Scars Left By Memories - Book II

Brand You As Ours

I couldn't believe what was in front of my eyes. To be more clear, who was. Giovanni one of the leaders of smaller group that contained, Miles, Alexei, and plenty more.

"Your buddy, Francisco, he's gone. Escaped out of your bedroom last night." Nikolay announced.

"What?" I question, Francisco left me.

"We were trying to get his attention when he didn't want to come out. We bursted down that door to find him gone. The net on the window was ripped, most likely cut. He was gone." Nikolay answers. My heart fell down to my stomach, Francisco must've been upset at what I said.

"So why I am down here for?" I question.

"It's been four months, since it seems like you fit in now. We want to to brand you." Nikolay answers.

"No. No. No." I said, raising my voice each time. Nikolay glares at me.

"Not today, we are still getting sizing ready. It takes about three days to get in preparation. But for now, you will stay in here. Don't worry, our new maid will serve you three meals everyday." Nikolay replies.

"Marco will be down to check on you in a bit and I didn't forget who you were, Sage." Giovanni says with a large smirk across his face. He chuckles heavily as him and Nikolay left through the door.

The door shuts. Luckily there was a lamp right besides me that kept the room illuminated. Which was better than being in complete darkness.

***

"Sage. Come on, you're not dead." That deep voice questions, my eyes slowly open, I could only see a blur, before my eyes cleared up to find Marco standing there.

He had a tray full of food. An apple, a bowl, with some other small snacks. I still remembered what he had said about my butt earlier, which made my stomach churn, completely losing my appetite.

He sets the tray of food onto the table beside me. Confused at his action of why he didn't release me then hand the food over to me.

"But that is not the complete reason why I came down here." He said, as his voice lowered. The vile in my throat raised.

"Why are you here then?" I question. A large smirk slowly grew on his face.

"It seems that Francisco will not be coming back for you, any time soon. So I decided why not have entertain myself, by using you." Marco answers.

My heart dropped at the speed of light. Without an hesitation, I began to scream. But Marco put his hand over my mouth quickly. His fifthly hand.

"You will not scream and it doesn't not matter. Because nobody can hear you. Expect yourself." Marco says, taking his hand away from my mouth.

He backed away from me, I tried to rip my arms away from the restraints. Tears fell down my cheeks. Trying move my legs. It had almost felt like I was paralyzed.

Marco slowly started to undo his belt. I screamed, but he just chuckles and continued to do what he pleased. Before reaching down to pull the shorts off of me.

"No! No!" I screamed. But nobody could save me. Nobody. And those who I thought would come, never did.

Francisco
Two Days

"We need to make a plan quick. Sage is out there and who knows what they could do to her." I said pacing around Martinez's office.

"Tomorrow morning, we will have everything ready and planned. The shipment is here. We just need to clarify some things with the rest of the estates." Martinez replies.

"Martinez, by tomorrow she could be dead. Possibly across the country. We can't risk that." I said.

"We aren't ready. I know this isn't all about us. But Sage is not dead. Nikolay wouldn't have killed his own daughter. He's been waiting years for this moment." Martinez replies.

I boiled up with anger, even through part of this is my fault. I needed Sage to be home and safe. While the Russians burned in hell. Just thinking of them made me sick.

Suddenly I turned to peer through the window, noticing some car headlights. Martinez and I turned to look at each other before hurrying out of the office.

We made it to the front door just as someone knocked on the door. Sage, is that you? Martinez reaches for the hidden gun he had in his pocket. Before opening the door.

It had revealed to be a young woman. With her hair completely in a mess. She had a pair of heels in her hand, still wearing a traditional maids dress on.

"Before you decide to draw your weapons on me. I came here for your benefit. Not mine or to get your information and hand it over to the Russian's." She said. That's when Martinez pulls his gun out. She puts her hands up.

"I know every detail of their plans." She says. Martinez kept his gun pointed at her.

"Go to the dining table. We will speak when we get the rest of the members down here." Martinez replies. She nods.

I walked over to the door closing it, turning the lock. It had always been a habit to lock the doors, if was very rare that I would ever keep doors unlocked.

"Now exactly how did you know, did the Russian's send you." Martinez says still keeping the gun tightened in his grip.

"The Russian's have everything planned out, I saw the address and wrote it down. I escaped from their estate. Not only to warn you, but to be free from them. Being a maid for them was horrible." She explains.

"Woah, woah. First off, what is your name? You can't just explain yourself without giving us your name." Martinez interrupts.

"Kimberly." She said stiffly. "They're planning on taking Sage to get branded. By placing their logo on her back. Along with the fact, Marco wants to the be first to pop her cherry."

I looked at Martinez and he returned me a confused me look as well.

"What do you mean by, pop her cherry?" I question.

"Take her virginity first." Kimberly answers. Anger had bursted through me, I know that he won't be. But if something similar like that happens to Sage. Marco won't be seeing another day of light.