Sold to a Hot Zillionaire Priest

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?"

NATASHIA'S POV

My mouth twitched. Even though I wanted to speak, nothing came out of my mouth. I was also afraid of what he might do to me. His mere presence made my hair stand on end.

"Leave her to me," his voice was authoritative. "I should have been the only one holding her, so go away!"

The men immediately let me go. George immediately left. I didn't know what I'm going to do now in front of this man. He had something in him that was so powerful. He was so intimidating.

"F-Father Jacc?" I asked him while stammering.

I knew he was Father Jacc. I am not mistaken because I have been to church once at the Church of the Beloved Son. I only now realized that he was really Father Jacc. But in front of me, he was a different Father Jacc.

"I am not the one you think of!" He growled at me.

I wanted to say that he was just lying.

I backed away. I thought this was my chance to run and escape from here. But I was surprised when he suddenly grabbed me tightly by the arm.

"Please, don't hurt me!" I said, hurt by his tight grip.

"Tsk!" was his only reply. "You are my slave now. Whatever I do to you, all you have to do is cooperate."

At that point, all I had to do was cooperate so that he won't hurt me. I couldn't do anything but let him drag me wherever he wanted to take me.

"I want you to keep silent or I'm gonna fuck you later."

But I couldn't stop myself. I wanted to ask Father Jacc a lot.

"W-Why did you buy me for so much? What do you think of me? And who are you, huh?" I asked him one after another.

On the contrary, he did nothing but stare at me. It was like he was undressing me. And I didn't like it.

"Shut up, woman!" he shouted to me moment later.

His grip on my arm only tightened. He pulled me away. I looked around. It was really a weird place. Violet was all the colors of the light. When we left that room, I immediately thought.

'Think, Natashia!' I whispered to myself.

When we finally left the room, I couldn't see anything else.

"Where are we?" I asked, scared.

I really didn't like a dark place.

"Just shut up!" he hissed at me again.

"I really won't stop if you don't tell me what you're going to do," I defended myself.

Father Jacc stopped. To this moment, I still hesitated to believe that Father Jacc was the one pulling me now. He was not, I guess.

"What? Are you going to stop or not?" he said roughly.

He pulled me away again. We were passing torches. But it was still not enough for me to see how dark it was of what we were passing through.

A moment later, Father Jacc stopped again. He looked at me like he was going to eat me. Was he a vampire? I've seen a lot of movies with this kind of plot.

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked if he was stuttering, I was too scared of his stare.

He wore the pig mask.

"Don't ask so many questions!" Father Jacc snarled again.

He didn't really answer me.

I was about to speak again when I suddenly felt a sharp slap on my head. At that moment, I didn't know what happened to me because I suddenly became dizzy and lost consciousness.

I WAKE UP because of the noise I heard. I saw Father Jacc kneeling and praying. I remembered what happened earlier. I was about to scream when he suddenly stood up.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket. He had a call.

"Yes,Viktor. I'll be back there tomorrow. Tell the people I'm on vacation," Father Jacc said to Viktor, who was talking to him.

He suddenly turned in my direction so I fell asleep again.

"I know you are awake now, my little angel. If you're hungry, just eat there!" he informed.

I was stunned by what he called me. How come he called me little angel, for the evil things he did?

I just sighed. I looked around me. I saw the delicious food. My stomach suddenly felt queasy. I got really hungry very quickly.

I was about to stand up when Father Jacc suddenly spoke.

"Hurry up and eat. When you're done, you take a shower. I have something else to do with you," he informed again.

I was stunned by my bed.

"W-What? Are you going to have sex with me?"

I thought I had escaped that deluge. I was in a room with a demonic disciple who was supposed to be a church's priest. I wanted to cry. I wanted to collapse but I had already done that. I couldn't force anything on my body anymore.

"You thought of that. But yes, that's what we're going to do too. So clean yourself up right now!"

I stood up. I pointed at Father Jacc. I didn't care if he was a priest. "You're so rude! You're even being called a priest! You have no shame."

His back was to me. He was facing a large mirror. But I was surprised when he suddenly undressed in front of me. I could see his plump ass, which was very white and really attractive.

"Fuck! Natashia, don't get carried away! You shouldn't get carried away."

But his body was really beautiful. It felt good to squeeze Father Jacc's ass.

"How rude!" I shouted.

"Well. I know you, Natashia. Even if you don't tell me, you're really attracted to me," he seductively said.

I swallowed saliva even though it was sudden. My throat became dry.

"If you're still wondering why I bought you, it's because your family has a rage in you. They no longer recognize you as their family member. And in exchange for all this, is the power of the Hidalgo family."

I didn't understand anything he was saying. I mean... why did myfamily sold me to this underground auction? Suddenly, he turned to face me and I saw his erected penis. I swallowed again because my vagina was dry again. I wanted to look away but it was too intriguing.

"F-Father Jacc, I don't understand anything that's happening!" I stammeredly said.

"You really don't understand anything, little angel. I have nothing to say to you anymore. All you have to do is to be my sex slave," Father Jacc's voice was deep at that point.

I looked away. I knew he could see me staring at his erected penis.

"Natashia, maybe you can think of something!" I'm sitting by myself.

I turned away. But... I couldn't deny it. He had that big manhood. I couldn't believe that the Father Jacc I met in church was already naked in front of me and now, I thought he had something to do something to me. I would not let him touch me!

"You'll get a taste of me later. I think you always go to church every week to see me. I am that so hot and intimidating, for your to fantasize me," he said proudly.

His voice was so crazy. To this seconds, I still wanted to understand that this was all just a big dream.Yes, I used to imagine something. But now, it was different.

"You're so rude! You're even considered a priest!" I yelled at him.

"I'm rude and I'm a priest. Can you do anything about it? You're just a sex slave now. You have nothing else to do but be my woman," he said coldly.

I knew he was close to me from the back.

But I quickly closed my eyes when I felt his manhood behind me. Oh, God! What in the world was happening? Why was he so fast?

I would like to slap him or face him. It was as if I move, my life would end.

"I am not the Father Jacc that you met, my little angel," he whispered to me, "I am the Jacc that normal people never know. And now, because you know my secret, you have nothing to lose. You will remain in my hands. I will fuck you everyday and every night."

Suddenly my hands trembled. It felt like a knife was about to stab me in the back.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I dared to ask. I wanted to know the truth.

I knew I had a lot to learn. I missed my family. But with what, Father Jacc told me, it seemed like I couldn't go back to my old family. They sold me.

They were really responsible for me just to sell me and use me as leverage for the power. While they enjoyed their money, I am suffering. Every minute was scary!

"Should I really tell you?" his voice was deep.

I was tickled by that. But I held myself back, especially since I could still feel his manhood behind me.

"Please, let me go!" I begged.

Maybe he would grant me my wish. I didn't want this anymore. I wanted to go home. But I had nowhere else to go.

"That's what I won't let be happened," he informed.

His soft palm caressed my shoulder. It gave me a strange sensation that I just couldn't help but feel.

"I'll do anything, just let me go," I begged.

But I just heard his laughter close to my ear.

"You can't fool me, little angel!"

I really felt annoyed when he called me little angel. I wanted to punch him but I just had to hold back.

"Why? What was my fault? I have done nothing wrong to you!"

Suddenly, I felt Father Jacc bit my shoulder.

"Aaah!" I screamed loudly because of the pain I felt.

His mouth moved closer to mine. Then he licked my ear. I was about to face him to push him away when he quickly pulled me away. Father Jacc's manhood became even dirtier behind me.

"Don't be so stubborn, Natashia. We did this before," he said, stopping me.

I didn't know what he was saying. I didn't remember anything about that.

"I don't understand you! Why are you doing this to me?!" I shouted.

I struggled but I couldn't handle his strength. Because his mouth was so close to mine.

"You are the payment of all your father's doing. They chose their power in return that you will be a sex slave to me. Remember that the rest of your life. You are mine now," he whispered coldly to me.

After he said that, he pushed me away. He turned his back on me and went back to what he was doing earlier.

"Why did you run away as my bride six years ago?" he asked moment later.

"What did you say?" I asked upon hearing his question.

Why I runaway as his bride six years ago? Did I hear that right? I ddn't remember getting married. I didn't remember having a husband.

"You heard me," he insisted to me. Because his back was turned to me, I didn't know what his expression was.

But I felt angry. "Say you told me! Why did you say that?!" I shouted loudly, my vioce echoing all around.

He turned to me again with a frown. He still didn't have a shirt on so I had to endure it so that my eyes wouldn't be drawn to his large penis.

"Don't yell at me like you're a strong woman!" he said angrily.

I fell silent because his screams were so loud and it felt like he was going to eat me alive. At that moment, I knew I couldn't be brave anymore. He was so angry with me.

"I'm telling you, don't ever make me angry. And if you do, you will be punished and you will not like it," Father Jacc said foolishly.

"Is that what a priest is like? I really can't believe you, Father Jacc," I murmured in dismay.

I heard his silly laugh as if I just told a joke. But he didn't say anything else. He turned around and got dressed. I was confused by what was happening. I didn't know if it was right for me to do nothing else now.

I was about to speak when my stomach suddenly rumbled. I looked at the food. I ate. I went over and ate. But before I could finish half of it, Father Jacc suddenly came up to me.

"Do you really not remember anything that happened before?" he asked, holding a folder.

I nodded. I didn't want to speak yet.

"Say something!" he insisted in a cold voice.

"All I remember is that some men approached me while I was in the park. They covered my mouth with a handkerchief, drugged me, and I lost consciousness. I just woke up in a cage," I explained to him, who was also angry. What happened earlier was still very fresh.

"I can't believe that they did this to you," he said softly as if he vcared about my feelings.

"What do you mean?" I asked again. I drank water.

"I can't tell you."

"I need to know. What was my fault? Why did all this happen to me?" I wanted to collapse. I couldn't accept what was happening to me.

"I said, I can't tell you!" he replied angrily.

I just looked at my food. I picked up another dish.

"You're so sneaky. I don't like women who are sneaky when it comes to food!"HE scolded like he was my stepmother.

"I'm hungry. Is it my fault that I'm hungry?" I insisted. "And why are you interfering with me? This is my body!"

He tsked and he came closer to me. He held the folder in front of me.

"What is that for?" I looked at the folder.

But I closed my eyes when his face came closer to mine again.

"This is the contract that you need to sign," his voice whispered, cold and deep.

It sent shivers down through my being. Seriously, I really couldn't believe this priest was hiding something evil.

"My little angel, you have to sign this," he whispered. He suddenly licked my neck. "Just to reassure me that you are following my rules."

I grinned. "Sure! I will not sign that contract!"

But Father Jacc laughed close to my ear. "If you don't, there's nothing I can do about it. But one thing is for sure, you will kneel in front of me."

My eyes widened. I am worried.

"IIf I sign that, you won't hurt me?" I stammered.

He moved away from me but laughed softly. "Who told you that I will hurt you" All I wanted is your body."

What was this priest thinking?

"Why me? There are so many other women out there who are willing to have sex with you!"

He stared at me. "Because I want you to feel the pain you gave me six years ago," he said in a scary voice.

I looked straight at him. "What are you talking about, huh? I have no fault with you. I have no fault with anyone!"

But his face turned even more sour.

"Are you just pretending or is that because of your amnesia?" he asked, looking at me in surprise.

"Amnesia? Me? I'm not sick! I don't have amnesia. You're the one who's sick!" I said angrily.

He faked a laugh. But I was still confused. "I can't believe that you became this useless. Maybe all this is karma for you."

"What are you talking about, huh? You said earlier I'm a runaway bride and now I have amnesia. Are you playing with me?" I was about to cry.

I bit my tongue.I tried to hold back my tears. He immediately turned his back on me as if he didn't want to see me cry.

"What I'm saying is true," he said softly.

"Then why don't you just let me go?" I insisted. Taking a chance I could do this somehow.

"I will not do that," he said forcefully.

"Why? I want to go home!" I shouted with great force.

Also because of what I said, he looked at me. His face couldn't tell what he truly felt.

"Do you want to go home? Do you have anything to take home?" he asked, stopping me.

I was sold by my parents. I had nothing to go home to. I just realized my tears were flowing freely. Shit, I still had tears to shed.

"You are useless. I'm just putting up with you even though you hurt me before. Just be grateful and accept the fact that you'll be my sex slave," he said.

I wiped my tears. I stood up. I approached him. I knelt down in front of him. He was surprised by my done.

"Father Jacc, I know you have a good heart. Please, let me go," I begged.

But he backed down. He distanced himself from me as if he was disgusted.

"I won't do that. I bought you for 1 billion dollar, do you think I'll just let you go?" he insisted.

I just bowed down. I cried and cried. I felt like there was no hope left.

"Don't be dramatic about it. Get up and take a shower," he ordered me.

It took me a long time to stand up. "What are you going to do to me? You want to have sex with me?"

"Nope," he replied immediately. "I'll take you to my private island."