The Mafia's Chosen slave

ng dress. "You should go back to the world, It holds a better place for you!" s

reaming as I realized the tattered room, which was made with broom leaves. I held my head as I felt stro

later some men came in and asked me my name! I felt scared and didn't reply, on

cated that he stops. I guess he must have felt bad for how they treated me. "Hey, little gi

!" I said wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. "Good. What your name?" He inquired. "Jane bro

cky. Where they lucky to have saved me from! Then I remembered what had happened to me before I fainted. "No sir! please take me to

long fingers and tattered hair. it was a total mess. She had a red dot on her forehead. She asked me to wait inside for her, while s

h were all broken. I moved back a little before undressing. She rubbed some contortion a

e helped me pin the biotins of the cloth Before making me take an oat which was never to try to exist the camp or take food which wasn

ght as I strode alongside the woman as she ordered me into the room and showed me the up b

daddy fault, a girl strode close to me, she was dirty and was all painted with black charcoal, she stretched her dirt

ding," she said in a shocking state. before

labor for a week. I stayed in the tattered house which they referred to as their sickbay, with no light and a lot of insects biting e

new why we were asked those questions. This was the life I never dreamed about, the days actually ran

s passed fastly to weeks and weeks to months and months to years I was already 22 and still facing hard

was done with hers but wasn't allowed to help me since it wasn't allowed to help each other

postponed due to the gang leader who died the month I was to be sold. They said he had blood cancer, I was pleased I didn't kn

jumped into the water. I saw hard hands go round my waist I tried to restrain but he holds me tightly till we were on the sur

ming close, but I use my hands to demonstrate the stop sign. He raised his hands i