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chapter two

chapter two*

I heard a loud clanging noise almost sounded like an iron gate banging shut, as I jumped to the sound I heard footsteps outside the room I was in, I Also heard two male voices they were very deep I couldn't make out what they were saying.

The door flew open two men around thirty stood staring at me they were both around six foot tall and were very muscular their eyes were dark and evil, they both glared down at me.

"get up and look at me" one said. I hurried to my feet and as I stood I slowly looked into his face. "you will follow us down the hallway, you will not look or talk to anyone unless spoken too, do I make myself clear?" I froze my legs felt like they were about to cave in. "don't ignore me. do I make myself clear?" he growled into my face with his teeth slowly drifting from behind his lip I quickly nodded my head and proceeded to follow in their footsteps. walking down a long hallway I can feel all eyes glaring at me. I am terrified I'm a human teenager they can probably smell my blood and can probably sense my fear. I put my head down the the whole way down I was scared to look at anyone by mistake and be punished for it so I kept my eyes on my feet the whole way.

"male blood slave. Two previous owners, he is eighteen years old, starting the bid off at one hundred dollars".

"two hundred dollars"

"three hundred dollars"

"do I hear four, five hundred dollars" said the auctioneer. "one thousand dollars" a women from the back of the room shouted. "one thousand dollars by the beautiful lady at the back. one thousand one hundred dollars?.. OK one thousand dollars going once, twice and SOLD!, you may collect you slave at the front desk".

My heart feels like it's about to leap from my chest. what will that women do to that boy? will she harm him? I sure hope not.

Both men escorted me to the circled stage so everyone in the room could see me as the auctioneer said " I have a seventeen year old human female, one previous owner was used for companionship she's Also a none blood and sex slave. starting the bidding of at two hundred dollars, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, one thousand...." SIX THOUSAND" was shouted by a young man standing in front of me, his eyes never left me. I was so scared this man looked so scary and I didn't feel like I was going to be treated right.. tears filled my eyes as the auctioneer shouted "sold to the one and only Mr Hansen".

Mr Hansen, how come the auctioneer knows his name and didn't know the young boys buyer? did he often buy slaves? if so did he kill them and that's why he needed more?.. I was quickly grabbed out of my thought as I was grabbed by the arm over to the front desk from the two men who placed me on the stage. At the front desk my necklace was scanned so that the cashier could change my previous owners details to Mr Hansen's.

Mr Hansen had taken me to his car he drove a black range Rover, I knew this because the books that Annabelle taught me to read with had pictures and I remember seeing this car in one of the books I read. he placed me into the passengers seat then walked round to the other side of the car to get into the drivers seat. Mr Hansen began to drive off, he was young but older than me maybe around twenty five or so. he was handsome he has dark blonde hair blue/grey eyes with a hint of black through them, he looked a little mad but I'm not quiet sure why. maybe he didn't like me? he wore a black three piece suit with a blue shirt and black tie, he was a little taller than me which is small as I am only five foot three. The journey to his home seemed like forever. I didn't speak the whole way there nor did Mr Hansen, by this stage my heart was pounding against my chest as if it was trying to run away. we pulled into a side road which lead up to huge gates. Mr Hansen slipped a card through a swiper that was just arm length from his car window, a few seconds later the huge gates opened so we could enter.

we then drove up a lane, he parked then stepped out and made his way round To my door. I was pulled to my feet by Mr Hansen his hands were freezing cold and his hands had a firm grip to me, I'm sure I will have a bruise tomorrow. stepping to the front of his huge house big enough to hold it least thirty vampires inside with plenty of room.

Mr Hansen's maid opened the door to revel a large voyeur that lead in every direction possible. the voyeur was very modern walls where wallpapered in black and grey wallpaper with little designs on, it had a huge glass chandelier right in the centre. it had a huge coffee table which had a few magazines neatly packed in a pile with a few chairs siting neatly around the walls. Mr Hansen walked me through the voyeur to a spiral staircase made with dark mahogany wood which lead to a hallway with four doors, two on each side he unlocked the second door on the right an pulled me through into a room that was very dull, it's walls containing nothing but grey, a double bed with red bedclothes, a bedside table, chest of drawers and wardrobe all in mahogany wood Also.

he placed me on the bed and went back to lock the door behind us, he said " you are here to do what ever I expect of you no questions asked. this will be your room, you have clothes, underwear and some things I require you to wear at certain times I will explain to you more later, you have a bathroom just through that door, all the items you require will be in the cabinet" I looked to the floor I was terrified he tried to touch my leg as he said that but I quickly jumped up the bed with my legs and arms creating a shield from him. he looked angry at me. "go shower I want you clean when I get back" that said he closed and locked the door behind him.