Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (best reads of all time TXT) 📕

After some time, a man opened the door and commanded us all to follow him and we did as told. It was a room bigger than ours. As I stepped in, I saw more females of different ages; they were maybe in the 100's in the count.

My heart clenched when I saw a girl who was no older than 8, what are they gonna do with her? She’s just an innocent minor. She had tears in her eyes who spoke nothing but her petrified condition.

“Please take me instead of this pure soul who doesn’t know a thing about darkness. She hadn’t seen anything enough to understand these monsters.” My unconscious mind mourned for her 

“Make a straight line without any fucking mess. Ya’ll make sure you stand in ascending order, from shorter chicks to taller ones.” a man’s voice echoed till the end

“UNDERSTAND!” He shouted and we all timidly chanted “yes” in unison. Every single captive was shuddering in fear

We did what he ordered us to, “Good.” He said with a smirk.

“Don’t worry… you all are right in place. This is where every one of you belonged” he announced, “Our asswipe sluts” his last words were low but due to standing almost in front of him made it audible to my ears, making my heartbreak into millions of pieces. He called us sluts. A lone tear escaped down.

A while after, he focused the camera on every single girl one by one like he was showing us to someone, maybe.

It seemed like he was selecting a deal but a moment came when I forgot to breathe.

He showed me marauders from head to toe while I was shaking in panic but I mentally suspired loud when he moved on. My luck! it didn’t stop on me.

But he stopped right there when he saw a shade of satisfaction on my face which turned again into worrisome in less than a nano-second. He eyed me suspiciously and motioned that death-device again on my face. I screamed internally where my inner me was strangling my neck mentally. My heart rapidly beat against its rib cage. I’m having an anxiety attack again.

Before I could plan to process my escape-plan, he took off the bomb to my sight and kept showing others. I gulped.

“This one,” he said where all of us gasped in fear.

He grabbed her arm, making her scream in her shrillest voice. She struggled to get away but he covered her mouth with a cloth.

What are they gonna do with her, please somebody save her? She’s too righteous to be treated this way.

Each of the men were holding her arms and legs while she was fighting for her life. I sobbed at the scene. There I saw them injecting in her some fluid. I saw her helplessness cursing all of us. She chanted for help but nobody helped her, how could we? Thousands of guns were ready to batter our skulls. The headman whispered to other bulky men and they picked 2 more by his command.

They’re human traffickers, I’m so doomed, we all are. I want to escape this horrible place, I want to save all of them, what will they do to them? To us? 

They sent us back to our rooms, men tied our hands and ankles again with chains, making us unable to move. After a while, suddenly they came in with food. The food which they brought was barely food to be called. it was bread and water only.

that’s what we will eat for the rest of our lives, I innerly whined.

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5 Days Later 

It’s yet the same. Nothing was good here and it sickened me. I palled up with the girl who was abducted with me that day, she’s somehow reliable. Her name was Melissa.

She came here to visit her parents. and she lived in Texas coincidentally as an international student. We exchanged words with each other helping in escape.

We made a plan of escaping this sickening place; they take girls every day and I don’t wish to wait for my auction. I’ve seen girls in miserable shapes; all covered in blood and bruises. Sometimes they brought them back in a carrion state but mostly we don’t know where they go. They just disappear to hell.

Now a few of us left in this section. They keep adding girls in other rooms but not in ours, I know because every day a new girly deafening scream wails in this prison-like hell. We saw unknown faces every single day in the foyer and mighty know who will pick any one of us to sell to some ferocious wolves.

I could be one too. This thought makes me cry on my fate.

Never.

I couldn't ever bear a mere thought of molestation but I'm facing it. I can’t cope up with this type of torment. My lips quivered in horror whenever I imagine myself tied to someone’s bed and beg them for pity while monsters keep tearing my soul savagely.

I’ll rather accept death than letting someone use my body as their property. Before they separate us to tenebrosity. I have to think of an escape. Come on, there must be a way out.

Cold sweats wholly wetted my palms because of closure in tight fists. I need to think… none of us are ready for what’s pending; how can we get prepared for such filthy acts.

A day passed by and as usual, they commanded us to present in the hallway as trading mannequins.

Not anymore. Today, It’s gonna be different, we will dodge them first and run away. I found a hiding spot AC duct that was behind the door. I was diligently trying to open the duct and finally got successful.

When they’ll be left for the hall, I and Melissa will toss our lives and exit from this very whorehouse.

Carefully looking around, the fear of being caught was making our bodies brittle shivering in fear. We were trying to be careful as much as possible but

suddenly a sound of manly footsteps getting louder which confirmed it’s direction. Someone was coming our way which means a person was treading back here. We abruptly ran to hide and it caused separation in both of us. We got apart from each other.