Threatening (Chapter-21)

He grabbed my hand and dragged me through a door. I didn't know what to expect but apparently it was show up for work day with him. 

"You really want to know what I do for work? Are you sure that's what you want? You've asked me every fucking day for months so here we are. This is where I work."

I remember hearing screams and cries. It gave me a bad feeling as he walked me down the hallway until we reached a door. It wasn't a clean hallway either. It was cemented and covered in dirt. Pushing the door open he dragged me inside and that was when my face dropped. I didn't know what to do or think. My hands started to shake. 

"Th this is your job?" 

In that moment I knew that I had made the wrong decision. I didn't have any tears to cry but I was frozen on the spot. I shouldn't have asked him. I should have just kept my mouth shut. Once again he was showing me what I wanted to know and it opened up the wrong door for me. 

"No. I own it."

He owns it! I thought to myself as I looked around the room. I was slowly figuring him out and then bang I knew what I needed to know and it wasn't the result that I had hoped for. I thought that he had a bad past but what I was looking at was worse than what I could have expected. He wasn't the one destroying my life. I was! I was the only person to blame for it. 

"Y your the boss of a trafficking ring?" My eyes widened as I went to take a step back. I wasn't one of the girls who were stuck in it, I was with the most dangerous man of them all. He was the big bad boss. The one who had a say about everything. He was the one who had placed my name down in the system. 

"Y you lied to me!" He snapped his head around to face me. His eyes were squinted as I felt a shiver shoot through my entire body. I was horrified. 

"No. I told you that many dangerous men would be looking for you. That's the truth because you would have managed to leave me. Nobody gets away from me. Once your name is in my system it never leaves it. Your name was placed in there weeks before you went to that shopping center, you just gave me my opportunity to strike. I told you that your name was in the system. It is because you are one of my girls. You just live a better lifestyle to them." 

Many of the girls were out of it with drips connected to their arms. I had the sudden urge to rag my hand out of his and run for the door but I decided to stay were I was. I knew that trying to get out of the doors would be impossible and he would only get angry if I attempted to flee. I no longer trusted my own intuition as I looked up at him. He smirked down at me. Vicious, evil, dangerous and a mystery. Why would he do something like this? I could see sixteen year old girls inside the room crying for their freedom. I wanted to help them but I knew that I couldn't help myself. I was stuck in it the same as they were. The only difference was that I wouldn't be moved around. I had watched movies about being stuck in a trafficking ring and it wasn't good. 

"Where does this leave me?" 

I didn't say his name because I knew that he wanted it to be a secret. That would have left me in some deep shit. Still, I wanted to know what his plan was. 

"In the same position as previously. You know what I do now so that answers your question. Keep your mouth shut and help me lure in and you will be good."

"Lure in?" My eyes widened. I didn't want to put other girls through what I had been through. Then I was looking around the girls who were drugged up to high heaven. My kidnapping experience was nothing in comparison to theirs. I was living like royalty in my eyes. Did that mean that I wanted to stay? Hell to the fucking no. I wanted out! 

"You get us more girls and you will be fine. Don't and I will make your life a misery."

"Are you threatening me?" 

He moved into my personal space and nodded his head walking against me. I stepped back. He was sizing himself up against me. I had opened up a very bad door. I shouldn't have pressed him for the information. I should have just kept my mouth shut and enjoyed what he had to offer me. 

"Yes. Look at it as a promise. You work with me now. We stick together."

I didn't want to work with him. I was a nice girl at heart and he wanted to turn me into his monster in disguise. 

"Why are you drugging them up?" 

I asked him panicking. I didn't know who he truly was. Men in trafficking are sick fucks who destroy girls lives. They will kill girls and not feel one ounce of remorse. 

"It makes their lives easier. I do still have a heart."

I didn't believe him at all. Makes their lives easier, he was insane. More to stop them from fighting. 

"To stop them from fighting against you?" 

I took another step back until I reached the cemented wall. He slammed his right hand against it as I looked at all of the girls on dirty mattresses. I couldn't accept his lifestyle but he was placing me in a situation where I had no choice but to obey him. Multiple men walked around the room keeping their eye on the girls. 

"That too. I have clients and the last thing that they want to be met with is a set of nails to the face."

"You force sixteen year old girls to have sex here?" 

I could tell. They had baby faces and looked a lot younger compared to me. They wore white dirty dresses and my eyes started to water as my body shook with fear. 

"You know an awful lot for a virgin don't you and no I don't. They will be sitting around until they reach eighteen. Then they will be going out. My youngest girl is fourteen."

"Oh wow." I raised my eyebrows, rolled my eyes and turned around ready to walk out as he turned his back to me. I was trying to act strong. I was far from it. He was looking around the room at the girls as he grabbed my hand and glanced over his shoulder. 

"Don't try and run too soon. I don't want my girl to end up dead. Remember my statement always and forever. You cannot leave me, you never will leave me, nobody can help you, you can only help yourself. You can only help yourself remember that part. Nobody can help you and you cannot leave me. Never can and never will."

I nodded my head and he let my hand go. I was standing on my own two feet. I couldn't cry there and then. My life had flipped upside down.