Sold To The Gang Leader

Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord (-Saved by him-)

Madison's P O V

I sat alone in a dark room, tired and hungry. I can't remember when these last animals fed us. I don't know how long I've been staying in this house, but I was brought here when I turned 12. Looking at the way my body has developed, I might be 18 or 19 years old now.

I can't really recall what happened that terrible night, but I do remember that my friends and I were returning from a friend's house, where a party was thrown in my name, unexpectedly a black Jeep pulled over in front of us and kidnapped my other friend and me.

We both screamed out and struggled with the hefty men as they carried us up into their Jeep.

"Wait, why is my other friend left behind?" I turned to look at her, and I saw her staring at us blankly as the men closed up the door to the jeep.

"Good job." I heard the man holding me announce before the driver in charge of the black Jeep drove off at enormous speed.

My other friend, who was taken to the backside of the vehicle, couldn't stop screaming. The man who held her had to shut her up. He injected her with something in a syringe, and she instantly passed out.

I was so nervous that I had to keep quiet. The man holding me was already frightening enough. But why was Blake left behind? She didn't even scream to alert people, she just stood there like a mannequin.

That question always bothered me till today. My parents on the other hand. I don't even know if there are alive, but I hope that they are alright, and I hope they retain me in their hearts.

The compartment entrance spurt open, and a girl about my age entered the room and went under the bed. She looks terrified.

What could be the problem? I thought.

Another girl ran into the room and went to hide in another corner of the room alerted; I stood up on my two shaky feet and went closer to the door to look at what was going on. I can hear screams and shootings.

What's happening? I thought.

More girls ran past me and into the room to hide. Some couldn't stop crying. I mean, the newer girls among us can't stop crying.

The noises downstairs and the shootings continued until I saw men dressed in shady dresses approaching our room. I took my head in and quickly locked the entrance to the room.

They look frightening, just as horrifying as the men that retain us in imprisonment. A kick came to the door, and I had to move away from the entrance, I'm not that scary-cat type of girl, but with this right now, I'm frightened.

I mean, everyone in this room is trembling and with all those shootings outdoor. I wonder what is going on. The men succeeded in breaking the entrance to the room, and they passed into the bedroom.

"Everyone out! Don't let me repeat this!" The first man to enter screamed at us to get out of the bedroom with a powerful voice.

When no one made any move, he brought his gun out and shot at the air, frightening us the more. The newbies instantly ran out from their hiding places, obeying the command that was given.

The men behind the person that came in first started directing them somewhere else, and just like that, I was the only girl left who hadn't obeyed. The man put his gun back into his trouser pocket and stared into my face.

"You are the one." He groaned and instantly pulled me by the ankle, he started dragging me out of the room while I was struggling with him.

He pulled me down to our captors meeting room. There, the girls lined up on the floor. I can see our captor kneeling before a man, a hazardous man whose back is turned to me.

"Boss, she is the one." The man holding me said to the formidable man who has our captor kneeling before him.

The man slowly turned to look at me, he was putting on dark shades and a cigarette fixed between his lips. His hair glued to the back, making him look handsome, more like dangerously beautiful.

But why is a handsome human like him looking so terrifying and unapproachable? He seems dangerous with the way he puffs out smoke from his mouth. His backside is firm, and he looks stern; his muscles reflect through his tight roll-up sleeve.

He pulled his shades down a bit, his bored grey orbs settled on me, and he stayed there for two seconds.

"Take her to the car and wait there." I heard him speak for the first time.

His voice sounded alluring and authoritative.

I don't understand what's going on but my gut tells me that his deep gruff voice is alluring. I mean, His voice holds so much power mainly by just hearing it.

"Yes, boss." The man holding me obliged and started pulling me away.

How come most of my captors men are lying dead on the floor. Were they attacked? Oh, was that heavenly man sent to save us?-Oh my! I think that's what he is doing. He is saving us. The man holding me got into a black van with me.

Heart beats later, the other guys joined our van, and the driver drove out of Santiago's prison house. -Yes, I call it prison-house, else why will they keep holding other girls and me captive for how long while training us to act like whore.

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After hours of driving, we finally arrived at an enormous building, and it's more like a fortress, and it was boldly written on it- EMILIO'S CASTLE.

The driver parked at a corner, and we all came down, more like the man holding me pulled me down.

"Follow me." He groaned, finally letting go of me.

He let's go, perhaps because he is hundred percent sure that I can't escape from here-men in Black are all over.

The security looks tighter than that of Santiago's prison house.

I quietly followed the man into the magnificent-looking building. There, I saw servants going around cleaning the house. They all seem to be in a hurry-What is this place?

I'm getting more confused, am I not being saved or what?-Did he bring me here to work as a servant or what?

I followed the man until he stopped in front of an older woman, not too old but old enough to be a mother. He whispered something into her ear before leaving, I proceeded to follow him, but the older woman halted me.

"Follow me." She instructed after giving me thorough cleaning with her eyes.

I followed her slowly from behind as she ascended the stairs. Her weak legs can't let her climb the stairs faster. I followed her down the hall to the third room on the right side of the aisle.

"Stay here for the meantime; I don't know when master Enzo will return. I'll know what to do with you after his instructions." She notified me and waited for me to enter the room.

I got on into the room, and she closed the door. She opened it a few seconds later.

"You can take your bath, and you don't look like you've bathed in a while. I'll be bringing you some food soon." At the mention of food, my stomach jubilated.

She closed the door then and walked away. I turned to face the room given to me. It isn't so flashy, and it's decent enough. I went to sit down on the bed after staring around the small space. My stomach grumbled again, making me place my hands on it.

It's okay. Food is coming. It's okay. I told myself.

After waiting for like 15 minutes, the door finally opened, and the older woman walked in again, this time with a tray of food. A smile crept up my face.

"You haven't bathed?" She asked, coming to stand in front of me, but when she noticed me staring intensely at the tray, she understood how hungry I was.

"Oh," she ohed and handed over the tray of food to me. I opened the covered plate to see delicious spaghetti and turkey meatballs.

What? I don't know the last time I tasted meat. Am I going to eat meat again? Tears welled up in my eyes at the thought. Without wasting time, I dug into the meal, and I don't know how many seconds it took before I devoured the whole meal.

"Wow! It would be best if you were starving. I'll have to give you another plate of that. Don't they feed you where you came from? You look so malnourished. I'm not sure you are strong enough to take him." The elderly lady looked worried at me.

"Um...I'll appreciate that," I answered, not minding her last word.

"Go into the bathroom and have a proper bath. I'm sure you know how to. I'll ask someone to bring another plate." She obtained the plates from me with a frown.

"Don't you drink water?" She asked, noticing that I didn't touch my water.

"I...I" mumbled and grabbed the cup of water. I gulped it down in one go.

"Thank you." I thanked her gratefully.

At Santiago's prison house, we girls had to share the little water we were given. I end up leaving the water to the rest of the girls. That has been so for long now, and I don't know how long.

She left with the tray after that. I stood up and walked towards the dual doors at the left side of the room with renowned energy. I haven't felt this great for long, honestly.

I opened the first door to notice that it was a walk-in cabinet. I opened the second door and found the bathroom.

"Ah, " I gasped in relief and entered the well-built bathroom. I pulled off my dresses and dumped them on the floor before standing under the shower. It's been so long since I came under the bombardment.

After standing under the running water for about 20 minutes, I picked up a white towel that was hanging, then wiped my body dry before I picked up my old wears and put them on. I walked out of the bathroom after that to see another tray of food waiting for me as promised.

I giggled and rushed to the meal; I was so happy that the older woman fulfilled her promise. I opened the tray to see the exact quantity I was given earlier. I began eating it slowly, without care. I'm glad at least I had something to eat here.

Could it be that man that ordered them to feed me?-He might be the one, and he might be a nice man despite how handsomely destructive he looks. I mean, he is the most handsome although the rough-looking man I've seen.

After finishing my plate, I stood up and walked to the room's window. I can see the gate and the guards from here. The gate opened, and about six black cars entered the building.

Men wearing black dresses came out looking exhausted, but what caught my attention was the heavenly built, handsome yet rough-looking man from earlier.

My formal captor was pulled out from one of the black Jeep's booth and was brought to him. The handsome, savagely looking man bent down to eye level with him before saying some things to him.

My formal captor spat at him, making the men holding my standard captor start beating him up. This is getting more intriguing and also terrifying. What is happening?

After about 10 minutes, the handsomely barbarian man ordered the men to stop, and they did. He moistened down again to look at the body of the almost lifeless man. It was treacherous. Blood covered his body, blood, and sweat.

After whispering some things to my formal captor, he straightened back up and ordered his men on what to do before heading into the fortress.

I kept staring out as the men dragged my formal captor like a piece of trash. Not that he doesn't deserve it though, he deserves more than that. He deserves more for making me go through hell for who knows how long.

*

My Heartbeats increased immediately I heard footsteps approaching, not long, the door opened, and the older woman walked in urgently.

"He is here. Come with me, " She announced and grabbed me along with her out of my space.

Wait, are we going to meet that man? The handsome barbarian man?

Sold To A Gang Leader

[He owns her]

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(Let her in)

Shawna's POV

They drove for a very long time, a very very long time that made me feel uncomfortable and stuffy in between the two men.

But finally we arrived a big gate, there were lots of heavily built men stationed at the entrance.

They opened the gate and granted access to us. We drove in and I didn't sight any house or whatever.

They continued driving, there were only tall trees around.

Hmm, haven't we gotten there? I wondered trying to stare around but got restricted by the men.

They continued driving turning and turning and then finally got to another gate, the gate was also opened by the guards stationed there.

We drove in and shortly after saw another giant gate, the biggest of them all.

Wow, that's three gates.

The securities here were much and tight.

They drove in again and the first sight my eyes landed on was the big waterfall up ahead.

It looked so beautiful just staring at it.

They drove pass it and drove into what seemed like a garage,parked and came down. I came out of the car with them and one held my hand preventing me from having a look around.

I think this isn't a house. It's more like a mansion.

They dragged me to the car of the guy that had bought me. He was with a stick and was smoking.

He glared at me and groaned out a "follow me."

He started walking away and I followed him, he got into the house and I entered with him.

The look of the interior design is great but unfortunately I can't stand and look around the way I want because the guy steps were fast and in order to catch up with him I'll had to run walk.

We walked passed a lot of boys who greeted the guy in front of me and he only waved at them.

He climbed the stairs and started going through a corridor. He continued for a long time and only stopped when he got to a room.

"Dillion" he called out and the door opened few seconds afterwards.

The person he called out walked out and rested his body on the wall beside his door.

"You're back?" The Dillion guy inquired.

But hold on...why do they look so much alike?

Are they twins? I wondered and tried straining my neck to look at the guy. The one that had brought me is too tall so I had a lot of difficulties staring at the Dillion guy.

"Yeah, I got this one for you. I'll be leaving for Mexico tomorrow, she's my gift to you" the guy that brought me responded. He patted his shoulder and started leaving which made me have a clear view of the Dillion guy and it's like I've said. They are twins but this one has pink lips and his hair didn't cover his eyes but fitted him perfectly, if I were asked, I'll say this one is more handsome but he looks more dangerous.

I gulped hard as the Dillion guy stared at me without an expression.

Should I continue following the first guy? But I heard him say, she's my gift to you right? That only means I'll have to stick with this one.

Oh gosh or should I ask?

But why isn't the Dillion guy saying anything? Why is he just staring at me like am really an item not a human?

I guess I'll have to continue following the one that bought me.

I made to move after him but the Dillion guy's voice stopped me.

"Where the hell are you going?" He snarled making me flinch.

I turned to stare at his now cold eyes.

"I...I..I just.."I stopped stammering as his cold eyes made me so scared.

"I'm sorry" I apologized simply as not to afford further questioning.

He rolled his eyes and went into his room, then he slammed the door shut.

Why didn't he say anything? Why did he just slam the door? Does he expect me to keep standing here? I wondered staring at the shut door.

I stood there for about 20 minutes before I saw a woman, someone in her early 50s walk up to me.

"Hello child" she called somewhat excited.

"H..hi ma" I greeted back.

"Follow me" she said and turned to leave.

"Ma? He..he doesn't want me to leave" I pointed at the shut door and said.

She only smiled at me and continued going.

I scratched my hair and started following her. I followed her to an entirely different turn. Like the other side of where we were originally at.

Then I saw about ten maids, they were all on uniforms.

They bowed slightly at the woman as she got to them.

"She is our new master property, make sure she's clean in and out, you know he hates dirt a lot so make her clean and really beautiful" the woman instructed the maids and they bowed and came to me.

Five of them took me to a bathroom and threw me into the bathing tub filled with different body things in it, flowers and all that not after removing my dirty dress.

One took one of my legs and started scrubbing it, another took another leg, they all divided themselves and almost scrubbed my skin out of my body.

My hair wasn't left out. Every of my body part.

After that my body was dried. They placed me on an arranged table in my naked form and started massaging my body with different oil ment and lotion.

By the time they were done, I completely changed.

They wore on an exposive dress on me. One that covered my ass and my b*o*s only, every other part of my body was exposed.

They combed and parked my hair. Spread different perfumes on me.

Gosh, when I stared at myself in the mirror I didn't recognize myself.

In all my life, this is the first time that am looking really beautiful.

With this look, guys are surely gonna trip for me but that isn't happening. I'm sold now, I'm just a property so I bet they won't look at me as a human but a slave.

The woman came back and smiled satisfied at my looks.

"Follow me child" she beckoned and started walking out.

I followed after her from behind and we started taking the same turn which we took while coming here.

The guys we encountered on the way stopped to stare at me. About 8 of them, they all stopped to stare at me which made me blush a little tho it's foolish of me but this kind of thing haven't happened to me before.

When the woman noticed it, she smiled and said.

"He really choosed the best for his brother."

I didn't reply but continued walking behind her until we got to a door and stopped.

*This will be your room, you'll come back here after you're done with him.*

"Lemme take you to his room" she spoke softly and I took a good look at the door and followed her when she continued walking.

It's didn't take long before we finally got to that Dillion door.

"Young master" the woman called out politely.

"What is it?" Came the grumpy voice.

"She's ready" the woman replied him.

**Let her in** came his voice again.

The woman opened the door and beckoned on me to enter which I did.

TBC

What do you think?

Dillion or the other twin, who really owns her?

Sold To A Gang Leader

[He owns her]

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(Strip completely)

Shawna's POV

I got into the room and shut the door close. The room was a bit dark and the smell of cigarette filled the air.

I sighted him sitting at the far end of what seems like an office, it's not a room, there was no bed or whatever there.

I took slow steps towards him,when I got closer I stood there staring at him as he smoked from the cigarette with him.

There were papers like files on the table there, the table separated the both of us.

He didn't raise his eyes to stare at me, his eyes were fixed on the files with the cigarette still in between his fingers.

He whiffed and finally looked up at me.

I saw his eyes devour my whole body, he continued staring at me without saying anything which made me really curious.

What is he thinking? Why is he just staring at me? It's really uncomfortable like this.

I never thought this kind of fate will before me ever. I only managed to finish highschool two years ago, step father never allowed me attend college. He doesn't even allow me out of the house.

I've learned to always be respectful and enduring but this kind of situation is just too awkward for me to handle.

I didn't even know when I started sweating, just his mere gaze is doing this to me.

"Sit" he growled and I took a sit in front of him immediately, I don't need to be told twice.

"What's your name?" He asked simply.

"I'm..I'm..Shawna" I answered.

He raised his brows and continued staring at me as if expecting me to continue.

Does he want me to continue saying Shawna, Shawna, Shawna? I wondered but fixed my eyes on my laps.

"Why are you here?" His question made me raise my eyes to stare at his immediately but I was quick to look away from him before an unexpected thing happens.

"I..I was sold" I replied now feeling over uncomfortable.

"Why?" His voice questioned again.

"I... because.. because, I don't no,I just got sold" I stuttered and said.

Why is he asking me that question? What is he trying to do? Is he trying to make me feel worst? Does he think I like that I got sold?

"Stand up" he said again after a long silence and I stood up.

"I have rules and you must keep them if you don't wanna loss your right as my property cause that's what you are now."

"One is, you must always answer every question, don't ever reply me with 'I don't know'."

"Two is, whenever I call for you, you mustn't delay me for even a minute."

"Three is, you don't have the right to stare at me anyhow you want."

"Four is, whenever I ask you to give me your back you'll do it regardless of where we are. Understood??" He rasped.

"Yes..yes, I do" I answered with my eyes fixed on the floor.

"And the must important thing is, you'll be doing other things for me aside giving me pleasures. You'll do dirty jobs for me but that will be some other time, right now I need your back" he continued and said.

Fear overwhelmed me instantly but was what I expecting? I have no right over my life anymore, I've been sold, it'll all that man's fault, that wicked step father of mine, I'd have killed him if I knew he was gonna sell me out to a sex house one day.

Oh gosh!

I turned slowly to back him praying that he doesn't kill me, I need my life, with life there is hope but not hope of escape, hell, I don't think I can ever escape from here with all these securities. No, I won't ever think of that.

I felt him stand up from his chair and he came to stand behind me.

"Undress," his voice came again, they weren't commanding, normal cold or hard, just normal.

I took my hand to the mini wears and eventually pulled them off my body. Thank goodness I'm backing him, he won't be able to see me completely but oh no!!!

He walked over and stood in front of me.

Oh goodness!!

I took my eyes to the floor immediately.

Why? Why? Can't you just do what you wanna do from behind? I almost screamed out at him but I know better. He doesn't look like someone that can tolerate nonsense so for my own good it's better I behave.

My eyes fled up to stare at his, breaking one of his rules immediately. And next, I saw him touch me.

Goodness!!!

I felt shivers ran down my spine. No one has ever touched me that way.

I quickly took my eyes down to the floor, my heart threatening to beat out of my chest.

His second hand touched my other br*ast and in order not to scream out I folded my lips and pinned my toes to the floor.

I felt one of his hands move slowly to my abdomen, then finally touched my V. Earlier today, those people like maids had shaved me clean down there.

I felt his fingers trying to penetrate into my V and my legs started shaking. I had to fold my hands in order not to push him away from me.

You have to be obedient Shawna. This is your life now, I reminded myself.

One of his fingers forced it's way into my p***y and he began to maybe finger me or what do they call it?

But luckily for my soul, his phone started ringing.

He left me immediately and went to pick his call.

"Yes? Okay" was what I heard.

"Go to your room" I heard him groan out.

I quickly put on my clothes and ran out relieved that nothing happened.

I think my parents made this miracle happen.

TBC