Chapter 7: Lilah

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  Finally the damn van came to a stop.

  The doors were thrown open and I was grabbed by those fucking dicks. They were rough, squeezing my arms as they dragged me into a huge ass house.

  I screamed and lashed out as the brutes drug me through what I realized to be a mansion

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  I screamed and lashed out as the brutes drug me through what I realized to be a mansion. They threw me into a room that reminded me of the principal's office from school. They grabbed me, sat me in a chair, and tied me to it.

   "Get your hands off me!" I yelled, snapping at one of their hands. The bigger of the two, Brutus, was about to back hand me when I heard the sound of doors to my right.

   "Now, now," a deep, husky voice cooed. "Is that any way to treat these nice men?"

   The hottest man I've ever seen came into view. He was tall, probably a whole head taller than me with dark, dark hair and tan skin. His biceps were practically bursting our of his too tight button up. His face was chiseled with a sharp jawline covered in stubble. His black eyes looked me over as he leaned against his desk. I noticed that his nose was crooked. Like it was broken and healed liked that.

 Like it was broken and healed liked that

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  Maybe I didn't mind being kidnapped.

   "W-who are you?" I stammered.

   He smiled. "I didn't mean to frighten you, kitten. What's your name?"

   "Delilah," I answered. "But everyone calls me Lilah."

   He got up from his desk. "Hmm. What a beautiful name for such a beautiful young girl." He stroked my cheek, lazily dragging his finger down my throat, behind my neck, and stopping at my collarbone.

   I shivered.

   He chuckled as I shuddered again.

   "What am I doing here?"

   "Your father sold you," he answered, sitting on his desk.

   "Excuse me?"

   His eyes sparkled. "Your father decided to gamble with me. He lost, severely. So he gave me you to escape his debt."

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