Eli sat on the bed daze be her mind, the room felt like nothing happen last night even the body of the girl was nowhere in sight and neither was he.

She was at peace with his presence nowhere in the room.

It felt almost normal, standing on shaky legs the nature calling her towards the bsthroom but then she remembered that very feeling of almost dying. She fear going in the bathroom, her heartbeating out of control while all the events crash down harder.

'Eli be strong' a false hope crossing her mind, with shaky breaths she tried to calm down, but failed.

Nerve wreaking sobs escape filling the quiet room. She felt lost all her strength leave her body. It was suffocating her, she felt glued to her spot as the sobs came out.

"Are you done" A voice said so mockingly lace with digusts, she knew it was him. Coming to a sit on the edge of the bed near her. She didn't hear him come in that scared her even more, pushing her body further from him cause a wave of laughter to escape his lips.

"Oh sweet sweet Eli, you make this so easy" he said walking in her direction, his voice lace with amusement. It feels like a predator hunting its prey. In the midst of her mind a voice screamed 'run' but where.

"No no leave me alone" she scream holding her head almost ripping her hair out, eyes closed shut but nothing happen for a few minutes. She went against all power telling her not to open her eyes.

She cried out in pure horror seeing the empty room as it was before.

She shook slowly removing her hands from her hair, placing them infront of her eyes. A few hair strands laying steadily in her palms.

She was mentally and physically losing her very sanity.

>¤<

"Miss, please wake up" a voice said out almost sounding far away. "Miss please you have to wake up" the voice started getting even more concern and nearer, its like the poor girl fear her safety than of me.

I open my eyes slowly, groaning from the pain shooting through my neck. Coming to a sit I find I was on the floor. Memories of this morning filling my mind ones I wish to forget.

'that explains my neck ache' she thought bracing herself off the floor.

That cause me to groan even more, my eyes met with the same girl from yesterday. Nothing change in her appearance, her tired looking eyes and barely clothed.

"Um, sorry to wake you but I must get you ready" she said nervously without a minute to lose, I was confused she held only a lingerie set with red and black patterns.

Before I could ask what I was getting ready for, the fear had already set in my stomach.

Whatever was gonna happen I didn't like but I fear going against it.

How do I tell her I didn't want to go in this bathroom. I stood at the entrance of the door both hands form tightly in fists, I've been standing here for more than a minute.

"Is everything alright miss" she said walking to the door opening but I swear I saw his face smiled at me from the open cracks. I jumped back taking a few steps away.

"A different bathroom" I said hurriedly gripping my fist tightly. It felt like forever that I had used my voice, sandpaper describes my throat.

"Bu..."

"Please I can't go in there" my voice pleaded for her to understand, but  she did eyeing me with a look of pity crossing her eyes.

'No don't look at me like that'

"Oh I understand, let's head down the hall....you can use that bathroom" she said in what felt like hours, I could tell she was fighting with her words. It was a sign of her fearing her boss.

I thought switching bathrooms would help but its only worsens. I couldn't enter none of them even though she reassure that everything will be fine.

But I don't know how to find the words to tell her, It felt he was in every room waiting for me.

She eventually gave up, filling a bucket of water and a rag. It's embarrassing but its better than a panic attack.

>¤<

I hated looking in the mirror, a sight I use to love became a sight I now hate. A tear slip down my cheeks, the red and black fabric sitting calmly against my bruise skin.

A click came suddenly my heart spike in beat, when did I get so pathetic. He came in his eyes on his smart phone.

"Sir th..."

"Out" he said without looking from his phone, I saw her figure ran to the door from the intense volume from his voice.

I shudder his sharp brown eyes meeting mine, I could feel the hate even when he looks me up and down.

He didn't say a word bringing back his attention to his phone I cautiously watch his every move.

"If your eyeing me to ask me a question" he look up once more, giving me a stern look "I suggest you put your eyes to the ground, or is it something else that you want?"

I shook my head while backing up against the wall,

"Use your voice" he said darkly his fist coming strongly around his phone.

"N..n..no" I blarely said over a whisper, my voice unrecognizable to my own ears.

"what?"

"M...master" he smirk with satisfaction masking his face. One I distasted, it turns my inside like a wrench.

"Come here love" he motion with his fingers for me to come closer. All the pull in my body is telling me not to, god knows I don't want to make him angry.

I move slowly my feet shaking with every step, it's that feeling of flight entering my system just the very thought of walking in the lions den.

I stood in front of him his eyes looking all over, it sick my stomach at the sight of a smirk covering his lips from just looking at his work.

I felt tears running down my cheeks, "your so beautiful" he whispered wiping the tears as he said that.

"P...p...Please l...let me g..o" I said through my sobs, he suddenly grab a hold of my hair bringing his lips dangerously close to my ears.

"Your not ever leaving me sweetheart, so its best to wipe that thought from your mind" he said with pure promise filling his eyes, pulling away he look in my eyes the cold gaze with hatred mix gave me chills "your mine Eliza" I dreaded those words my wall within me broke.

"I..I'm not yours, I.. I don't even know who you are" I said my voice surprisingly loud, with tears staining my cheeks. I thought he would get angry but he only held a stern look

"Oh I'll let you remember Eliza, every pain I inflicted on you is one step in remembering" his grip on my arm tighten, it felt like my wrist was gonna break, I held back my whimper.

The saving grace of a knock on the door sounded, he release my hand slowly. "Come in" I didn't want to look at my wrist, fearing the bruise will be too much.

"Sir, their here" a small voice said after while and immediately closing the door after she receive a nod.

>¤<

"I see you mark this one up nicely, a true artist you are Mr. Black" a guy in his mid forties said his gold tooth shining with every word. I cringed at how his eyes look at me if anything I saw lust swimming in his orbs.

A true reality of how sick these men are.

The room was fill with dangerous looking men all having a young girl beside or on their laps. I shudder at the very thought of how these girls were kidnapped or goodly sold to be here.

Young girls who had dreams, family and friends, 'Now gone' as I was thinking this my eyes look over the room. As if on que a guy with blonde close to silver hair was making out with a small girl, she clearly didn't want to do it seeing how she tremble with his hands gripping tightly on her arm.

"Mr. Black glad to have you back, it's been so long" all nodded their heads towards him as that was said.

Curiosity got the best of me, all these men were nearing their 50s or 60s, they all showed him respect. Shasha told me he was 18 back then which makes him 24 now.

I didn't even want to know anymore, it's even more scary to think about how he got this much respect from these men.

"As business partners, I would like to merge your casino with my underground fight club, sir" one guy bravely spoke out, confidence leaking through his words. I try to move slightly from the uncomfortable feeling of all eyes looking at me.

"If you move I'll take it that your asking for something"
He whispered, even licking my earlobe as he did, it sent a shudder of fear to my core. I sat still not attempting to move one inch.

"What do you say Mr. Black" the guy spoke out, jayvin hated men like these tearing these men down, was his pleasure.

It was silent after he said that

"Your a piece of shit, there is no gain from your fight club. A true definition of its owner" he spoke slowly making sure each word got through. It was clear in his voice he was not interested in this discussion.

"I don't understand Mr. Black every night in total 10 million is profited, if its not enough I'll enhance more just tell me your price" his voice shook a little his confidence was slowly draining.

There was silence no one dare to speak, for they know the worse is yet to come

"I don't appreciate kiss asses Joey boy," the guy joe sat across the table almost shitting his pant I can understand being in his eye range was danger.

"You rob from me, you think I wouldn't find out... now you want me to have your shit of a fight club, thats not enough of your payment" he continued taking up a cigarette placing it between his lips as he spoke "don't you think joe" In a bored tone.

I saw the glup he took he started shifting in his seat, clearly knows he's been caught.

"No sir, no one dares to rob from you, how could I " each word shaky a clear sign of a lier.

I felt the evil smirk on his lips when he spoke

"And yet you did"  releasing a cloud of smoke as he spoke, he click his fingers suddenly joe was being escorted by one guards and the other holding his female companion.

"Get rid of him, and the girl is to be place in sex trade" loud shouts of pleading sounded but only from the man the girl stayed quiet silent tears running down her cheeks.

Accepting her fate.

"Now boys, I think that's enough excitement, don't you think?" He spoke daring anyone to say no, his voice held authority.

No one answered only nodded.

The meeting ended and we were left alone, the conference room was becoming sufficating even with his hand resting on my thigh.

"Good girl" he whispers against my hair, his hand sliding down to my underwear.

"P...please don't" I pleaded in my mind.