Darkness Inside Her

Clare's POV

I got into the shower of my room, turning it onto the hottest setting. I needed to get all the of those men's touches off my body. I winced every time I started scrubbing. Each of those guys hit me, most of them were brutal. I could see the blue bruises everywhere. More awful memories to add to my collection. I thought of my past, how mentally scarred I was. How I am now. What is it like to be-normal? To have a loving father and family? To be happy for once?

At least my father lets me go out- sometimes. Mainly to do his dirty work. But of course, I have to have four bodyguards every time I step foot outside. It makes sense I guess, he is the leader of the biggest human trafficking business I could be used as a source of Blackmail. But then again he doesn't give a shit about me, so they are probably there just to make sure I keep my mouth shut about the whole business. I wish I could do something and get all those girls and guys out. They don't deserve that.

Tonight was an auction, so I was in charge of getting all of the slaves ready. I quickly got changed and headed into the cell rooms. Two of the guards saw me and each grabbed three of the girls in a cell. I always let the guards chose, I wouldn't be able to handle the guilt of choosing the girls. They were led to the makeup room and I started getting out the slutty outfits they had to wear. I always chose the ones that covered up as much as possible, but in the end, they all were revealing.

"I'll take care of this, you guys can go back to your stations," I told the guards. They nodded in response and I was left with the crying girls.

"For what it's worth, I'm so sorry that you girls have to go through this, I wish you didn't," I spoke kindly. They all looked up at me tears flying everywhere.

" We just want to go home, I was supposed to get married this month, I miss my family," a girl spoke angrily. I looked at her with sadness.

"I'm sorry, I wish I could do something, but last time I did-" I spoke but was cut off by the door opening.

" Why the fuck are these girls still not showered and ready you dumb bitch?" my father spoke with anger.

" We just got in he-" I wasn't able to finish my sentence because he slapped me.

" I don't give a fuck, It's going to be extra busy today, we need more slaves than usual so hurry your ass up before I put you through hell again!" He screamed furiously while shaking me back and forth.

" I'm sorry father, I'll get right to it," I spoke and turned towards the girls. I heard him slam the door and leave.

The girls looked up in shock but asked no more questions or spoke.

"I'm sorry," I spoke grabbing them and pushing each one into the bathroom. There was a total of 7 showers in here so I quickly made them get into the shower, and ready . After a total of 5 hours, I was able to get a total of 80 slaves ready. It sounds impossible, but after doing this for so many years I've gotten pretty fast.

The slaves were all lined up in a room with a number that was tattooed onto them previously when they first came.
I heard the door burst open and saw my dad scanning through all the slaves until his eyes met mine.

" Finally doing something right Clare, but as extra punishment as what you did , you are going to have to watch every single one of them be sold. I know how much you love these auctions," he said sarcastically. I tried my best not to glare at him, and just nodded my head.

"Well hurry the fuck up! You have five minutes to look presentable! Get ready! " He yelled. He was so bipolar. I quickly made my way up to my room, glad that my hair was already curled. I quickly put on on my fancy dress, did my makeup, and put my heels on. I practiced walking, and and slowly stopped limping, at least the heels were comfortable (Clare's Outfit)

I quickly made it to the auction room and stood by my father. He eyed me up and down before nodding in approval. I released the breath I was holding in, because who knows what he would've done to me if I didn't look presentable in front of all these famous gangs and rich pigs. The room started filling up quickly and I could feel a lot of their gazes at me. I tried to ignore them by playing with my hands and looking at the lights surrounding the room. my father and I stood on the stage, and everyone's attention was on us as my father started speaking into the mic.

"Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, I welcome you to our monthly auction, sit back and enjoy! As per usual, every time you bid press the red button that you were given at the entrance."

The first girl was pushed out wearing lingerie, she was shaking like a leaf as she walked out. My father started giving details about the girl and instantaneously, you could see the red buttons being pressed.
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Harry's POV

We sat there. The boys and I, watching the slave and the environment we were in. We came here for one purpose, and one only, which was to find that bastard's weak point. I hated the air in here. I hated the people in here. And mostly, I hated the man hosting this sick business.Right away, we had noticed the girl standing next to Cadman. She had long brown hair and a wonderful figure. But I was quickly disgusted when I saw the similar features that she had as that monster standing next to her. She has to be related to him somehow, which also means that he has to care about her in some sort of way.

And then it clicked. We can use her. I looked at the guys and nodded towards the girl. It took them a few seconds before they understood what I was hinting at. Good. We will soon get what we want.

Notes

Another chapter before I have to go to bed.