Tales Of A Sex Slave

“I’m sorry. I just got carried away… You hungry?”

“Yeah I am.”

“I will go order for a pizza.”

“What about lectures today. Don’t tell me you’re gonna skip classes.”

“I decided not to go anymore. Who knows he might try to hurt you again.”

“Thanks.”

“I owe you remember?”he said and I nod.

I watch him walk out of my room and I collapsed on my bed. I tried to take my mind off Logan cause thinking of it makes me sick.

I can’t believe Owen actually pushed me cause of that girl. I already made arrangements for her to be taken away tomorrow morning

Him interfering will ruin my plans of selling her off. A little sleeping pills will do the work, by the time he’s awake she will be long gone.

I smiled inwardly at my thoughts. No one will save you Claire!

*CLAIRE*

My eyes were forced to part open because of the voices I heard in my room.

I opened my eyes to see Logan talking with two men.

“Finally she’s awake.”I stared at him weirdly.

“What’s going on here?”I asked.

“Park your belongings and follow these men. You have become a huge burden that I can’t bear, no one asked your dad to abandon you.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Leave my dad out of this Logan. What do you mean am a huge burden to you? My dad sends you money on a weekly basis for me upkeep.”he had a surprise look on his face as I said that. He thought I didn’t know.

“You are still leave under my roof and as long as you are under my roof I have every right to you.”

“Is that why you raped me you bastard.”I felt tears slid down my eyes. He proceed to slap me but the other man held him back.

“You have already sold her to my master. So therefore, you have no right to hit her.”

“You sold me? Fuck you can’t do that.”

“Just take her away and don’t think Owen will save you. By the time he awakes Claire, you would be long gone.”

“What did you do to Owen?”

“Just a little sleeping pills worked wonders.”he smiled evilly like the monster he is.

“I hate you Logan and I curse the day my mother married you.”

“You’ve got a sharp tongue huh?”

“Miss Claire. Kindly follow us to Singapore to meet your new owner.”

“I’m not a property.”I said and they exchanged looks.

“We do not want to use force on you. Just come with us willingly.”

I looked at the man I used to call father, he raped and inflicted severe pain on me, now that I thought I could be free, he sells me into slavery.

What kind of a father does that?