Chapter 6 - Half The Truth

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"Oh, you're so innocent. No wonder he likes you. Miguel is a human trafficker, darling. So am I, he's been doing a lot more business than I have... So, I thought maybe I'd teach him a lesson and poach his prized possession." She said as you stared at her in shock.

"What? No... No you're lying, I know I barely know him but... I wouldn't be that foolish!" You shouted making her laugh again.

"Well, I'm sorry to tell you but you were very foolish or maybe you were just absolutely desperate. You're a mysterious one, aren't you? No records, no photos...nothing. I wonder what your secrets are." She whispered before you lunged forward and head butted her.

"Fuck you!" You shouted before her guards grabbed you roughly and brought you out of the cell.

"I have very special plans for you, my dear. You're lucky, I like the naughty ones." She said looking at you liked you were a piece of meat.

They dragged you out of the cell and up some stairs.

"I'm surprised Miguel hadn't sold you yet." She said as you tried to fight against the men.

"Because he's not a sex trafficker! You're fucking lying!" You screamed, you hated thinking you had been so foolish.

But Miguel was the first person who had made you feel somewhat safe, you hated to believe all of it was a lie.

"You've got a mouth on you, haven't you?" She said before they dragged you into an empty room.

She threw you to the ground and smiled.

"I'm going to leave you with my lovely men here, to teach you a few lessons." She said before leaving you in the dark room.

You glared at the two men and stood up.

"I think you've underestimated me." You growled making them laugh.

"Oh, darling. We'll have so much fun with you."

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The vixen returned an hour later, expecting you to be in a terrible way.

But, when she opened the door she say you covered in blood with her guards dead on the floor.

You grabbed one of the knives and pointed it at her.

"Stay the fuck away from me." You growled as she looked at you with amazement in her eyes.

"My my, look at you." She said, her eyes traveling over your blood stained body.

You were about to lunge at her before you heard the sound of gunshots.

While she was distracted you darted passed her out the door.

You ran down the hallway and tried to find your way around before you bumped into someone.

You threw them against the wall about to slit their throat when you saw their familiar face.

"Miguel..." You muttered, letting go of him.

"Y/N, thank God... We have to go." He said before you pinned him against the wall again and held the knife against his throat.

"No! Tell me if it's true! You were going to sell me!" You screamed as he kept his hands up, showing you he wasn't going to hurt you.

"Y/N, it's okay. I will explain all of it I promise. We have to get out of here first." He said as you glared at him, tears forming in your eyes.

Suddenly you heard a gunshot and saw Vixen pointing it at you.

You looked down to see Miguel had been shot in the leg.

"Fuck." You muttered, before reaching down and grabbing the gun from his pants.

You shot Vixen in the chest before grabbing Miguel.

"Y/N..." He muttered in shock seeing you murder someone so easily.

"We have to get the hell out of here." You muttered, you grabbed Miguel's arm and placed it over your shoulders.

Thankfully Macy appeared and helped you carry him out.

Macy got into the driver's seat of the car they had parked out the back while you got Miguel in the back and sat next to him.

While Macy drove you looked at Miguel.

"Tell me it isn't true." You whispered as he looked into your eyes.

He moved forward a little and held your face in his hand.

"It's not true, Cariño. I will explain all of it when I'm not bleeding out, but I swear to you whatever she said isn't the truth. I would never hurt any of my girls like that. Especially not you." He said as you smiled a little and felt tears in your eyes.

"I didn't want to believe it, but..." You trailed off looking away from him.

"But, it's hard for you to trust. I understand, sweetheart."

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