Page 5 of Scared Love

a large table. My eyes flare wide at the sight of other women

shackled down just like me, all dressed in nothing but their

underwear.

The men turn to look at us as we approach, their faces

expressionless and cold. I can see the fear in the eyes of the

other girls and I feel a pang of sympathy for them. They are

just like me, trapped in this horrifying situation with no way

out.

One of the men steps forward and addresses Ian. “Is this

our new girl?”

Ian smirks smugly. “Yes, sir. I guarantee you won’t find

another one like her.”

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The man walks over to me and runs his hand down my

arm possessively. I flinch away from his touch but he only

chuckles darkly. You can tell there is something dark in his

eyes. He’s a sick motherfucker too.

“You’ll do nicely,” he says before turning back to his

colleagues.

I feel sick to my stomach as I realize what is happening.

These men are buying and selling people like fucking cattle!

I can’t believe that such evil exists in the world. I knew

there were monsters but I thought they only existed in my

dreams.

I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I’m trapped and

helpless, surrounded by men who see me as nothing more

than a piece of property to be bought and sold. Ian’s hand

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tightens on my chains that is around my waist, his fingers

digging into my skin.

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