Ivery Clark POV
Auctions...?
The day I feared was here.
"A-Auction, what's the auction for?" I asked him, hoping for the worst.
"Auctions where they sell beauties like you, Ivery. Left out of the girls will end up into some random wh*re houses. Consider yourself lucky." He grinned, drawing goosebumps around me. I really wanted to punch the hell out of him.
"You are a virgin aren't you?" I looked at him with wide eyes, trying to distance myself.
"But we still have to do our duty. Let's go." He pulled me by my elbow Luke I was some rag doll.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Exam. A doctor's going to examine you." The man said as he dragged me with him. My pulse was thrashing against my skin.
"W-What Exam?"
"You'll know..." The man pushed to a room and my field of vision landed onto the doctor wearing a white apron. He looked much older than the rest.
The doctor looked at me indifferently adjusting his glasses.
"Doctor Williams...here's the first one." The man pushed forward and directed me to sit on the chair.
This doctor is also with them isn't he...
"Let me get this straight little girl, you answer my questions clearly if you want to get this over with."
"Get over what?"
"I'm assigned to check your s*xual heath before you get into auction."
What the hell!?
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, now answer my question. Are you a virgin?"
I grit my teeth and looked at him with a defiant expression. I wouldn't tell him. Who does he think he is?
"Look little girl, the more you answer my question, the less invasive I will be, I bet you don't want to be invaded unwantedly." He held up two fingers. No, I don't want that.
"Y-Yes. I'm a virgin..." A tear escaped my eyes. F***, I hate this and this humiliating feeling that is tearing up my being.
He checked my pulse and other things and I hate being touched like this.
"Hmmm...very well she's in fine health. I have nothing left to check then. You can take her." The doctor said to the man behind me. And then we left.
My eyes felt hazy, like I was been drugged with something. But all I knew was that I was being transported onto land.
A black sack was over my head as they transported me in a car. I couldn't see a single thing, I could only hear, feel.
When I woke up I found myself in a bed draped with finest sheets. Then my eyes fell onto a woman sitting on the corner dressed with a glamorous look.
She was beautiful. She had dark voluminous mane, her makeup was done perfectly, and her figure was perfect that would make all women die for.
But the question is, where was I now?
"I had been waiting for you, you were passed out for like an hour now." She finally spoke.
"Who are you? Where am I?"
"I'm your stylist, sweetheart. And I'm here to make you stylish and glamorous for the auction."
I looked at her dumbfounded. Is she serious right now?
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Mafia's Den: Slave Girl
Romance"You're playing with fire that you can't control, Ivery." "I know the risks," I whispered, against his lips. He growled, low and dark. "No, you don't." His fingers lingered on my jaw, tracing a line down to my throat, sending a shiver through me. "I...
