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3.12 Blunt

-I hope you enjoyed the story so far. I kind of feel like it has lost its sensual touch out there in the woods and it's been a bit slow so now I'm about to go HAM on these b.itches. Sorry, I didn't mean to curse. Follow the story, it's about to get crazy. Ps I tried to photoshop Selena, but I failed miserably.-

Mr. Bentley made love to me on the operation table. My reaction to him was spectacular, but nothing new. I had felt this thrill before with the guys of the families. I hated it, but I had.

Then he operated on me.

I did not know how long I was under his surgeon knife, but when I woke up I felt dizzy, I did not want to move, I did not want to do anything.

Mr. Bentley fed me every day for a few days. He helped me like doctor in more ways than one. He was on alert all the time.

We were in danger, but now that I was unrecognisable we had less to worry about.

Whoever found us would not know who I really was.

He was about to take off all my bandages and let me face the new me.

"You need to know something," he begun. A soft breeze hit the skin he freed of the first bandage. "I will take you to my partner now."

"What about Liam?" I asked him.

"We changed the original plan. It is too dangerous to take you to your brother right away. Liam has to wait a little bit for that, but he can come visit you at the James house," he explained. It itched. I wanted to scratch my skin.

"James?"

Mr. Bentley looked as if he did not want to reveal that name. But he explained it nevertheless, but in a quiet whisper, "He is the head of this organisation."

My nose was smaller. My chin was pointier. My eyes looked different, he had changed my eyebrows. My breasts were bigger and my butt, too. That was what he needed the implants for.

Another set of days passed and we packed our things and entered the car. Mr. Bentley 'drugged' me so that I could not see where we heading off to.

The next time I opened my eyes, the setting around me was like the ones in the families. The smell was rosy. The furniture was shiny and expensive. There was the sound of people being near, working, serving dishes and cleaning them.

A brunette girl sat next to me. She looked younger than me. Her hair was long and dark, and she was dressed in satin pyjamas.

"Selena is your name, right?" she asked. I nodded. I could tell that bad things had happened to her. She looked like she was not getting enough sleep. "I am Stella."

"Who are you?" My voice sounded dry. Her name was not enough for me.

"Currently I am David's sex pet. I used to work for the agency. Although I never really made it out of my first job," she explained. Wow. Stella said things they way they were.

"I am sorry," I muttered. "I worked for them, too."

"Do not be. I get to orgasm whenever I want to, actually, whenever I behave. I have good stamina. I live in a place that is close to being a palace. My life is amazing," she sounded full of sarcasm. "By the way they have not told me what you are doing here. David just shoved you onto my bed."

"I do not really know what I am doing here either," I told her. I did not like lying to her. She seemed vulnerable under her tough façade.

My head started hurting and I cringed. It happened every now and then after the surgery. It went away after a while. Stella softly stroked my arm and asked, "Are you going to be alright?"

I nodded.

"We have to be somewhere." We stood up together. She took my hand and led me outside of the room.

I heard voices from afar.

"You are ridiculous, you know that, right? You are the most inhuman person I know. Stella looks like a ghost. I hate seeing her like this," a man argued.

"Do not pin this on me, son," another man said.

"You are the one f.ucking her senseless all the time. You are overusing her."

Stella and I entered an office. It probably was David's office.

The two men turned around. One captured my immediate attention. The younger guy had beautiful strong features. His eyes were on me and I felt his attention to my core.

"She woke up," Stella stated, still holding my hand.

"What?" the older man asked.

"Mr. James, she woke up." Her voice changed into a more thrilling tone.