SOLEDADS

Tragedies

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Not wanting to cry anymore, the woman tried to curl her lips. Inside the iron bars that imprisoned her with material outfits, Sara thinned her lips in mockery.

Scorned his heart for believing Max's writing. Mocking his really unlucky fate since marrying Max and even more unfortunate, tonight he will be a traded item again.

Goods that can be obtained with money or goods that can be bartered. But, barter was probably only in Sara's mind. Because Stephen already had everything, including the power to control Naples and its surroundings.

Sara smiled wryly, would she really end up in the hands of someone who would enslave or kill her without anyone helping?

Sara had trusted Max all day long, hoping that the man would come like a superhero flying through the sky and scorch the whole place and help her.

His imagination is too high. The more the wait, Sara's heart is further broken due to the imprecision of the promise made by Max. The man did not come even until this tense moment.

"And this is our very special last possession. A 26-year-old woman, still holy and certainly still virgin. The Queen of Madrid without a detailed identity, beautiful and has the perfect posture of a woman. The starting price starts at 1 million dollars!"

The voice made Sara shudder in fear. In his head there was only a prostitution event after this incident. Perhaps worse than that, an assassin will take his life.

And the cries of the offer for the price actually dropped a speck of crystal from the poor woman's eyes.

"1.2 million!"

"1.5 million!"

"3 million!"

That high price really made Sara want to laugh out loud. Is it how the rich spend their money? With just one collectible item, they were able to drain the contents of their wallets.

That cynical laughter made someone who came surprise him. "You really gave Mr. Elijah a lot of benefits, Mrs Del Montana. Hopefully you can help us with this" said a Stephen man who tortured him on board.

Marcus, the impotent man who made Sara chuckle in that gripping atmosphere. "You're the one, Marcus is impotent. Congratulations, you won your bet. But this is not the end yet, I will definitely come and draw the sword on your short neck and useless crotch."

"Fucking jalaang!" marcus' anger restrained his anger. "Sir Elijah told you to be a submissive woman. Drink this!"

Without waiting for Sara to answer, Marcus moved and forcefully opened Sara's mouth by raising her head and hitting her neck.

He choked, spilling some of the liquid that Marcus had forcibly shed.

"What is this, damn it? You gave me poison?"

"Hahaha, you're useful and Mr. Elijah can't kill you, nalaang! It's just, sir wants you to carry out this mission until it's over. And you will be satisfied tonight" said Marcus and passed from there.

"Brengseekkk! I'm really gonna kill you!"

Without hearing his screams and swearing, the man actually left a lot of fear in him. Sara may be afraid of wolves, but this is even scarier than that beast.

Being on the edge, between life and death after being in the hands of the thick-faced and lewd man, Sara was afraid. He clasped his hand tightly, linking his fingers very hard to drive away the frightening air even though it was very unlikely.

Sara was cold in the iron bars. That thin and very strange outfit made him suffer. Hugging her body tightly, Sara was still cold.

The night with the sea breeze blowing into the atmosphere that Sara hated at this time, was no longer the liking like it used to be. Coupled with the duration of the bargaining time that was going on became very long.

"10 million dollars!"

"Highest offer of 10 million, any higher?"

Silence takes over. Sara listened carefully from behind the darkness until a bid of fifty million dollars covered the auction event.

"50 million dollars!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Russell who has won a very special auction tonight. Please sign the handover letter."

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"Road! Did your leg get bitten by a ferret, jalaang?!"

Max's shout buzzed painfully in the ears of the woman who had dressed up neatly. The two just get out of the car and to reduce suspicion, Max and Alana come as paired guests in an auction event conducted at the Amalfi seaside casino.

Withstanding the fear of being threatened by Max, Alana held the hand of the owner of the blue bead. They walked hand in hand and could pass the attendant at the casino's doorstep with an invitation manipulated by Max.

"You're gonna explode as soon as you betray me, net," Max whispered in Alana's ear.

The woman nodded. Accompanied by Max to a room that Alana intended as a secret place for Stephen, Max activates a hearing device in his ear.

"I'm coming in" said Alana.

"You know the consequences of betraying me, nets."

Without answering any more, Alana entered the dark room. And Max was monitoring from the outside before doing anything.

Engaging in a very serious conversation between the two sides and as Max starts to step up, Alana's voice grimaces in pain.

"You're good at acting, nets," Max murmured and left.

Again, the voice stopped his steps. Therefore, he activated the camera in his glasses. And something unexpected, Alana and Stephen put on display in the room.

"Ck, it turns out you like to play rough, mesh," Max sizzled and instantly turned off the camera.

Not caring about anything in front of him, Max bumps into anyone who gets in his way. Sara's whereabouts at the casino are unknown. And he was a few minutes late making her regret.

Therefore, Max re-activates the woman's location tracker.

"Alex, he's going Southwest."

"I'm after him, Senor."

"Damn," said Max. "Don't till he's touched that guy! Keep track of him, don't let that brengseek guy take him away from me!"

"Okay, Senor."

Max was about to exit the casino empty-handed, but not yet at the door, thousands of guards confronted him.

The owner of the blue bead grinned. He knew this was bound to happen because the start was very smooth and of course there was bound to be an attack at the end.

"Main rumbling? Comeon, Dude. You're so big and you're so much" Max said, laughing snidely. "Because I have an important mission, I am discouraged from being able to serve you. See you next time!"

"Stop!" The voice of the guard stopped his steps.

"Okay, okay. I accept your challenge!"

Not wanting to spend a lot of time, Max reached into his black jacket pocket with great caution and did something there. Once the time was right, he threw the burnt grenade in front of the guards and passed from there.

"Death with honor!"

Right on the beach where he set up a motorboat, a little boy held his hand.

"Senor, it's me" whispered the little boy.

Not saying anything much, Cladius gave Max a worn piece of paper and ran away leaving the owner of the blue bead.

"Good work, Kladius," Max murmured with a smile after reading the contents of the paper. "Wait for me, honey, we'll be together after all this."

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