Chapter 1
I don't find any reason to love my life but neither do I find any reason to hate it. Ofcourse many people are in worse state than me more impotent than me. Even after living with my alcoholic guzzler father, I manage to build myself up so that I can get out of his cage rather his radar. When I was 12 my mom left me because of him, if she didn't leave I suspect she wouldn't have been alive today. But what hurts why didn't she take me with her?
I get inside so-called-house, coming back from collage to meet with the same thing. Beer bottles are here and there and a man laying down.
"Dad" I whisper and get no reply, I get that he passed out. So ignoring him I go upstairs in my room.
Standing Infront of the mirror I remove my clothes to meet with the familiar scars on my body delivered by dad. It it was few years back I would've cried but now it's just so normal to me. Some things get habituated.
I fresh up getting myself in comfy clothes after applying the medicines. I keep staring at myself in the mirror until I admire myself behind the scars.
Myself 20 years old, Aurora Sabina, I might go in one of the prestigious collage in Manchester but that too by scholarship. But to live my life I also have to work in a part time job to meet with my expenses. I do not deliberately desire for a luxurious life rather I won't get one until I work on my own with handsome income. So the best thing to wait until then.
I go downstairs to find dad no more on the floor and surprisingly not even the beer bottles, it's all clean. I raise my eyebrows looking around.
"You're here Aurora, don't waste time go and get ready in a beautiful dress" Dad says grinning or smiling like he has won million dollars.
"I don't have any and why?" I say with a stern face reflecting no excitement. His nothing excites me to be honest.
"Oh no problem wear, whatever you're wearing let it be, I can't deny you're beautiful anybody will like you" What? I shrug in disgust.
What he's speaking? I look at him suspiciously. Anything he do scares, when it includes me. I sit on the couch when the bell rings. I get up to go but dad runs to the door to open.
What's happening?
I watch two men and a middle aged woman getting inside. The men wearing black suits where one of them looks like someone really rich and the other his bodyguard and the woman wearing a formal gown. Dad greets them and makes them sit. I confusingly ogle at them having no idea what's going on.
"Mr. Sabina we don't want to waste time. Better we hurry up and take her" One of the man says staring at me. The stare is not disgusting but weird.
Take her?
"Oh yes yes sure but the money?" Dad says looking like a dog longing for food.
"Here's your money" The lady says while the other man putts a bag full of money.
"Wait what's happening? Dad? What's going on?" I long for an answer from dad but instead the man answers me.
"He sold you to us"
What? Sold? What the fuck is going on?
"Hang on dude, what are you saying? Dad I want a fucking answer" I look at dad who's nowhere on earth but with his money. A single tear leaves my eye.
A moment of 20 seconds destroyed my 20 years of life.
"Let's go" The lady says
"I'm an well grown up adult and have all authority to decide my own life, I'm not going anywhere" I say pushing my emotions aside
"Your own dad sold you for 1 million dollars, do you still want to stay with a person like him?" The unknown lady says something I should've understood years back. Few more tears drop as I stand still.
He really did sell me.
"Can I take my belongings?" I ask looking at her and she nods positive. I go upstairs stopping myself from crying,lets see where fate takes me.
If he sold me then he my dignity too. That means -
I sob silently. Packing my belongings.
I go downstairs where everyone is patiently waiting. I do not glance at dad before going out. I keep all my emotions here and I won't dare to cry again, not anymore.
I see two branded cars waiting, the two men gets inside the first one whereas I and the lady gets inside the second one.
"It'll take an hour to reach you can sleep a while" The lady says softly, having no intention to harm.
"I'm fine" I say silent, looking outside.
"Well, I'm Grace Stevens, you can call me Grace, I work under Mr. Berone" I look at her confusingly.
She understands and says, "The person you're gonna be with or to be specific the person you'll marry"
Wow. My marriage I don't know. My life is really a joke.
"I'm Aurora Sabina"
"Yeah I know, you're beautiful just like your name, Ma'am" She says while smiling, a real smile.
I study grace closely. She's like a elegant lady. With confidence and a little motherhood.
The whole ride went out with little talks. After exactly 1 hour,we stop Infront of a mansion. A very big mansion.
My mouth stays open as I see it. Fuck, it's so beautiful. It is surrounded by guards and the Infront is maintained so perfectly. The man from earlier leads the way. We get inside the mansion. My jaw drops instantly. It's sculpted perfectly, the architecture is also so beautiful.
"Ryan, she's here" I look back to see a guy walking in.
Can't deny he's smoking hot but can't deny either he purchased me. I advert my eyes on the other direction.
"Show her room grace and Jones come to my office" He says in a husky voice, going away.
Grace takes me upstairs, there are few people working.
"Why there are few people and for how long you're working under him?" I ask
"Mr. Berone, doesn't like much people around him and I'm working here for long" she answers politely.
"But what he does? Like profession?" She looks at me like I asked the most terrific thing ever.
"Don't you see news or read magazines?" She asks while we get inside a beautiful room,perhaps where I'll stay.
"No why?"
"He's the owner of the Rico company, the most dangerous young businessman, Ryan Berone"
Mafia leader. Fuck again.
