediately saw the auctioneer sitting on a gold chair. But it looked like the throne of a king.

"Hey!" I shouted, pertaining to the auctioneer even though he could not hear me.

"Let me go! You won't get anything out of me!"

But it seemed like no one heard me at all. Or maybe they were just deaf? But I noticed a fiver glass wrapped around my cage. They had holes just big enough for me to breathe inside. That's when I realized they couldn't really hear me.

"Fuck you!" I shouted again, anger flowed freely in my body."Fuck you all!"

I banged my head in the metal of the cage. I suddenly remembered that before I got here, they gave me sleeping pills. There were a lot of them who drugged me. That was why my stomach hurts.

"Help! Please, don't sell me to them! I'm begging!" I was pleased, hoping I could move someone's heart to set me free in an instant.

No matter what I do, whether I faint or stop breathing, they won't care.

"I don't want to die yet!" I shouted again.

No matter what I do here, no one really paid attention to me. They were just doing their businesses. I'm really scared of these people. They wore weird designs of masked animals. They were so weird. They look like they're going to eat a person alive.

Oh God, they're going to eat me.

"Lord, please. Do what you have to do."

I grabbed my head because it hurt again and dizziness scattered in my head. When my head turned back to normal, I decided to stare at them. I just realized now that they've already started bidding.

"Let's start, this woman is healthy and HIV free. She can be your sex slave or woman for life. She is Natashia Lee Jenkins Hidalgo, 28 years old. The price will start at 100 million dollars," the auctioneer made a long announcement.

So this is human trafficking? It's an illegal activity.

"200 million dollars," shouted someone in a lion mask.

I just closed my eyes. No more, I am being illegally auctioned.

"1 Billion dollars!" That was a loud shout that silenced everyone in the room.

One billion dollars for me? Am I worth that money?

"1 Billion dollars! Going twice!"

I just bowed down in dismay. There was nothing I could do in this life of mine. I am being auctioned. There was no escape in this life. My life is chaotic. I didn't even wipe my tears because it felt good that I cried.

The whole place remained silent. No one else made any further bids.

"Sold!" the auctioneer shouted loudly.

I wiped my tears. I heard people applauding after the announcement.

"Natasha Lee Jenkins Hidalgo is sold to Mr. Jacc Tyrone Jade Volcoviks. He is the highest bidder, one billion dollars!" auctioneer's announcement.

Many masked people applauded again. But I am very intrigued by the person who bought me for that extreme amount. But why? First of all, who is the reason for all of this? Why did Jacc Tyrone buy me? And why does his name seem familiar to me?

"Thank you, Mr. Lee Saavedra."

Because of that name, I looked up again on stage. My eyes clearly saw a man who at first glance you know was a powerful man. He had a big body. I think he is 6'5" tall. He had sharp and intense hazel eyes, army cut hair, olive skin, and he was wearing pig mascara that made him more intimidating.

"It's gone. My life is over," I whispered pitifully to myself.

This was illegal. This was a crime that the government should remove. But they didn't have anything to do. I knew these people in front of me were powerful people. They can do whatever they want. And this guy who bought me, is he that willing?

"You bastard! Let me go!" I shouted again as if I could change everything.

This was not the life I've been dreaming of. This is so cruel. Yet, I am so cornered.

The people had already left in a moment. I stared at the man in the pig mask. Now, he's looking at me too. He was like calculating my remaining life.

"Please bring her into my private room," the man in the pig mask, Jacc Tyrone, informed the auctioneer.

The auctioneer nodded to Jacc Tyrone. They had already let me out while they were handcuffing me. I stared at Jacc. But my eyes widened when I realized he wasn't wearing a business suit.

"He is a priest," I simply said. That's what he's wearing now. I'm not mistaken. He's even wearing a rosary.

'Oh, God. What in the world is going on? Is something like this really happening?'

"Natashia," someone said behind me.

I looked to the man who spoke at my back. A tall and handsome man but with a frighteningly shaped body. He was wearing a giraffe mask.

"He is a sinful priest, Natashia!" His voice was so familiar to me.

But why did he know me? I was even more surprised when he suddenly removed his mask.

"G-George?" I stammered out his name. "W-What are you doing here?"

I couldn't believe it.

George just smiled at me. It seemed to me that everything was just a fluke. But then other men came over. They were wearing pink like the ones who kidnapped me in the park.

"Nice to meet you, Natashia!" George simply replied.

"George, help me get out of here. Please?" I begged. This was my chance.

He would have spoken more.

"That's enough. Take that to Mr. Volcoviks's room," the auctioneer informed.

"No! Don't take me!" I shouted.

The men in pink have already touched me. Even if I wanted to faint or even if I asked George for help, I couldn't escape. I am ruined. I am sold to a mysterious priest.

'Is he really a priest?'

But why did a priest buy me for that much money? Why was he here at all? The priest who should have been in church, chose to buy a pitiful woman.

I didn't know what to do now. I needed to escape. But I couldn't do it. With the tight security of the men holding me, there was definitely nothing I could do.

They pulled me away. But before we could get far, someone spoke.

"Wait! I'll take care of her. Don't touch my future sex slave. You might scratch her body!" His voice was harsh.

I looked at him. He wasn't wearing a pig mask anymore. And when I stroked his face, my eyes widened.

"Father Jacc?"