Chapter 46

All the girls were lined up together, their hands bound above their head, the jute rope cutting through their skin drawing blood.

All of them different but a similarity mingling them together, their red eyes completely blank, void of any hope and emotion only unfathomable agony and anguish dripping from them.

The feeling of helplessness clouding their heart as they were kidnapped for an auction – the auction for slaves, pleasure slaves mainly.

They once joyous eyes were puffy from crying.

The hall buzzed with commotion as buyers seated themselves, both male and female hungrily eyeing their victims.

The men to kidnap the girl were standing at a side proudly displaying their prey.

They were from all over the country, their hopes high because of who was going to bestow them all with his grace – the mafia king of five nations, the strongest person in the world – Ajax Waylon.

There was no government above him. At 29 years of age he was in governm