Do at least 50+ comments for this next chapter soon.
So before you start this chapter, I wanna let you know that all the Diaz brothers have a rough past so they aren't all heroes they will do some things, and even some of their thoughts can be offensive, like Ezra didn't find the prostitute thing bad or even seeing girls getting sold he didn't feel any emotions so yes they are not heroes or good people so please if you have any problem with this then you can leave this.
There will be character development in the upcoming chapters but I wanna clear that they wouldn't change completely. You will understand further in the story what I mean.
If you have any questions, let me know. Mwah 💋
Love you all ❤️
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Third-person pov:
A beautiful brown-eyed girl is hiding in the small box-type closet covering her ears as tears keep pouring out of her eyes like rainfall. She is scared and hungry because her mother left two days back saying she will be back with her breakfast but she never came.
She told her before walking out of the door: "I have to go and serve a master then I will bring you breakfast okay baby, you will keep yourself hidden and please don't come out whatever it is"
The loud sound of someone moaning and screaming with the sound of some bad words is getting louder and louder. She wants nothing more than for her mother to come back and just give her those weird medicines so she can fall asleep. She doesn't know her mother gave her drugs to make her fall asleep.
Her stomach grumbled and she hissed in pain so she decided to go and look for her mother. She doesn't feel like it's right, her mother is in some danger but the poor thing doesn't know that her mother is no longer alive. She was killed brutally after getting raped all day and night that she couldn't take the pain and died.
She rubbed her sweaty palms together and peeked out of the room with scared eyes and her hands holding the edge of the door tightly. She had to find her mother. She walked out of the room and towards the hallway with broken steps as her legs were hurting from the last punishment she got from her mother. She just tried to peek out of the balcony as she was told not to and get punished for being bad.
After walking in the long hallway hearing loud announcements going on about something she didn't understand. The hallway was empty and dark when she bumped into someone falling on her bum. She winced and looked up rubbing her eyes to clear her vision. She narrowed her eyes to look clearly at the man who scoffed walking away and talking on the call: "Stupid kid"
She got up wincing when someone grabbed her hair from behind making her cry out in pain: "A young girl. You are going to bring good money"
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Ezra is sitting in front of the big stage where one man is announcing the arrivals and starting prizes of the bidding while two women bring girls one by one selling like some piece of art. He is here for a mission and he is just waiting for the signal.
Ezra had his jaw clenched and hands crossed over his chest. He had an emotionless face and his green eyes were cold and dark. He is wearing a black suit with a silver watch shining in his hand along with a few rings around his fingers. The tattoos over his fingers and going up to his arms are only adding more to his dark aura.
As much as he doesn't like it a bit sitting here and watching people bid on girls and women. He doesn't care about anyone of them, he just doesn't enjoy here sitting and watching and hearing annoying voices crying, begging, and yelling the loud prizes for their pleasure thing.
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Adaliah
General FictionA beautiful and strong-minded toddler grows up in a prostitute house hearing people screaming and begging for help. Her mother always kept her hidden in her room away from the hungry eyes of the men who wanted nothing but to use women for their plea...