Jennifer pov:

Everything was planned carefully and he believed me. I could see the shock over his face. He remembered me. The tremble over his voice, the way he clutched his hair in confusion. The way he fiddled with his fingers. Everything was supposed to be just performing from me. But once the memories came into my eyes once again, I simply couldn't hold my tears.

If I was a hostage or spy and got busted in the sin by the government, I wouldn't get that much torture. Not even a slut could handle or bear the much pain I faced. That was something unforgettable an unforgivable. Only seeing Javier bleeding and stabbed in his neck by my knife will calm down me. But I was sure that there's no way to forget but watching him living happily and normally as a billionaire and expanding his slavery show to more legally events made me hate him more.

All I wanted to hinder his path, to stop him from selling other poor girls. Who knows what happened to the others. Maybe they didn't get the chance to survive like me.

Suddenly I felt his hands touching my shoulder softly, I startled and came back from my space to eye contact with him. For a second I wanted to expose myself for him and just kill him immediately. But something stopped me. Maybe because I do believe that he doesn't deserve such relief. He needs to be tortured emotionally and physically first.

I blew a deep breath "so, what's your answer. Mr. Javier? Do you accept me as one of your slaves to be trained and prepared for the next slavery auction event?" I said without even blinking, just pale face with no facial expressions like a dead person because I'm already dead but just breathing.

He beamed directly into my eyes then nodded "yes, I do accept you. But not for the next event. I'm not sure yet how much time do you need to be ready. You said you have tortured and raped and I can't let you face the same situation twice. You need to be sold for a nice dom, not for a sadistic nor master." he said gently with a low voice explaining to me.

What happened the cold blunt man? Why do I feel as if he was someone else? Why does he care about to whom I will be sold to? He never cared. Why now. Does that mean, that he has changed now? Even so... I will kill that man eventually, it's just about the right timing. I thought mutely.

I forced a weak smile "sure, sir. I'm all yours. So, what I should do now?" I was ready to devour his life and watch every single secret thing in this house. I was ready to save all the girls as well. I just needed to be closer.

He pulled my arm and I flinched and pulled my hand away. "I'm sorry," he said casually. What did he mean by sorry? For what? I can see that he figured out who am I, but... Does that mean he feels some aches or regretting ruining my life? Even so, I will never forgive him even if he begged me with bloody eyes.

"For what master?" I asked him confidently with a lifted brow.

"For touching you." he shrugged.

I chuckled "Never mind. I should get used to your touch and your scent as well."

"Okay, now let's go... Today is off for you. You won't sign the contract now. You need more time. But for now, you are going to join me in the practicing room and see... Oh sorry, I mean and hear my instructions to all the girl. Got that?" he informed me gradually.

Why was he acting nicely now with me like a human? He didn't care when I was just a kid! I can't let myself sink with his mysterious eyes and sweet words. This was for sure how he catches all the other girls and push them deeper into his trap. I reminded myself to widen my eyes and my ears and act wisely.

I walked side by side next to him. He halted and turned his head to look deeply into my eyes, I blurted out "Why did you stop moving?"

He narrowed his eyes "How did you know?"

I smirked "I told you, I use your scent. And I didn't hear your footsteps as well. Tell me what's the color of your eyes." I stared at him but with unfocused eyes to do let him know that I can see his husky grey eyes.

He hummed "My eyes color... Brown. Just brown." he lied and I wonder why. Maybe he didn't want me to figure out his real identity. But he didn't know that I'm here for him and I have all enough data to put him in jail for a very long time. But I wasn't her to push this insane heartless person to prison. I was there for a strict mission to fuck him mentally and emotionally. I knew that he won't sell a blind girl that's why I chose this option and it was kind of risky because I wasn't sure if he will accept me or not. But I guess god is in my side.

He didn't say any other word, he just walked in front of me and I and his partner Mr. Mark followed his steps.

Suddenly we reached a huge gate and he barged into while opening the two sides of the door for me. I eyeballed everyone In there, I even counted the girls and the men. Surprisingly the man who was talking to me gently a few seconds ago just turned to his evil face once again. The fact that I still remember until now. But the words this time were different.

"Girls, take off all of your clothes now," he commanded them and they submitted to his orders.

He snapped his fingers to the guys standing with hard dicks twitching out of their pants "Come closer guys to the girls now." he said.

"Girls, on your knees down and arch your asses up," he commanded.

One of the girls I guess didn't understand the position, he rushed towards her and grabbed a small stick from a shelf and hit her two times on her ass cheeks while shouting coldly "you should use your head. Do you want your master to beat you to death? Pay attention to my words. I don't want any girl of you to lose her life because of stupidity. Most of your masters are merciless." he clenched his teeth.

I stepped slowly and closer but not much, I was acting like a blind. I stood in the middle of the room and took off my dress slowly, I glanced back at him to see him with widened eyes and dropped jaw. I know that I do have the best body now. But I was smart. And I know he likes this kind of girls. According to the guys and girls around me, they were all in thunderstruck from my reaction.

I took off my bra and my G-string then I bent down on my knees and arched my ass up, I smirked demonically "Master." the grisly didn't know that we can't say another word except, Master. We can't ask. We can't protest or complain. We can't say no.

But I know the rules, it's stuck in my brain. I lowered my eyes waiting for him to step tighter. With every footstep of his shoes, my heart beats accelerated. He leaned down enough to touch my ass. Then he slapped my ass cheeks roughly but just once making me wince and yelp.

I bit my lip to suppress a moan. But he pulled me up to his chest and covered my body with his jacket "you need to be punished." he frowned.

"But, master." I blinked win almost a whisper.

"I said clearly that you will be trained privately with me only. You can't let them see your body," he shouted in disapprove of my behaviors.

"I'm sorry master." I nipped my lips with my fingers seductively. He cleared his throat and I could see his Adam apple moving slowly showing his sexy wide chest. But dammit why he covered my body with his jacket! His reasons were not reasonable and unconvinceable at all. It's just nonsense.

He dragged me out of the room to the stairs, I faked that I stumbled. He grabbed me from my waist "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

I shook my head and smiled "never mind master. but where are we going?" I asked curiously. Because according to the rules, and to my information that all the girls should stay in one huge apartment designed specifically on the ground level. So, I shouldn't be on this side of the stairs.

He roamed my face by his grey husky eyes for a while then sighed sharply "you can't stay with the girls. You need a room and someone to help you with everything. You are blind remember?"

What does that mean? Will he let a maid take care of me? Then...

"I just don't understand. Sorry, for asking but I need more explanation." I swayed my body purposely to let his jacket fall down to the floor. He bent down and grabbed the jacket but he stopped by my pussy and peeked for a while. I smiled egotistically at myself for making the devil attracted to me.

He then stood up and coughed "you will stay with me, in my room." he pulled my hand to walk with me to upstairs slowly.

I interrupted him "But why? The master and the slave can't share the same room." I was shocked actually but what he said next made my heart partially stop beating for a minute.

"We are not sharing the same room, we will share the same bed, the same bathroom. The same everything." he blurted out nervously.

'what the hell?'