Chapter 3

• **** MELINA P.O.V ****
• When the car stopped, I looked out the window to see where we were. I heard one of them say, "Take it. "Where are you taking me? I broke down and cried. I was done.
• The guy who was sitting next to me grabbed me by the hand and dragged me out of the car.
• "You're hurting me! Don't you know how to treat a woman?" I asked in anger, making them laugh out loud.
• "Why don't you ask our boss when he comes if he won't cut your f**king throat?" They said I kept staying quiet and swallowing hard.
• I don't agree that the first day I decided to live on my own was when I got myself into such a big mess.
• When I looked up, there was a huge mansion in front of me. When I said "Large," I meant a house that was really, really big.
• "Wow," I said, but I didn't know what I was saying as it came out of my mouth. They led me into the gates, but I was too tired to fight them this time. I mean that the beauty of the mansion made me lose my way.
• "Does Jason own this?" I asked though I wasn't talking to anyone in particular.
• "How dare you call him by his name!" they shouted, making me jump back.
• I asked as they dragged me to the main door, "What should I call him?"
• One of them said, "You have no right to call him anything. Just shut up," and I nodded and stayed close. They opened the main door and led me into the house.
• "Wow," I said as I looked around the living room, which looked like Heaven. The ceiling went up a long way, and a beautiful chandelier with sparkling colours fell down.
• "Where does she live?" asked one. The other asked what was different.
• "I don't know. The Boss didn't say anything about it. She stays here until he comes back," he said as they left me. I began to walk around the living room and look at it closely.
• "Don't touch anything! We're still here!" they screamed.
• "Won't you at least let me sit down?" I asked in a sweet voice.
• "No, you have to stand there until the boss comes," they told me while staring at me, and I nodded in a sad way.
• At least I'll die in a beautiful house. It's more than how many people die in the streets.
• After just a few minutes of standing, my legs started to hurt, so I had to sit down. I looked at the guys who were watching me and saw that they didn't look tired at all.
• I asked, "Can't I at least sit down on the floor?" and the look of their weapons scared me right away. I sighed because I was so tired, and tears came to my eyes.
• I heard the sounds of cars driving into the compound, and my heart started to beat quickly.
• "The boss is here," they said, grabbing me by the hand. Life has been lost.
• I really wanted to get a good look at this Jason. I couldn't see his face well at the market. I got too afraid to look at his face.
• Someone walked in when the door opened. I looked at his face and thought I was lost.
• Like wtf! Why was he so good-looking and yet so good at killing people? He got so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
• He was so tall, had black hair that shone, and had the most beautiful skin. Then, as he walked toward me, I noticed his small, pretty lips and thin nose.
• "Don't you think it's time you looked away?" he asked when I saw that he was right in front of me. I put the mute away by bowing my head.
• As I thought about how Ma'am Susan had died, I felt angry. What should I do? I have no power! I don't know anyone, and I mean no one, here. I'm on my own time.
• I was still in the middle of my mind when I heard and saw him put the cap on his gun, and my heart stopped for a few minutes.
• "Your last words," he told me as he put the gun to my head, and I started to shiver. I got some courage and then spoke up.
• I asked in tears, "Why did you kill Susan when you knew you were going to kill me? I told you to leave her alone and kill me instead, but you probably did the opposite."
• "One minute more," he said as he changed how he was holding the gun.
• "I don't want your actions to help you and your mom in ways you don't want," I said as I shut my eyes very tight.
• I felt him put the gun's barrel against my head, and my heart nearly stopped. I get myself together to listen to a real story, and then that's it.
• I was ready for the shot, but I didn't hear anything. When I opened my eyes, I saw that he was looking at me.
• "You should thank your mom for saving your life, even though she didn't stop me from punishing you," he said, pulling away from his gun.
• I thought the punishment would hurt more than dying, so I really wanted him to kill me. You don't need him to punish you.
• I asked, "Why don't you just kill me and save yourself the stress?" He looked at his guys.
• He said, "Lock her up in the last room on the 0.33 floor, and then tell the maids to do their jobs." He then walked up the stairs.
• "What are the maids going to do?" I asked the guys who were holding me and helping me up the stairs, but they didn't change a word.
• We were taken to the top, where I saw a few girls and women walking around. They looked like maids because they were all dressed in the same uniform. They had been a lot of them.
• I wondered, "Why does he have so many of them? Don't they have parents or better things to do?" They looked at me and shook their heads in sympathy.
• "Another machine," they whispered to me as I listened. I looked at them, but I couldn't figure out what they meant.
• "Wait a minute! What do they mean by "any other machine?"
• "I asked the guys, but instead of answering, they just kept their faces up in an angry way.
• I think we were put in the room Jason described, because when we all stopped, they went to the door, opened it, and pushed me inside.
• I almost fell, but I quickly got my balance. When I looked up, I saw that the room was very pretty and had a very big bed in it.
• It turned out to be blue, and some of the furniture, like the drawer and the mirror, were made of shiny materials and shone.
• It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I mean, people usually think punishments shouldn't be as nice as this.
• They threw me at the mattress, and when I landed on it, I felt a lot better.
• "Wow. The mattress is incredibly comfy "I thought I didn't understand when they took my hand and started handcuffing me to the bed.
• I said, "Hey, this will hurt me," as they did it.
• One person said, "It's not meant to make you happy." I tried suffering, but I only hurt myself when I did.
• They put handcuffs on my hands and legs, and then left the room. I took a deep breath and looked around the room again, then at my handcuffed hands.
• After a few minutes, a few sad-looking women came in. One of them smiled at me, and I thought she might be someone I could talk to.
• "Lose her," they said. One of them said they reached for my hands and legs and started to throw me.
• I said, "Thank you," and she or he smiled.
• "We are not here to stop anything. No, it's not hard to stop right here, so just keep your cool "She spoke, and I nodded but didn't say anything.
• I had to stand up, and they reached for my shirt.
• "Wait! What do you have in mind? "I asked in surprise.
• They said, "Come up with a bath."
• "I don't need help to take a bath. I don't want a lot of people, okay? "I said something, and everyone laughed except the woman who kept smiling at me.
• "When we got here, we all said the same thing. "Wait," said the woman I thought was the boss. "Take them off and take them to the bathroom." You and I won't fight.
• You've probably been in my shoes before, and you can trust me that I'll do anything. I'll take off my clothes and take a bath. You can send someone with me if you think I'm up to something."
• "You can take a break. One of you here and I get along well.
• I said, hoping they could hear me, "And the boss won't know about it." "I! I'll stay with her," the woman said with a smile, and I was so glad she was the one who stepped up.
• The woman said, "Good, everyone's out of the room. Agnes, I'll give you ten minutes to get her ready." She nodded. When everyone left, I sighed and took my hand off my chest.
• He told me, "You look beautiful," and I gave him a small smile. "Thanks," I said in a weak voice, hoping that he wasn't being nice to me because he wanted something or had a plan.
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