Disabled Princess Reincarnation
Chapter 101 The Lost Winnie!
"Jeez. I'm late!" his erang while driving the car at a fairly high speed.
Having to hear Oma Nana's nagging about the sweet snack she ate Winnie was finally late to come to the concert, before she had been contacted that all was waiting at the entrance.
Because it would be too late then he told the others to enter first, after all he held his own ticket.
"Aah!"
Ckkiiiittt....
Brucks
Whether the car came from where, suddenly it appeared and of course even though it had braked but Winnie hit the back until the car's glass broke.
Two men got out of the car and saw the back of their car, obviously from the look on their faces they were very upset.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
One of them knocked on Winnie's car glass and signaled to get out, if he had been forced to cancel the concert.
"You can take no car!?" hardik the man.
"Sorry, your car suddenly came in front of me."
"So you blame me?" ask the man in a louder tone.
"See that! you smashed my car," he said, pointing.
Winnie walked forward and looked up at the broken light glass.
"Uhh!" suddenly someone from behind closed his mouth using a handkerchief.
In just a few seconds he was unconscious.
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The concert had been going on for an hour but Winnie had not yet shown her nose, many times Aslan stared at the phone and sent a message but none of it was in reply.
When he tried to call, Winnie didn't answer, which worried him.
"Did Winnie reply to your message?" asked Aslan in the middle of the noise.
"No" said Deborah.
"Maybe he's still on the road, soon he'll come" Carl said.
But the truth is no, thirty minutes have passed and Winnie hasn't come yet. Even his phone became inactive, feeling that something odd about Aslan leaving the concert and trying to look for him.
Nagisa also participated that made Deborah finally anxious too and could not enjoy the concert, in the end they went to look for Winnie.
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I don't know how long he's been unconscious, Winnie can't think because the clock in his hand doesn't exist. Even after being fully aware that all his cell phones and wallets were missing, staring around he realized he was in some kind of dark cell.
"You are conscious" said someone.
Winnie looked back and looked at a girl who was the same age as her, although in a dim light but Winnie could see the girl's eyes were puffy and there were bruises on her cheeks.
"You know where we are?" ask Winnie.
"Okay, but I know pretty well where we're going" he said.
Winnie frowned, trying to sharpen her ears she was looking for any sound that could explain their existence.
"We're in a container, where are we going?" winnie asked, realizing.
"Auction place" said the girl.
Gazing at the many confinements around him there were at least twenty girls who were the same age as even underage, all the girls would be at auction somewhere.
Given the last thing he experienced, Winnie was sure he was not kidnapped randomly, let alone for auction. This must have been the act of someone who had a grudge against him, but who was that person?.
The car's vibration slowly stopped, Winnie could tell the container was parked. A few minutes later the door opened at the other end, and some men went up and tied the girls and even closed their eyes, including Winnie.
The girls are rebellious but their strength is not enough to fight men, especially they are weak because they continue to cry.
One by one the girls were then brought down from the container, herded to walk somewhere. Although she could not see but Winnie felt the sea breeze, then the sound of other container cars. There was also the sound of sobs and the cries of men telling them to walk quickly.
Entering into a room, Winnie could feel her treading on something like it was made of wood, then her footing changed as if there was a wobble.
Winnie's guess was right, she was in one of the rooms inside the yacht.
"Everything?" ask a woman with thick makeup while going in.
"Yes madam" said one of the men.
The woman looked at each girl, and then she asked the last girl to take off her clothes. Of course the girl refused while reflexively stretching out both hands hugging herself.
Plaques
One hard slap landed on the girl's cheek, then the woman pulled her chin violently.
"If you still want to live follow my orders," he said with glaring eyes.
But the girl still refused, crying even harder and asking to be released.
"Fingercut!" exclaim that woman.
"No! nay! I beg you. "squeak the girl thrashed when two men pulled her body.
No matter how hard he begged and thrashed his hand and stretched it out on the table, one man pulled out a sharp knife.
Then without hesitation he cut off the girl's little finger, all the girls who were being held hostage grimaced to the point that some even nearly fainted as a red liquid came out from the former piece.
"If you don't think you'll get a harsher sentence than that" the woman said.
No one replied but they nodded, and the woman told the other girl to take off her clothes.
Then the woman examined every inch of the girl's body, looked at her curves and gave her a number. When she reached Winnie her eyebrows furrowed but her lips smiled, she also stroked every curve of Winnie's body to feel her smooth skin.
"You have a beautiful body, your skin is smooth too. Without makeup, your face is beautiful" she commented.
"Thank you madam, I hope my price is high enough to pay you" Winnie replied.
The woman's eyes immediately stared intently at Winnie, trying to intimidate her to see the extent of the kink Winnie had.
Ten minutes passed without batting an eye, Winnie still returned the gaze without a doubt.
"A 442 is your number" the woman said with a smile.
The woman then left with all the men, a few minutes later they were given new clothes and told to take a clean shower and even had to cut their nails.
From the small window in the room Winnie could see the darkness of the night in the ocean, they no longer in the nosy instead had to sleep immediately.
The next day a man picks up Winnie, telling her to stay in a new room with three other girls.
The three girls had beautiful faces and nice bodies, apparently this was a special room for girls who had more value.
"Here, eat!" said a man while carrying four plates and putting them on the table.
One of the girls immediately charged over and ate it, while the other ate slowly.
"Are you not afraid?" ask the wrong girl while staring at her plate.
"Free, fear also will not change our fate. You better eat fast otherwise you'll die" replied the other.
"I'd rather die than be sold" he said.
Clear water began to melt on his cheeks, making the others stop eating and trying to calm him down.
"You can stab your neck with this fork" Winnie said.
"What are you doing?" hardik one of the girls.
"It's free to live if there's no desire, what's the point? but if you believe in miracles, you better hold on a little more. Maybe someone will help us" he replied.
"What if nothing, even I don't think our family knows where we are. Let alone them, we just don't know this place."
"Then create your own miracle" said Winnie.
"How is it?" askthem.
Winnie smiled, for him who has gone through many things the miracle never existed. In fact he had to ask in dying for a better second life, therefore he was used to creating all the opportunities he wanted.
"Take advantage of what you have, we're a woman. The only strength we have is our weakness in the face of the cruelty of the world" he said.
