The Compromised (THE BEDWARMER'S SERIES I)

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2019 ~ The Compromised

By: Heitcleff

Hello I'm Lourdes Mariah known as Heitcleff and I hope you enjoy this book..

Everything beyond this point is an author's imaginations only. Plagiarism is a crime and punishable by law. Keep that in mind mallows.

This book contains some sexual events, this is a PG-13 and will include some things that are not appropriate for some young readers or ages below 13. Read at your own risk and remember I warned you so be open minded.

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"The proud man raises his glass toast himself, blows the trumpet to tell of his greatness, and write his own headlines for all to read. He praises himself for good deeds done, but undoes the good deed by praising himself"

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Dark, it was all dark.

I don't know where I am.

FLASHBACK

"Mom! I don't want to go with them! I beg you, I will do everything if I have to stop studying I will and if I have to work I will not just be with them!" I cried out loud and a hand landed on my cheeks and I stumbled out cause me to cry even more.

"Silence you brat! You will go with them even if you don't want to! You have no use in this house anymore. And don't even call me mom anymore! Because at the first place you are not my child!" my eyes widened at the words he uttered. Little by little I pulled the hem of her dress. I got down on my knees and cried.

"Mom," I muttered under my breath.

"Get up there! Go with them and don't expect me to get you back. They paid me a million to get you. Gentlemen just go get her I have nothing to lose," said said in men in black tuxedo and standing in an expensive and fancy car.

PRESENT

I do not know where I am today and why there are so many people shouting.

All I can see is black, dark.

When someone grabs me by my arm and pushes me to sit in a cold metal chair. I gasped when someone pulled my hair and whispered in my ear.

"Be good and behave don't try to run," a man with an old voice whispered.

I felt like I was removing the cloth that was covering my eyes. I was drawn to the light that hit me. I slowly opened my eyes, until I realized that many people were around and looking at me. I feel a sense of fear as they look at me as if I were being stripped.

I gasped when someone hold me my shoulder.

"Shhh don't be afraid little kitty. I wont bite," the man whispered in my ear and I distance myself from him.

He chuckled and took the mic to the person who is giving it to him.

"This young lady in front of you is beautiful, white as a dove, has porcelain skin and of course the dessert of all the desserts she is fresh," he said and everyone in the room shouted in pleasure.

"Hold your horses' gentlemen," he laughed.

"Since she is fresh and pure I'll start with 1 million," he said and I swallowed my lump in nervous, I don't know what's going on.

"2 million!" the man with a glass of wine on his hand shouted.

"2 million," he said repeating what the man said.

"4 million," shouted an old man with more women embracing him.

"4 million! Wow!" he shouted and winked me.

"You're one lucky kitten they all want you," he said and I shoot him a disgusted look and he just smirks.

"5 million!" shouted a fat man who almost had all the jewelry on his neck and a ring on his hands.

I went pale when our eyes meet he licked his lips while mouthing the word 'mine'.

"6 million?"

No one answered and the smile of the man who offered six million pesos widened.

"Going once"

No one responds and my hands went cold when the man started to walk into my direction.

"Going twice"

I do not know what will happen to me will I accept that this is my destiny? Will it be owned by others? Used at- I was cut out of my thoughts when someone shouted a fortune price.

"18 million," the voice echoed the whole room everyone searches the person who offered such a big amount. The room turned in silence and all we hear are the footsteps coming down from the stairs.

My heart started pounding hard on every step I hear.

"Mr. Cranston," the man next to me broke the silence.

"18 million," the man said again and again, but I could not see him.

"Sold"

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