Valentino Twins: Stuck in Between

Prologue

As the light blinded her peculiar eyes, the girl moaned. She is perplexed. She had only recently recovered consciousness after being unconscious. She regained consciousness after her kidnappers beat her for disobeying them. She sobbed and whimpered, convinced that no one would save her from her predicament.

She was kneeling, unaware of her position. She was blindfolded, yet an agonizing light emerged out of nowhere. She wanted to run but didn't know where to go. She wanted to remain hidden, but she was aware that they could see her. She tried and failed to remove the metal from her wrists and ankles.

"Please, please, let go of me," she murmured quietly, but all she heard was their laughter. She also received cheers.

Despite her slight stature, she resisted, but it was pointless because her captors were enormous, strong guys who held her shackles.

When her blindfold was removed, the girl could hear the breathing of those in front of her. When they saw her eyes, they exclaimed they couldn't see them because of the light, but she could see their shadows.

"This is the final item up for auction tonight!" A voice yelled to the girl's left, catching her attention. She was taken aback when she heard the word auction. An auctioneer during an illegal auction! She was taken aback.

Another angel's wings will be severed as a result of those who have no conscience. Another angel will be denied justice.

The girl had no idea that this was her fate. The terrified girl trembled. Fear and nervousness made her heart race faster. She gulped as she predicted who would be auctioned off tonight. "No, it's not me. It's not me," she told herself, but fate seemed to want her to hear what was going on. The light was aimed at the man on her right, not at her. In front of him, the girl's mouth opened.

She wanted to hide from the people who were scrutinizing her as if she were a commodity. She had no idea how she ended up here. She had no idea that genuine individuals could be purchased for entertainment purposes.

Her face was flushed, and she was unable to believe what she was seeing and hearing. "If this is a dream, please wake me up," she said. The girl begged for her thoughts. She hopes it's only a dream, but she can see and hear everything.

She could feel her emotions rising in her chest. She wanted to repress the emotion she had been feeling earlier, since she knew they were going to sell her. They were socialites, crooks, and politicians, among others.

"You see, our thing here is a fourteen-year-old girl, the child of an American-Filipino man and a German-bred woman." The auctioneer describes her as having brown hair, standing five feet four inches tall, being pure and virgin, and having exceedingly uncommon eyes.

The girl observed how joyful and praised the people in front of her were, and it appeared that the girl could cry from what she was seeing while these people were delighted for her.

She is aware of what is going to happen to her. She surely is aware. She felt helpless. She is terrible and frail. "Now, let's begin the auction with a million dollars!" Her eyes welled up with tears. Hearing the auctioneer added to her sobbing. The girl exhaled sharply and struggled against their grip.

"Let go of me!" She screamed angrily while crying, but no one paid attention to her. The girl avoided the gazes that were directed at her. They began bidding.

She was being squeezed for more and more money. She tried to release herself from the bonds. She tried, but electricity ran through her veins. The girl screamed and begged for assistance, but no one heard her.

The girl collapsed on the ground. Her gorgeous eyes were filled with tears. She fixed her gaze on the audience. She looked for at least one person who could sympathize with her.

She was crying, but she couldn't see anyone. She didn't notice anything until a pair of black orbs fixedly stared at her. She sensed a ray of hope.

The girl felt safe looking into their eyes. She pleaded with them by looking them in the eyes. As she peered at them, she begged them to save her.

When she saw them stand up from where they were sitting, the girl lost hope. The young lady bowed and cried. Gone. She has no chance.

"Take ten million dollars, or I'll blow up the whole place!" But her optimism was renewed when she looked at the voice that echoed throughout the room.

She saw two pairs of eyes in front of her, one holding a gun directed at the auctioneer and the other a switch. The girl let out a joyful yell. She thought there was no hope. She thought it was impossible.