Bound Together

Chapter 1

Nyla's pov
It's only gotten worse over the past three years but my freedom is only two weeks away. On my twenty-first birthday I finally got out of this hell hole. All I had to do was wait. The door swings open and heavy footsteps descend down the small wooden staircase, by the sound of the steps I know it's my dad. "Get the fuck up. Your new owner is on his way. You're paying off a debt." he said.
"No!" I sobbed. I instantly regret speaking. I was so close to getting my freedom.
"NO? You've got no choice whore. You have an hour to get ready, and use some makeup to cover up those hideous marks." He screamed at me. He grabbed my arm and dragged me up to one of the rooms in the house. He threw me on the ground and slammed the door shut. I look around the room and a black dress and a pair of heels lay out on the bed. I walk into the bathroom and see makeup products scattered around the bathroom sink. Knowing it's gonna take a lot of time covering up all the marks I quickly get in the shower. Years of dirt and blood flow down the drain and I shiver in disgust. I haven't even bothered to look in the mirror, afraid of what I might see. After my shower I make my way to the sink and I finally glance at myself in the mirror. There's three scars on my face, one that goes across my nose another under my left eye and one more that goes from the top of my eyebrow all the way to my under eye.my whole body littered in scars. I let out a cry at how horrible I look. My thick black hair reaches my butt, my eyes are two different colors, one blue one green. Shaking my head I start working on covering everything.
    After forty five minutes I'm finally ready, the bedroom door slams open and my father walks in.
"Let's go, they are here. Don't embarrass me." He speaks with so much venom. I follow behind him keeping my head down. As we walk down the stairs I see three of most mouth watering men standing there. The one in the middle has black hair and green eyes, tattoos all the way up to his neck, he's wearing a black suit along with the other two. The one to the right of him has red shaggy hair, blue eyes and freckles, he has tattoos as well but not as many as the other one. The one on the left has black hair but with streaks of red in it and brown eyes, I can see tattoos peeking out of his sleeves as well. These men radiate power. I mask my fear with a cold and emotionless face, it's something I've mastered over the years. The men look me up and down as we reach them and I hold back a shiver. None of them speak as we stand there.
"This is my daughter Nyla." Father speaks. The men nod their heads still not speaking. "Take her and go." He says he doesn't even care. The one with red streaks grabs me by the arm and walks me towards the door, the other two following behind. As we walk outside I breathe in and look around. I've never been outside before but I have to say it's amazing, the breeze makes my hair fly around my face. I stop for a second just take it in. I feel I tug on my arm, I almost forgot they were here.
"Sorry ." I mutter. None of them acknowledged me, the one with green eyes walks in front of us and gets in the front seat and the other two sit on both sides of me making sure that I can't escape. I feel a piece of cloth being wrapped around my head making it so that I can't see where we are going. The drive is silent. After what I think is two hours we come to a stop, the blindfold is pulled off my face. The car doors open and I'm pulled out of the vehicle, I look up at the house in front of me. It's huge, the house is black and three stories tall. It's absolutely breathtaking, trees surround us and I know that we are miles from civilization. They lead me to the living room and sit me down. They all sit down as well. "Who are you"? I ask, breaking the silence. The redhead is the first to speak up.
"Im Noah, the one with green eyes is damien and the one who has red streaks is jack." I nod my head. I put my head back down knowing the consequence if I don't. The tension in the room is thick. Jack stands up and walks away. Damien stays silent. 'I'll take you to your room." Noah says. We both stand. I keep my head down as we walk up the stairs. We come to stop, he opens the door for me and gestures a hand signaling for me to go in. "My room is on the right, jacks is on the left and Damien's is at the end of the hall. I will come and get you when it's time for dinner." He says.
"Thank you." I say. He nods his head and closes the door.i hear the lock click and i sigh. Well so much for freedom. I look around the room, the walls are gray, the bed is placed in the middle of the room, there's two doors in the room. I open one and see the most beautiful bathroom I've ever seen. The walls are black, with a walk in shower and a bathtub, the counter tops are marble. Why do I get something this nice? I'm just in debt. I think to myself, shaking my head, I walk back to the bed and lay down. I sigh as my back hits the bed. I have never laid on something so comfortable in my life. I quickly fall asleep.