"Your eyes are as cold as the ocean and your soul void."
—Nirvana
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Have you ever been in love? People have asked me that question multiple times but the real question is what is love? Love in itself has a vast amount of definitions based on people's experience, or ideals. It varies on opinions or sometimes fact. But what is the true ideal answer, the real answer is love is anything that you make it out to be.
"Do you think the boss will give us the promotion?" I could feel my arm bound together behind my back and my butt on tough concrete. This felt as if I was sitting on a ground against a wall. I tried opening my eyes but everything was dark, perhaps, a blindfold. "-maybe considering we brought her here in one piece, nearly lost it when the bitch clawed at my skin." Another spoke, "Boss has such horrible taste in vulgar women."
I internally laughed, imagine having your employees talk shit behind your back. I personally wouldn't take such an insult. A door creaked as it was open, before silence filled the area. The smell of an expensive cologne hit my nostrils, whoever this person was much be rich, the clacking of boots walked closer to me before it suddenly stopped. A hand pulled the blindfold from my face revealing my surrounding, the first place I looked was at my capturer's face. "You're awake now princess." I grit my teeth on the gag that was in my mouth, I swear to God I'll kill this bastard. It was the man that I took his order this morning. I glared at him as his hand went around my neck to unlock the gag with a key, disgusting. The gag looked like one of those sex toys that kinky couples would use. "What the fuck am I doing here?" I took the opportunity to ask as soon as my mouth was free. He got up and sat on a chair facing my direction. He signal for the other males whom I presumed to be the ones talking shit bout' him to leave. "You are a rude girl, aren't you?" He questioned.
"What I am is none of your fucking business." I snapped. He chuckled at my reaction and ignored my comment. "Do you wanna know why you're here princess?" I rolled my eyes, "Isn't that obvious dick head?" His jaw clenched as he looked at me with those stone cold eyes. "You're Nirvana Bishops right?" His tone changed. "Yes I am and how can I be of service to you sir?" I replied sarcastically.
"I'm glad that I've got the right person, now I can punish you how I like princess." He got up from the chair and stooped down before yanking my hair forcing me to look up into those cold eyes. "You have no idea how much trouble you're in princess, now let me repeat, do you want to know the real reason why you're here?" I whimpered from the pain I was feeling, his reaction changed for a split second before he was serious once more. His eyes traversed my body as he pulled my face closer to his.
His warm breath was on my neck as he inhaled my scent, "Tell me what should I do to you princess." He kissed my neck lightly. The words were stuck in my throat as I forced to form my words,"T-tell me why I'm here." I whimpered. He pulled away abruptly, "Was that so hard princess?"
"Now let's get down to business." He signal for one of his men and they walked over to me. I conformed with them as they released my arms and then proceeds to handcuff them to the table. "Your father, Daivd used to work for me." He stated. If I remembered correctly, Dad's job always made him busy and spend less time with me. "No wonder that fucker had little to no time for me, I can see why." I muttered. He released a laugh, "Well yeah he was or rather used to be a hard-working man, until he betrayed me."
He slammed his hand on the table, "Your good for nothing dad, owes me $100 million dollars." My eyes widen like a sauce pan, 100 million dollars?!!! "This must be a joke, there's no way dad would've- you know what anything is possible with him." I finished. "So what do you want me to do about it?" I questioned. "Since your dad went off the radar, and you more or less have no contact with him. You are the one who's gonna pay off his debt." There is no fucking way this is happening right now. The next thing that I did shocked myself and my capturer. I laughed, yes I fucking laughed like a psychopath maniac. "You want me, a poor college student who works part-time at a cafe job that hardly pays me to repay you, a 100 million dollar, that I didn't borrow?" I yelled. I continued laughing until my stomach hurt,"You're crazy, ain't no one told you to lend that idiot man so much money." I finished.
He gripped my chin,"Listen up Nirvana, I don't care about who borrow what or how much. It's either you repay me by selling your body or you become my sex slave, either way it's profitable for me." He spat. "Go to fucking hell both you and my dad, none of you give a flying fuck about me. It's not my fault that I was born, I didn't ask for none of this shit so why should I put up with it, huh?" I screamed. "Answer me you fucking bastard! My dad is the one you want, the time you took to kidnap me go look for him. I've had enough of this."
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"Look at you getting all riled up Nirvana, I don't give a fuck about any of that. If your father loved you, he wouldn't have placed you in such a predicament, he is as good as dead already. Now either you choose, sell your body or be my sex slave." He stated.
Was this how my life was gonna end, all my hard work and suffering will go down the drain? This isn't what I signed up for universe. Tears ran down my cheeks as I thought about the options and neither of them sound enticing. "I have an idea, how about I work for you in your organization?" I asked. His brow furrowed as he seemed to think about it. "What can a girl like you do in a man's world, Nirvana? How can that benefit me?" He asked. I closed my eyes and thought of anything, something to get me out of this, that was better than those options. "I-can be useful, instead of selling my body, I could become a temptress." I stuttered. His smile darkened as soon as those words left my lips. "And how do you plan on doing that?" He taunt. "Um-I could seduce men, that you want to get rid of or get information from them." I replied.
"Why do you think that'll work?" He pushed. "Because none of your male employees can do what a woman can." I replied. My entire body began to sweat hoping that he'd buy whatever I'm saying.
"Do you know how to use a gun or any form of weapons?" He asked. I was fighting the urge to say something rude but decided against it. "No, but you could teach me." I licked my lips. "Well you sure know how to sell yourself and your product Nirvana, although that level of seducing won't work on me. Consider yourself hired." I released the breath that I didn't know I've been holding. "One more thing, what, you talked about getting rid of which means killing. How'd you know that's what I meant?"
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"It's quite obvious what work my father did. Often times he'd come home bloody and tell me not to utter a word saying he's too tired to deal with my shit." I rolled my eyes. He laughed again,"Well, since you'll be working with me, it's would be good if you knew my name. Ramanov Armani; I want you to start training as soon as possible. You've got a lot of work to do." And just like that fate decided to take a drastic turn.