Her Bidder (Savior or Villain)(Book 1)✔

Episode#2: Dreadful Night

Episode#2:- (Dreadful night)

She tried to open her eyes. She could hear lots of noises, but her mind was not registering what she was hearing. She opened her eyes but shut them immediately due to the bright light.

She blinked several times to adjust to the light. When she finally opened her eyes, she was confused about where she was.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she saw hundreds of people standing or sitting around tables. She tried to move her hands but realized they were restrained by handcuffs.

They had tied her to a pole. Horrified, she looked left and right, traumatized by the scene.

Fourteen or fifteen girls were standing beside her, all wearing clothes that barely covered their bodies. She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked down at herself, shocked to see she was also wearing a revealing dress. She felt disgusted and tried to free herself, but only managed to cut her wrists on the handcuffs.

A man guarding the girls walked by. She called out to him.

"Please let me go," she pleaded, her voice trembling. The man said nothing, giving her a lustful gaze before walking away. She wanted to kill herself after seeing the predatory gazes of the people around her.

"Please, God, save me," she prayed silently, but her hope was fading as she watched the girls being bid on one by one.

She had always worn western clothes, but nothing that revealed her body. Now, she felt exposed and vulnerable. The way people were staring at her made her wish she could disappear.

She had seen movies where girls were forced into prostitution, and now she realized she was in such a place. Girls were being sold to the highest bidder.

She had just wanted a peaceful life, but now she faced a dark, lonely future, filled with people waiting to exploit her.

"Look how ugly she looks. She ruined her makeup with all that crying," two girls whispered nearby. Unlike her, the other girls were calm.

Swara heard them and felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe nobody would bid on her because she looked so disheveled. She closed her eyes to pray, but suddenly an announcement made her open them again.

"Now it's time for the girl with number 15," someone announced. She looked down and saw a paper with "number 15" pasted on her chest.

Her heart raced as the bidding started. Someone offered £15,000 for her. She looked towards the bidder and saw a man around 40 giving her a lustful gaze. A lump formed in her throat.

The bidding continued, and she wished she could die right then. She knew what awaited her if someone bought her.

The bidding amount kept rising, and her anxiety grew. She tried again to free herself, but the handcuffs only cut deeper into her wrists, causing blood to flow.

"£500,000," someone bid. The hall fell silent, and all heads turned towards the highest bidder. Swara, her eyes filled with tears, looked at the person, but her vision blurred, and she fell into darkness.

She groans in pain; when she tried to open her eyes. She changed her side; and slept again while rolling on the bed. Suddenly something clicked in her mind, and she woke up with a jerk.

A pain shot through her head, which she surpassed by holding her head from her both hands. She was sitting on her knees on the bed. After a few seconds of massaging her temples, she opened her eyes and saw herself lying in a very comfortable bed.

She sat down on the bed properly, while folding her legs in Indian style. She looks around; and found a well-furnished room, bigger than her 1 bhk flat.