Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen - Episode 45

 

SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN

Sold To A Mafia At Sixteen - Episode 45

THEME: His slave

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     Shawn and his men kept doing everything possible to find Sofia, and the police were involved too.

Mabel returned home that day, her face etched with sadness, and her family wondered what was wrong with her.

Mrs. Ruth's brow furrowed with concern. "What's wrong? Why are you looking like this?"

Mabel's eyes dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mom, something went wrong."

V's face twisted with curiosity. "What happened?"

Mabel's face scrunched in worry. "It's Sofia, she is missing."

The family exchanged confused glances.

V's eyes narrowed. "Missing? How?"

Mabel's face fell, her eyes welling up with tears. "No one knows where she went, there is no trace about her."

Rachel's face was skeptical. "How is that possible? Did she run away?"

Mabel shook her head. "I don't know."

Mr. Mark's face was thoughtful. "I am sure she ran away."

Mabel's eyes flashed with disagreement. "I don't think so, Sofia will never run away, why will she even think of running away?"

V's face was speculative. "Probably wants to be free from Shawn."

Rachel's face nodded in agreement. "Exactly! I guess so too."

Mabel's face was unconvinced. "I still don't think so, someone must have kidnapped her." She thought for a while, then turned to face Rachel, her eyes narrowing. "Do you have anything to do with this?"

Rachel's face turned red with anger. "Excuse you! What's that supposed to mean?"

Her face was calm. "Well, I am just curious to know, you know you and Shawn just broke up, and you might be bitter to think Sofia took your place."

Mr.Mark's face twisted in outrage. "And you think she had something to do with her disappearance?"

Rachel's face was surprised. "You are unbelievable".She was furious as she stood up and left for her room.

V sighed, his face confused. "Why will you think that of her?"

Meanwhile, Shawn sat in his mini bar, drinking and thinking of how to find Sofia. His face was etched with worry, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers.

"Where are you Sofia? Why can't I find you?" He said sadly, his voice laced with desperation, and took another gulp of his drink.

"Please be safe," he whispered, his eyes closing in a silent prayer.

Back to Sofia and the ladies, they were still kept inside the dark room, their minds occupied with what their captors wanted to do with them.

First lady's face was twisted with fear. "Why are they keeping us here? Are they going to kill us?"

Third lady's voice trembled. "I hope not, I don't want to die yet."

Second lady's face was streaked with tears. "Me too, my family will be so worried about me."

Sofia's face was grim. "There is no escape, I am scared of what they will do to us."

Fourth lady's eyes were closed, her voice barely above a whisper. "We just have to pray for a savior to come to our aid."

They sighed, their faces etched with despair.

Just then, three masked guys entered the room, and the ladies flinched in fear as they moved to them and dragged them up. They struggled hard.

"Let me go!" First lady cried out, her face contorted in terror.

They dragged them out along the narrow passage. Sofia's eyes scanned the area, her face set in determination.

They arrived in a wider room with red light, their eyes meeting a man seated on a chair in the blur room, his back against them, and was smoking.

"Boss," one of the masked guys called, and the boss gestured his hand for them to go ahead.

They bowed and dragged the ladies outside the building. A big van was waiting for them. They opened the back and dragged the ladies inside, then made them fall asleep as they sprayed something inside the van and locked it up.

Before they joined the driver in the car and drove off.

At school, one of the professors was secretly on the phone with someone. His face was hidden in the shadows, his voice low.

"How is it going? Any progress?" He asked on the phone, and a deep voice replied from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, everything is set, I love the ladies you brought this time, I know our customers will love them."

The professor smiled, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"You know I never failed on my task, but nevertheless, I will be coming to the club tonight to have my own share of them too."

"Sure, better be fast about it. I will transfer your balance of the deal to you later on."

"Sure, I will be expecting that," the professor said, his face twisted in anticipation.

"Make sure no one finds out, and after this deal is done, I will let you know when to get me another group of ladies."

"Not to worry, I got you," the professor said, smiling, and they hung up.

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   Some hours later, Sofia and the ladies were being brought to a casino bar where ladies were being exchanged with money to foreigners and then moved to another country as a sex slave. Sofia and the ladies were standing in front of the stage, dressed in mini wear, their faces vacant, their eyes glassy. They had been injected with hard drugs that made them unaware of their surroundings or what they were doing.

The men in the crowd were ogling them, their faces twisted with lust. Alot of advanced men were contented with what they were seeing and were willingly to pay any amount to get them. Everywhere was filled with laughter, cheering as the auction of the ladies began.

First lady was brought forward, her eyes unfocused, her face expressionless. A price tag of $300 (three hundred dollars) was placed on her head.

"I will pay," a voice said from the crowd, its owner's face eager.

Another voice increased the demand, "I will pay $500!"

The bidding continued until the lady was sold out to the winner, her fate sealed.

   It continued until it was Sofia's turn, her price tag higher because she was more attractive than the rest of the ladies. The men in the crowd ogled her, their faces twisted with lust.

"I will pay $1,000,000 (one million dollars)," a voice said, its owner's face eager.

Another voice crept in, " $5,000,000 (five million dollars)".

The bidding continued, the men's faces growing more and more anxious, until Sofia was sold to the winner.

The winner, a portly man with a greedy glint in his eye, ordered his boys to take Sofia to one of the rooms. They obeyed, dragging Sofia away.

Sofia was taken to a room designed beautifully with red petals and red lights everywhere. The men made her sit down on the bed, waiting.

Not too long after, the advanced man entered, his pot belly jiggling as he moved. He started to undo his clothes, his face twisted with anticipation.

"I can't wait to have you, my sweet Angel," he said, his voice dripping with lust.

He left to the bathroom to freshen up, leaving Sofia alone.

Sofia, who had been looking idle, felt a tear stream down her eyes. Her face crumpled, her eyes welling up with tears as the reality of her situation hit her.

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