Deprived Love - Chapter 32: Chapter 32

Third person's pov
Bella slowly regained consciousness, her eyelids fluttering as she emerged from the depths of darkness. Her head throbbed with pain, and her body felt heavy, as if weighted down by invisible chains. She could sense the cold, hard surface beneath her, but her mind struggled to piece together where she was and what had happened.
As her eyes finally opened, they were met with a blur of shadows and indistinct shapes. She blinked several times, her vision gradually clearing, and what she saw made her heart race. She was in a dimly lit, windowless room, the walls bare and foreboding. The air was thick with the smell of damp concrete and something else—something metallic and unsettling.
Her breath quickened, and panic began to set in. She tried to move, but her arms were bound tightly to the armrests of an old, rickety chair, her wrists chafed raw by the coarse ropes. Her legs were similarly restrained, and she realised with growing dread that she was utterly trapped. The sound of her own rapid breathing filled the silence, echoing off the walls like a harbinger of doom.
She swallowed hard, her throat dry and aching. Fear clawed at her insides as the memory of the abduction flooded back….hands grabbing her, a voice whispering threats, the van speeding away into the night. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, but she quickly blinked it away, refusing to give in to despair.
This is her second time being kidnapped but this time the fear is millions time more than before.
Her gaze darted around the room, searching for anything….a door, a window, some means of escape….but there was nothing but darkness and the faint outline of a single, flickering bulb hanging overhead. The light cast eerie shadows on the walls, distorting reality into something nightmarish.
Then, she noticed the figure standing in the corner, just beyond the reach of the light. Her breath hitched as the silhouette moved forward, revealing the villain's cold, calculating eyes fixed on her. The smirk on his face was one of cruel satisfaction, as if he had been waiting for this moment, savouring her helplessness.
Her pulse raced, and she tried to steal herself, forcing down the rising tide of fear. She locked eyes with him, her expression a mix of defiance and vulnerability. Though her body was trembling, she refused to let the fear take over completely. She would not give him the satisfaction of seeing her break.
The villain took a step closer, his presence suffocating, and she could feel the weight of his gaze, studying her like a predator sizing up its prey. Her jaw clenched, and she straightened as much as her restraints would allow, her eyes narrowing with resolve. Even in this terrifying moment, there was a flicker of determination in her gaze, a silent promise to herself that she would find a way out, that she would survive or he will come to save her. He would fight the world for her. When he took bullet in his chest for her... Saving her is a mere thing for him.
She silently promised herself that she would try everything to keep herself safe for her beloved.
Bella gasped as the villain was inches away from her, he must've come closer when she was caught up in thoughts.
A menacing grin was decorated on his face.
“Hey.” Jack waved at the blonde girl. He gently tucked her hair to the back of her ear, Bella tried to shrug off his hand but failed to because of her tied limbs.
She whimpered and Jack chuckled.
“You know your lover boy called me a fag, when I kidnapped him. How does it feel to be touched by a fag, Bella?”
“He was right, you are indeed a fucking fag!” Bella spat.
Jack laughed, throwing his head back.
“It seems we are in a kidnapping love triangle. First I kidnapped your lover boy, then I was captured by his men and now my men kidnapped you.” He said laughing.
“You remember Nick? He was my twin brother though. You must've figured it out by now right?” He sat on the floor crossing his legs.
“His job was to build your trust and I promised him that I'll let him have you as his slut. But your lover boy killed him.”
She felt hurt, she really thought Nick was a good guy, she felt betrayed.
“Seems like he is.. oh sorry… he WAS a fag like you too. After all you both shared the same dirty blood as your dad!” Bella spat gritting her teeth, earning a slap from the villain.
“Be as much sassy as you want, baby. You are soon to be sold off. It will be fun when your lover boy comes to know that you are being screwed by different men every night. I doubt he will want you after that or not.” Jack uttered with a menacing grin.
Bella froze because of Jack's words. She just prayed, hoping Chris would find her soon.
“Strip.” A middle aged lady ordered with a blank face.
Bella wondered how she could do this to a girl of her daughter's age.
“Give me the clothes, I will change by myself.” Bella whispered, she knew she had no option of escape and standing naked in front of a stranger is worse.
The lady furrowed her eyebrows and handed the clothes and turned back facing away from Bella.
“Change.” The lady uttered.
“Can't you leave the room for five minutes?!”
“No.”
“Fine, don't turn… please. Till I say.”
“Hmm. Fast!”
Bella quickly undressed and picked up the dress. She eyed the dress as tears started rushing through her eyes.
It was laced lingerie and a dress which was too short.
“Fast, I'll turn in two minutes!” Bella let out a broken sob and then wore the dress. It was a red backless dress barely covering her thighs. She felt exposed.
“I am done.” Bella whispered.
The lady stared Bella head to toe and she felt very uneasy.
“You have a great figure.” The lady uttered and made her sit on the chair and started doing her makeup.
After doing her makeup the lady left the room, and Bella stared at her reflection lifelessly through the mirror. She felt disgusted in herself, she looked like a prostitute, which she hated. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole as she couldn't think of any other escape.
After some minutes the lady came back, she grabbed Bella's wrist and dragged her out of the room as she was a toy which could be dragged anywhere.
Jack was standing outside the room leaning against a wall. “Oh, you look hot just like a prostitute should be. You are destined to be that.” He said. Jack stared at her face and his gaze stopped at her lips. “Can I taste those?” Bella's eyes widened.
She turned back to look at the lady and she was staring at the view boringly. What was she even expecting from the lady that she would sympathise her, who was asking her to strip a while ago. Bella covered her mouth, with horror in her eyes.
“I would better let an animal kiss me rather than a fag like you!” Bella spat. “Ouch! That shitty mouth of yours.” Bella was pinned aggressively by the wall. Jack leaned in and forcefully bit Bella's neck and ran his hands on her bare thighs before withdrawing. Bella pushed Jack off her as a sob escaped her. She felt disgusted.
“This was your punishment for running that pretty mouth of yours.” Regardless of the consequences Bella harshly slapped Jack, he fell on the ground from the sudden pressure. He glared at Bella. What more could he do to her? Maximum she would be killed but he won't do that as he wanted Chris to suffer so Bella let her intrusive thoughts win.
“You whore!” He was about to slap back and Bella flinched when, “Sir we are getting late. Customers would be angry.” the lady muttered boringly as if she is watching a boring movie and is waiting for the movie to get over.
Jack ran his hand through his hair and nodded.
“Ask uncle Ben to sell her to the oldest and cruellest man. She should beg to die! I will be there in fifteen minutes.” Jack spat before leaving and the lady nodded.
She was dragged by the lady, a van stopped in front, its door was opened from inside and some masked men with dark shades were sitting inside like a statue. The lady pushed Bella aggressively and she slided to the corner, the lady sat beside her.
The van roared back to life, Bella eyed the van, the mirror was translucent so she couldn't see anything outside as it was dark outside too. She knew that Jack's van was behind them.
She couldn't help but be miserable in this situation. Would Chris really be able to find her? What if he's late and she's already sold to a beast? Millions of thoughts haunted her.
After some minutes she sniffed, “Don't ruin your makeup.” The lady uttered blankly.
“Can't you at least let me cry? You expect me to be happy in this situation. Bloody heartless bitch! Just screw the man you are selling me to if you think it's fun and let me go!” The lady gasped and was about to say something when the driver interrupted them.
“That's my girl!” He eyed the lady from the front mirror who was staring back in horror. “Don't even dare to touch my darling, you bitch!”
He stopped the van in a corner and took off his black glasses revealing his beautiful hazel eyes followed by his mask which revealed his smirk.
“Chris!” Bella uttered with a smile.