Chapter 19 Hi, princess." I jumped and almost screamed when someone whispered that me to. I immediately stood up and stepped backwards expecting it to be my old master but it wasn't him, it was Marco. My fear vanished away when I jumped into his arms. "Woah, you missed me that much when I was gone? I thought you were going to take care of yourself?" He taunted as he pulled me back, he cupped my face and looked into my eyes. "Why are you crying? Did something happen?" I looked down and nodded my head. "What?" He asked. "I saw my old master, I thought he was going take me again, I got scared and I came here to hide." I stuttered with fear still lacing on my tone. "Where is he now?" He asked politely. "He is upside, with a girl. I don't want to see him again, please take me. I am sorry for saying bad things, I cannot take of myself at all. I'll listen to whatever you say. Just take me away from here!" I exclaimed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the mall. "Show me, where he is and then we will leave, okay?" I nodded my head and we started to walk around in circles. He wasn't on the first floor so we went to the second one, I held his hand while we were in the elevator. I was impatient and I just wanted to show Marco and leave this mall for good. "Holy," I cried as I saw him entering the elevator with a girl. I quickly turned around and grabbed Marco and hugged him tightly. It was just my old master, his girl, me and Marco in the elevator. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. No one else. His voice echoed in my ears, it was something I tried to get rid of. "Is that him?" Marco whispered to me before kissing my forehead, I nodded my head and closed my eyes tightly. The elevator ride was deadly, my heart was pounding out of chest, it felt like I was going to puke any second now. My body was shaking and trembling but it wasn't too much noticeable since Marco covered me. My eyes closed themselves, I grasped onto his body so tightly that I could feel my fingers claw into his chest. The fear was real, something unimaginable. The aura in the elevator was wicked, I couldn't breathe. It was like someone had choked me so hardly. Just a few seconds more. Ting. The lift reached the second floor and he started to leave with his girl. I turned around and looked at them while still hugging Marco. Victor failed to notice me. "Don't make a sound," Marco ordered and I nodded my head. I didn't understand what he meant by that but then I understood when he pulled his gun out from his jeans and in a swift second, he pulled the trigger. My eyes widened in horror as I saw the bullet swish right in front of my eyes and into Victor's body just before the elevator closed. The elevator started to go down and the crowd rushed upwards. I was going to scream but before I did, Marco slapped his hand over my mouth. "Shush, princess, don't make a sound." He said, he waited for my nod and once I did that he took me out of the elevator and pushed me inside his back. I was still breathing heavily and I was still traumatized with what just happened in front of my eyes. I started to cough loudly when I couldn't breath, my fingers were shaking and my heart was clenching inside my flesh. "Calm down," he said as he placed a hand over my hair and massaged my head. My head fell on the window and tears sprawled out of my eyes. He started to drive away from the mall. He was quick enough to escape and he still comforted me by rubbing my head gently but I couldn't forget what just happened a minute ago. When he stopped in front of a grocery store, he pulled my lifeless body towards him and hugged me. "It's fine now." He reassured. "You killed him," I stuttered. "I told you, I am not going to let your past hurt you ever again. Now, breathe and forget it." He said but it wasn't that easy to forget something like that. I fell back down on his lap and just tried to do what he said, forget it. "Contact Eric as soon as you can and cover up that scene. After that send me all the details about that old ragged man, every single detail I want. And also tell me whether he survived or not because I would like to personally take care of him if he didn't." Marco said to someone on the phone. And he was right, my old master was an old ragged man, he was almost 42 years old when I was 15, just imagine how old would he be now, around 47 or maybe even more older. He had another girl with him, but I knew he didn't treat them badly like he did to me. I was a special item for him, he was able to do anything to me because I lived under him and rest of these girls were just one night stands or sugar babies that he liked feeding but I specifically was his slave, his toy, his demand. Marco was soon off the phone, he started to comfort me once again but I couldn't stop shivering. "Don't be so scared, it's going to be fine." He said. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into his embrace, the rich cologne from his shirt reached up to my nostrils. My mood quickly changed. "I am fine," I said, rubbing the tears away from my cheeks. "Where do you want to go now?" He questioned. I had no idea where I wanted to go now, the trip to Vegas was terrifying and horrible since the beginning. I had rested a lot as well but I didn't go for shopping neither I went to a strip-club, the two most important things in my checklist. "I don't know, I just want to go away from here." I said as I rubbed my fingers around my shoulders. "Your flight is booked for 1am, you have a couple hours, tell me what you want to do princess?" Marco said sweetly, he brushed the hair of my face. His fingers circled around my cheeks, I loved his touch on my skin. "If I say some place, promise me you'll take me there and you won't restrict me from doing anything?" I asked. "Let me guess, you want to go drink?" He asked. I nodded my head silently. "Okay, fine, but only today. After that you are not going to drink in public." He said before starting the car. The club we arrived too was a VIP club, it was beautiful and magical from the outside. Neon lights circled around the place. It seemed crowded from the outside, lines of people were waiting to get inside. For a moment, I thought I would have to wait in that long line but Marco stopped his car in front of the exit. He gave his keys to another man and went inside quickly. I was surprised and shocked how he was able to get access so quickly. "I come here often. These are my men so you won't get harmed here for sure. Just stick with me and do not-when I mean do not communicate with another man or woman." Marco ordered, he pulled me inside the club. It wasn't as crowded from the inside but the view was amazing. The ladies were doing their thing. The strip dance was enticing, I couldn't get my eyes off from it but I also couldn't believe that Marco didn't even glance at the strippers. Wasn't he not interested in girls? "What do you want to drink, princess?" He questioned. "Anything, just something strong so I don't remember what happened today." I replied. He ordered a drink for me and then we went ahead and sat down on a comfortable lounge. I noticed a stripper in the middle, she was dancing inside a cage with metal bars around it. The scene was beautiful. I loved watching strippers, they had a talent that many people ignored. Strip but do not beg. "Everything okay?" Marco asked when I didn't say anything for the past couple minutes. My eyes were glued on the lady. Her dance was out of the world. Once she was finished, I looked at Marco. "Don't you like watching strippers dancing?" I asked. He laughed and shook his head, "No, I don't." "Why, don't all men do? Like if I was guy, my d**k would get hard if I watched a women stripping or even dancing with clothes." I replied. My lips moved to fast and once I was done blabbering I noticed what things I uttered. Marco choked on his water when I told him all that. He laughed and looked at me with shock. "Well, maybe that's why you aren't a guy." He said. "Come on, don't you?" I asked again. The entire time I had been with Marco, I noticed myself watching the girls rather than him. To a certain point, I strongly believed he was bi or gay. "No, Wendy, I do not get hard by just watching a girl strip." He stated. "What if I striped? Would you?" I said after taking my first shot. The alcohol in the drink was bitter and strong, I immediately chewed down a lemon so the taste would be changed. He waited for a minute, and then he responded. "Yes-yes, I would." He turned around and smiled at me while my lips lined into a straight smile. "Oh," "Would you?" He asked. "Would I What?" I looked away and fiddled around my fingers. The music was loud but not loud enough to make my body move. "Would you strip for me?" He asked. "I already have," I rolled my eyes at him. He had already seen my entire body, there wasn't nothing entertaining in stripping for him again. "I want you to strip for me again, princess." He said. By now I had three shots in, my stomach was growling for food, the alcohol was in my system and I was getting dizzy. "Well, okay-I have to go to the washroom." I quickly got up from the couch. "I'll come with you," Marco said. I furrowed my eyebrows together and pushed him back down. "No, I am going to ladies. I'll be back in a minute." I had spend more than a minute inside the washroom, puking my guts out because I had taken alcohol without eating any food since a couple of hours. I sat down on the floor, trying to gather myself back but I couldn't. I was sick. Before leaving the washroom, I wiped my lips and splattered water all over my face. The dress started to tighten itself around my chest, I wanted to rip it off and throw it aside. My stomach was yearning for food. The lights and the music was giving me a headache. I just wanted to sleep. My heart suddenly stopped beating when I noticed a stripper sitting beside Marco on the place I was sitting a couple hours ago. A sharp pain went through my chest. My eyes widened in horror and gulped the lump down my throat. Don't jump into conclusions, Wendy. I walked back to the couch and noticed Marco talking to the stripper with a smile on his face. They seemed like they were too engaged in their conversations. Without giving a second thought, I jumped on Marco's lap. He groaned on the sudden pressure but then he calmed down. "Where did you go?" He asked me. "I was in the washroom-peeing what else?" I said. He wrapped his hands around my waist and held me on his lap. "This is my friend, Lexi and Lexi this is Wendy." He said to me and then to her. I studied the girl from the top to the bottom, she had an amazing pair of breasts, I shook my head and looked at the body suit she was wearing. "Hi, Wendy, I have heard a lot about you!" She said sweetly. She pulled her hand forward but I didn't shake it. Why would I? She was trying to take Marco away from me. She giggled and replied, "I understand, I am a lesbian darling. I am not interested in this lifeless man," Marco laughed on her words. My jealous mood quickly turned of and I raised my eyebrows. As she got up from the couch, my eyes trailed up to her body, she bent down near to me. For a moment I thought she was going to kiss Marco but instead she pulled my face and kissed my cheeks. "Cute little girl," Her finger brushed my lips and after that she left. My lips parted away, I looked around with shock. I looked at Marco and he was laughing crazily. Folding my hands across my chest, I moved away from his lap. "I don't like girls, princess. 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