- I'm a whore as you can see, but I was sold to one, if you want a pussy, get in line and pay like everyone else. - I said with all the courage of an idiot.
When he pulled me back again speaking something in another language with his friends.
His way of speaking was fast, I didn't recognize that language, very different from the English, Spanish and Portuguese that I knew how to pronounce without difficulty.
This time his grip was stronger than the first time, taking me out of that place, without even letting me get my things, maybe I had made Nikolai angry.
It was going to be a long night, and just thinking about it made my body break out in a cold sweat.
I looking out the window of the moving car. I was sitting next to that completely strange man. He even had drivers. Who was Nikolai Dostoevsky ? Why did Thomas tell me to call him sir ?
He seemed to be the master of that entire network of luxury whores, giving many orders as a simple buyer, even though he was in charge of many things in that nightclub of unscrupulous rich people.
After all, he was apparently a hard-core mobster.
She would be very stupid to contradict him.
So those two men called him by his first name, they were the only ones I heard call him that, the others he spoke to in the club addressed him as sir.
But the man didn't speak, there wasn't even an introduction, not that I wanted to say my name, but at least out of politeness he could have done so.
— Shit, I should have known it would be better to have been bought by some of those old men. - I muttered, then brought my hand to my forehead, since my cell phone was in my bag and she had stayed at the club, - I need my bag.
I declared looking at the man next to me, he didn't even look up from his cell phone, as if I was an annoying mosquito buzzing in his ear.
- Then I tried to get his attention, when I tried to get his attention again, but it had no effect, I focused my attention on his cell phone, realizing that everything was in another language, he didn't speak English.
From what the man who was next to him said, I deduced that they were talking about Russian.
With that, the air from your lungs, your eyes staring into mine.
- I know you won't need it; you'll have it tomorrow - He answered my question.
- Now, I need to, yes, I have to send a message to my friend...
- Not for as long as you stay with me. - He growled in a way that made my skin crawl.
- I don't know if you are a rapist, a killer... — my voice died when he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was thinking if it was a good idea to have bought me for that night.
- So, as for the killer part, you're not wrong, but raping harmless little girls isn't really my area, and besides, how can you rape someone who sold herself?
Or is that not what you did? You will give yourself to me of your own free will, or you will not see your money tomorrow.
You can have it tomorrow.
Well, at least I'll have the money, I won't be fighting with someone for freedom or my life.
Then, I felt a small smile appear at the corner of his lips, so small that it was almost imperceptible.
My mouth opened, nothing came out of it, I gasped when he looked back at his cell phone, the words killer echoing in my mind, so he was one of them, could that man be one of those who were part of that organization?
I swallowed hard, looking down at his waist, where I saw a gun on his back. How could that not bother me?
How was he not afraid of getting hurt using that?
— Who are you ? — I whispered even though I knew I wasn't going to get my answer.
— We don't need introductions, just as you are insignificant to me, I don't need to make any sense of our brief relationship — as expected, he didn't reveal anything.
— Yes, but this is my first time, I think I could at least know the name of the man who...
— Trust me, at the end of this the last thing you'll want to know is my name.
That was more than I would have had in terms of information, because obviously I had run out of questions to answer, he didn't answer me, turning his gaze back to the cell phone in his hand.
That left me extremely frustrated, how could that man be like that?
I realized that the man didn't seem to be interested in me, which made me more restless was knowing why he bought me.
So, I felt the worst, at an extraordinarily high price.
Who in their right mind would pay ten million dollars for my virginity?
Apparently, you have to pay this amount for each virgin who is in the club.
- Come on, you'll come with me. – He said.
- We'll go to the garage; this is not the place for sex. - He said.
I followed the man toward the garage, as they headed toward his limousine.
The car was driving along a busy New York street, with many lights illuminating the city, when the car entered a building's garage, followed by a poorly lit parking lot, and parked in a space.
At least the good side was that he didn't take me to a secluded place, my door was opened, I held the hand extended to me, getting out of the car, looking at my partner next to me who was adjusting his jacket, he was wearing a complete suit all in shades of black.
— Sir, we will be at your disposal — the driver said, and my partner nodded.
Nikolai gestured for me to follow him, this time he didn't pull me by the wrist, staying a step-in front of me, my heels echoing in the garage, I tightened my robe, feeling the cold of the place reach my legs.
We stopped in front of the elevator, I heard footsteps coming towards us, I stepped back when I noticed two men who were also waiting for the elevator.
In which I didn't even bother to look at them, getting a start when large hands grabbed both sides of my waist, pulling me back, my back hitting a hard chest.
At that moment I raised my eyes noticing the eyes of those two below me, they were analysing me, the grip on my waist made me shiver, I moved my head up.
When they were meeting Nikolai's icy eyes on those two, as if he was about to attack them, a caged lion wanting to be released.
The elevator doors opened, my companion pushed me inside, holding the door so it wouldn't close, he whispered something to those two showing the gun on his waist, making them take a step back, so they didn't enter the same elevator as us.
When the doors closed, I looked even more scared at Nikolai, what was it he whispered, my body even more tense because of the fact that he had a gun.
- What did you say? – I asked, but obviously I didn't get my answer.
He pressed on to the top floor, what else could surprise me about this madman? He has a penthouse. The doors opened into a small hallway containing only one door, we stopped in front of it.
Then, Nikolai entered a password to unlock the entrance, making me enter first.
A sigh escaped my mouth when I was faced with the grandeur of it.
Now, I knew that I had no knowledge of who I was dealing with, it wouldn't be someone who was a bogeyman.
I thought at that time, who the hell was that man?
How did he have all that power?
The door closed as he passed me, taking the gun from his waistband, uncocking it, and placing it on a bench ;
Since that was the case, he was leaving the ammunition in my hands, even if it wasn't loaded, I wasn't going to touch it.
I walked slowly into the room, noticing a closed curtain that covered the entire length of one wall, two brown leather sofas occupied a space in the room, one of them was curved while the other was straight.
I turned my body looking for my partner, but I didn't see him anywhere, until he appeared from a side door,
I was holding in my fingers a glass with an amber-colored liquid, it must have been whiskey.
A grand piano on the side, in black, caught my attention, it was so shiny it was so polished.
Nikolai no longer wore his jacket, not even his vest, just his button-up shirt, tucked into his pants that subtly squeezed his thighs, that man was tall, fear taking hold of me again, if he was that tall, who could imagine the size of his member.
For God's sake, where have I gotten myself into?
So, he left me with his glass on a table, with that, coming towards me where I was, stopping in front of me.
With his fingertips reaching up to touch the side of my face, I closed my eyes as his touch made me gasp, I opened my mouth slightly allowing air to enter.
All the air left my lips, my lungs emptied, and I felt fear hitting me with full speed.
His fingers touched my lip, tracing it with his fingertip, I felt a slight freshness of nicotine exuding from his fingertip.
— Why is a 22-year-old girl still a virgin? — He asked, making me open my eyes, meeting the immense blue of his eyes.
— Just as you didn't want to tell me about you, there's no reason to tell me about me.
Nikolai didn't even insist, as if it was just a passing curiosity, but too insignificant to insist on the subject, the man took a small step towards me, holding the tie of the robe, undoing it.
With that, he was opening it, the fabric brushing against my arms as he went down and his eyes roamed over my body.
I felt the cold atmosphere touch my skin, even though I had the heater on inside, the coldness in Nikolai's eyes made me shiver.
His hand passed over the garter belt, loosening the string on the panty piece that connected it to the pantyhose. Being so vulnerable to this man I had never seen in my life was making me nervous, breathing heavily.