Chapter 108 Traffick

• Derek's POV:
• Deep furrows lined my brows as I noticed Mendez checking the women out. The air was filled with the foreboding waves of laughter of the traffickers as they watched people fall and groan in pain. Many of them slapped the asses of the young and helpless women. What they wanted was obvious. It reminded me of myself when I was in my late teens. I chuckled. The women here would be on my bed by now. But staring at them now didn't interest me anymore. I preferred her pussy and could imagine her naked with her legs spread as I entered the room. Fuck, I was getting hard at the thought of it. I lost my smile decades ago after the struggles I had to go through and all the nightmares I'd had.
• I used to believe I deserved all the pain I was going through and every bit of it. Believing that I deserved to die for not being strong enough to protect my family. But now that I think about it, how could a 10-year-old have protected his parents in a situation like that? An unpredictable one. It was as though life was toying with me, like life made it a duty to torture me, and refused to let him go.