"I just hope she doesn't killed before a
week" he added and Mica felt her cheeks heat up.
"How many clan masters would be coming for the party?" she asked.
Since Santa was close to the Master,
she felt he might know.
"Not less than 12" he answered.
"Would Master Zack be coming?"
"I don't think so. During Master Khalid's
last visit to him yesterday, he said he
was gonna be so busy ad wouldn't be
chanced to attend the party", he
explained and Mica nodded.
Zack and Khalid were best of friends
more like brothers. Yes, two dark
hearted friends.
The Zack clan was one of the most powerful as well, next to the Khalid clan and people feared them both because...if you hurt one, you hurt the other.
Mica was grateful he wouldn't be
attending the party because he
specialized in young, fresh ladies. She
knew for sure he'd have won the bid and
Octavia might not survive the experience
with him.
In all, she hoped someone kind and
gentle would be the one to pick Octavia.
But who was she kidding?
None of the clan Masters were kind.
*
*
Octavia had woken up to the sound of
someone touching her thighs. She
opened her eyes and found her sister
sitting on the edge of the bed staring
into her face.
"Hey; you need to eat. It's almost time for the party" Mica said levelly and Octavia nodded and sat up.
She spotted the food on the table in
front of her and Mica adjusted it closer
to her for easy access.
What was the time? It appeared she'd
slept for so long
"Thank you", she muttered to Mica as
she began eating.
The food tasted sumptuous and as
Octavia munched on it, it dawned on her
she'd be releasing all these energy in a
short time from now.
"Um...aren't you...eating? She asked and Mica slowly shook her head.
She watched Octavia eat until she was done. Then, she assisted her to the bathroom to take her bath.
Octavia spent a long time in the
bathroom and by the time she returned,
she found her sister already dressed up.
Huh? Seems she'd taken her bath
already.
Although, she was putting on a new
clothes, but they were still the same
leather trouser and jacket, black boots
looking so rugged.
"Hurry up. We need to leave with the
rest of the boys". Mica urged and she
nodded and focused.
She dried her body with her towel and
when she was done, Mica gave her a
dress to wear.
"Isn't this...too short?" Octavia asked as she cringed towards the dress.
It was short and had most of it sensitive
parts exposed.
"For a first timer like you, that's what
you need. If you wear something
different, the Master would get mad at
you. So, put it on", Mica replied bluntly
and she gulped hard and wore it on, not
having a choice.
After that, Mica took her to the mirror
where she brushed her hair and applied
a light make up on her
"Does dad know you're here?" She asked
as she worked on her hair.
Octavia could see her from the mirror
and slowly, she shook her head.
"You didn't tell him you were coming here?" She paused and asked. So,
where did you tell him you were headed.
"So, when leaving the house?"
"I.. didn't tell him anything", Octavia
bent her head and replied and Mica
scoffed.
There was no need asking her about it,
cause she knew she was never gonna
spill it out. She was so determined to
hide her reasons.
Well, Mica was also determined to find
them out. Starting from the next day,
she'd begin her investigations.
She sighed and continued with Octavia's
hair.
"I hope you are ready for this?" She began.
"At that party, don't look at any the
Masters directly in the eye. When it's
time for the bid, you climb up the stage
and await your bidder. When the winner
of the bid wins, he'd take you to an inner
room and...have his way with you. He'd
be your Master for the night, Octavia. So,
on no occasion must you disobey him.
If you do anything wrong, Master Khalid
would kill you. Do you understand?"
Octavia nodded ruefully, grateful she
was able to hide her shaky hands under
her legs.
Mica let out a deep breath and
continued with her hair and finally, they
were done.
Octavia - with her watery eyes - stared at herself in the mirror and couldn't believe what she saw. For the first time, she saw her beauty.
Mica gave her a pair of classic heels
and finally, they left the room.
They walked out of the hallway quarters
to the garage where some of the boys
and girls were already waiting beside the
bus.
Octavia walked timidly behind her sister,
wishing there was a way she could
perhaps, get lost into her.
"You kept us waiting, Mica. If it were
someone else, we'd have left already",
one of the boys growled.
"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry", she replied
grumpily and got into the bus with her
sister.
Master Khalid has already left with his close guards.
"Hello, blue eyes" one of the ladies
smirked from behind.
"Wow! Your sister's looking awesome,
Mica. She looks like she's going for a
ball", a boy said and the others chuckled.
Octavia just bent her head and didn't
say a word as the bus began moving.
They were all strangers to her and she
couldn't find herself communicating
with them
"Hey; care for some?" A boy on her left
asked, proffering a cigarette stick to her.
She simply shook her head and after
glancing at him and took her eyes back on the floor.
"So, your honeypot's gonna get screwed today, huh?" A lady from the back asked, and the others sniggered.
"Shut up, Taylor. Cut her some slacks",
Mica snapped in and the laughter died
down.
"Hey; you don't just shut me up, Mica.
Do you understand?" She rasped.
"How about we prove that when we get
off the bus?" Mica turned to her and
asked and her face fumed.
"Hey; that's enough, girls. This is no
time for fight. Okay? Everyone, relax",
the driver said and Leo tuned properly
on her seat, backing the lady.
*
*
To be continued!