The Grand Mistress

The man whose grab was at Simione was doubtful and so he waited for the confirmation before she let go of her. The confirmation however came a minute later through a phone call, instructing the man to turn her over to the man in suit.

After it was confirmed, Simione was handed to the man who fetched her, the man in a suit. The man then had two of his companions dragged Simione away and knowing that she had no choice then, she only swallowed her panic and fear. Their group walked hastily in an empty hall and they made many turns before finally Simione finally saw the sun. She looked up and squinted at it, realizing how much she missed sunlight after a few months that she was locked in that big old building she was first brought in.

Looking around, Simione noticed that they were in a big ship and the men who were dragging her had to climb off down to the port. Instantly she realized the biddings took place in that ship and so if one escapes, they\'ll have really no option but to jump into the water and take risks.. Very clever yet very devious!

Right at the port, Simione was brought to a car parked nearby and was tossed again at the backseat. 

"Where are you taking me?" She had the courage to ask when the car moved and hit the road. However, no one gave her an answer and so Simione, just like before, retreated to one corner biting her lips in fear. 

"Where is this place?" She added in panic as not a single landmark and scenery that she saw on the car\'s window seemed very familiar. With that she knew she wasn\'t in Devon City anymore, she was either in another City now or another country she basically had no idea about.

Her questions were not entertained and remained unanswered. Her buyer surely isn\'t  a kind of employee-lover type of boss,  he did not even acknowledge her question. It was as if she never existed in the car.

Seeing how insignificant she was, she shrunk low and she hated the feeling. She hates the feeling of being such a helpless fool and how she was sold off mercilessly. She looked at the road through the tinted windows and saw that it was raining outside, but apart from that, she knew she was no longer in that old building in a remote area. The road they were traversing now suggests that they were in a city, a city she had never been before. She looked further and saw the dark gloomy clouds and no matter how gloomy it turned, she somehow found relief with the fact that they were in a city, a crowded  city .Unlike the last place she had been brought, it was so remote that when she thought of escaping, she couldn\'t be sure how she\'d survive in the woods. Now that she is in the city, in case she can escape then, she\'ll have no hard time asking for help.

When their car stopped, Simione noticed it was in front of what looked like a  five star hotel. To avoid some commotion, the man in suit had Simione ride a VIP elevator and so no one was with them aside from the man\'s  bodyguards. 

This of course frustrated Simione, she was hoping that she could associate with people on the way since this was a hotel. Perhaps she could ask for help but then she didn\'t even know where she was. Who knows this place might still be controlled by the same organization who took her or worse, perhaps this new place was run by her highest bidder judging the way his subordinates could easily glide into it and use its facilities without hassle.

Soon, she was thrown  into a room without a word  and Simione knew then, this would be the place where she would say goodbye to her purity. She had been bought and brought to her bidders territory. She was now his property and he can use her according to whatever suits him.

His property

The thought made Simione panicked more. What was she to do then? Would she just allow a stranger to take her dignity and just follow the flow of her fate according to what Gina and the rest of the people in the organization expected her to do?

Certainly at her situation right then, there was no escape. 

  The room she was brought in doesn\'t even have an open window, just a glass one and so no matter where she looked she knew there was no chance of escape. She couldn\'t even see a phone anywhere or perhaps she was just too scared to even roam around the room and find one. That time too, she was all feeling exhausted as the waiting in the bidding took a very long time to finish. 

With her doom coming closer and closer, Simione\'s chest was about to burst out with fear. She dragged herself to a sofa nearby and held onto her heart. She had no tears this time as she had learned for the past few months that no matter she\'ll cry a bucket of tears from it, her situation will never change. 

Minutes more and Simione started hearing some commotions outside the door. She heard people conversing for a while until there was silence. A deafening silence that made Simione feel very uncertain about everything. The girl remained seated on the sofa carefully assessing what to do and at the same time praying hard she won\'t meet her end this time.

When the door started to crack open, Simione almost lost her breath. She tried to stand in anticipation of her bidder even when her weak knees clearly shook in fear. She tried to support her body and be calm about it remembering what Gina had said previously—displaying fear is only a disadvantage. However she must admit, such fear cannot be helped, especially when you don\'t know what\'s waiting for you at the end, either death or redemption.

The door flew open in full and a person came in, a person that made Simione\'s heart stopped. In a moment, even when she tried hard not to, every part of her shakes and immediately tears flooded her eyes.

"You…..please...don\'t…."