"Look who's here. You are such a sneaky little rat I see!"

I stopped dead at my tracks panic stricken. I went pale at the terrifying voice I heard from my back and was praying to God that it should not be him even though I know exactly who that is.

I slowly turned around holding my breath.

"So this is who you are" I heard him say in a low evil tone, walking towards me.

Bruce!

Oh no, it was Bruce.

Bruce is a head of another wing of the Escort house like Rick. While Rick is a with generous heart, Bruce is an evil weed.

He is a bad news.

He was after me from many years. He tried many times to take me under his wing so that he can use me to earn millions but Rick was good enough to border him from me.

"I – I was – just – " I stuttered thinking of a reply.

"Look at the irony, this is the time of the night that our business hits sky and yet here you are enjoying the night alone." He came close to me and gave me an evil smile showing his yellowish brown teeth, the result of smoking and drugs.

I know he doubts me. Rick was careful but there were many instances where he blatantly showed his greed for me and the money I could earn for him.

With Rick going out of state for few days for some work, he grew more atrocious now.

Oh angels, why is this happening to me?

First it is Mr. Giant, then it is Niccolo and now it is Bruce. I'm doomed from all sides. Is there no way I can save myself from all these?

"Who's your client, Chick?"

"N – Norman Knight" I said the name that was noted in the records.

"So Norman Knight is the name of the night blind customer you pleasure. Want to have a ride with another?" He asked maliciously, tracing my face with a finger.

NO No!

"N- No. My master expects me to be loyal to him till his contract with me ends." I said backing away and hurriedly walking into the mansion.

But his words I heard from back had me stumble with fear.

"The more you run from, the closer you are getting towards me, chick."

~*~*~*~*~*

The whole night I cried and cursed at my ill fate. Many 'what if's' made my situation even more pitiful.

Would I be able to live a life with Mr. Giant or any man from decent family if I was not a part of this?

Would Mr. Giant love me if I was someone who's different? Someone of his status?

Will it be only a mere dream for me to have a family?

With many thoughts of Mr. Giant I tried hard to sleep but just when sleep was about to take reign over me, I heard a loud cry and many yelling voice. I got up from the bed immediately and went to the main hall to see what is happening.

Please God, Don't let it be Niccole. Please.

Walking towards the doors, I saw a young girl, probably fourteen or fifteen, being dragged by Bruce by her hair.

"No please. Leave me. I don't want to go here." she was begging and crying but her pleads fell on deaf ears.

Bruce threw her on the reception chair forcedly which resulted in hurting her head.

For one moment, I saw myself in that young girl. Years back I was dragged here the same way and I was pleading and begging to let go the same way.

The tears that were seized just minutes ago came back to me like a tornado.

"Shut up you slob. Why are you crying? You should be happy that you are earning a lot at this young age even though you are not quite a quality product." Bruce tugged her hair harshly and took a picture of her for records and forms.

No, I can't see this anymore. That girl is being treated the same way I was treated once. How can someone be so cruel to hurt a kid.

Doesn't he have even one percent of compassion in him?

"Tomorrow afternoon at the auction, I'll make sure to make you the best bid out of all. You need to happy and excited. Nova, Get this chick ready and teach her rules and some etiquettes." He threw her towards Nova, our etiquettes and seduction teacher.

"No please. NOOOO" That little girl kept shouting which made me feel despair.

OH MY GOD. No, I need to save her.

She's so small. She's a kid. This cannot happen again. What happened to me should not happen to another.

What can I do?

"Leave her Bruce. You need to take her consent for sale and you cannot just force her into this." I braved out and stated him with a little courage.

The thought of saving her got best out of me right now.

"Uh, there goes the blind man's escort. You know I can't let her go. She's my new goose who gives me golden eggs."

"No please. She is a kid, Bruce. Please leave her." I begged

"My, My, Look at you being so brave! I need the money she earns for me. If I leave her who will earn for me? Who will? You?" He asked with the most evil and malicious glint in his eyes.

Me? Oh no!

"But how can you sell yourself, you have a master of your own. Pity that the little girl should be my passage to riches." He put on a fake concern expression but his words stuck me hard.

How can I sell myself?

But I cannot let that girl to go through hell at such young age. I know the grief of being in an unknown new world where you have no freedom whatsoever.

I need to help her but...

"I – I will" I gasped out softly.

"I will if you let that girl go." I continued looking at the ground while tears flooded from my eyes.

With Rick and Pheobe's help, I saved myself from this business from many years. But today, I am selling myself as a bed slave to a stranger who can kill me if his mood is gloom.

Is it necessary?

Is it worth to put myself in this to save her?

I can't let another kid to lead a life like mine.

"Done, I will let that girl go and will make sure not even the shadow of this business touch her. But are you sure you want this?" He asked with an evil laugh. It was like he is expecting this.

Like he was expecting this to happen.

Oh dear angels, what should I do? What have I gotten myself into?

"With your body and hot looks we can earn millions." He said excitedly and rushed me towards the makeup hall to get me ready for the auction and I followed slowly crying for myself and for my life.

He made me sign the required document and gave me the number of auction. I tried calling Rick many times till the afternoon next day but he didn't pick up the call nor did he call back.

Rick was the last hope to get me out of it but that is not possible now. This morning I made sure they let that girl go and leave her faraway from here with some money.

The auction started and I am sixth girl to be auctioned. I'm still praying from inside for some miracle. I can hear many powerful voices shouting their bid to get women.

How will my real master be?

Will he mistreat me?

Will he take my v-card?

Will he sexually abuse me?

Can I get out of this when he gets tired of me?

Besides paying off the debt and getting freedom from here like Phoebe, this is the only way one can get out of here.

Being sold.

Once being sold to someone, the escort house authorities have no rights on the sold women. They can be free once the owner gets bored and leaves her.

But mostly, the owners harass their mistresses and make them work for them as maids once they are bored of her.

What kind of master will I get.

Ah, my fate.

I am Sorry Mr. Giant. I know I shouldn't have fantasized you but this stupid heart kept opening it's doors for you. I am not in any status for you but somehow I feel guilty for unintentionally drawing you towards me.

"Sienna Thomas! Sienna Thomas!" My name was being called out and walked towards the stage taking a deep breath.

"This beautiful chick here has beautiful body out of all the girls from our house. The bid to buy this girl starts from Fifty thousand dollars." Bruce shouted out in microphone not even trying to conceal his excitement.

"Seventy Thousand"

I am going to ruined for any man now...!

"Eighty thousand"

I cannot live my life decently ever again from this moment.

"Ninety five thousand"

I can never express myself to anyone now

"One million"

I cannot see Mr. Giant ever again!

"One million and twenty"

I cannot see that mischievous glint ever.

"One million and thirty "

I can never express my love for him now!

"One million and fifty"

Wait Love? I just like him, no?

"One million and seventy"

Love! I love him!

"One million and ninety"

I realized my love for him now at the desperate moment when I can never ever be his.

"Fifty Million" Came out an achingly familiar hoarse voice that froze me, which I thought I can never hear after today.