Chapter 7 - Sold to WHO!

"Another chance to live"

"Another chance to be free"

"She got sold to a man"

"Who is a mafia king"

"L...Leo"the man who murdered her in her last life. His name was the only word which left from her mouth at the moment.

"Yes Louis sir she is Jurin.The one who is to be given to you for a fancy price" the old man answered the mafia king's question.

The man who was the leader of the group got up from the chair on which he was sitting and walked towards Julia who was on the ground. He touched her face and just when his finger got close to her bloody red lips Julia took the chance and bitted it. In return for this action of hers she got a hard slap from the man who stood beside her. Julia got the flashback of her last life when her father slapped her with the same strength in his hand.

"Don't you have any shame that you slapped your own daughter!?" Louis said and placed his gun on the man's forehead making him tremble with fear.

"Louis sir. Iam sorry.Please forgive me"the man asked for the mafia king's forgiveness which was rare for one to get. His legs still shaking

"Sorry does 't exist for me" Louis grinned and shot the bullet killing the man in an instance. His wife gasped seeing her husband's dead body infront of her eyes.

"Y...y..you killed him!" the women managed to stutter. The bulging veins of her hands which she held infront of her mouth were visible.

"You want to join him?"Louis asked the women,his eyebrow raised

"N..no please"she joined her hands to beg for her useless life.The life in which she had done no good deeds.

"You won't be joining him in hell but will surely be going behind the bars" Out of nowhere a group of police officers barged in the house and grabbed the woman before she could run away.

"Thank you Mr Louis. Once again you have helped us to catch these criminals"the police man thanked him as his men took the handcuffed lady outside.

"Your welcome"

"So will she be joining the others?"he questioned him so responded with

"Yes she will"

Terrified Julia's aching head changed into dizziness as she heard them talking.

"What does he mean by the others?" she felt that any moment she would pass out but after seeing him she wanted to pass away.

Louis walked to where Julia was,still on her knees.She wanted to move and run away from there but it was as if he had her paralyzed.

"Get up" These were the last words Julia's ears heard before she passed out and fell into Louis's arms.

"Sir let me take her to the...

his men was still to complete but Louis showed him his hand which meant that he didn't need him or his help. He took Julia's body in his muscular arms and left the house. He,the police man and his group of men had just gotten out of the house and they had Julia with them. Louis placed Julia gently on the backseat of his car.He sat in his own car while his men sat in theirs.Just in some time they reached the large mansion which was all Louis's. The magnificent gates were opened for him and his men and the guards who were doing there duties were surprised to see a girl in their masters hand which would always hold the gun to kil his enemies.It wasn't the first time a girl got sold to him but it was the first time it wasn't one of his guards carrying the girl. Louis took Julia inside the mansion and went upstairs. He opened the door of a room and that was just one of the many rooms the mansion had inside it. He placed Julia on the large bed and gazed at her for a while .He then closed the wooden door making sure it doesn't make a creak and exited the room. Downstairs there was his group of men who were getting ready for their mission.The mission in which their clothes would be stained by the blood of those rascals who tried to mess with their master or wanted the worse for him. Louis was also going with them not to fight but to watch the weak males beg for their lives before him,before he would kill them making their blood be all over the place.The stains of their blood would be a lesson for those to learn who were making the same plans as the ones who were killed by him made.

Red was his favourite colour for a reason.