Chapter 3 My New Reality

Scarlet's POV

I drove out and called Liana then narrated the incident to her.

There was a pause on her end before she spoke.

“Scar, I have a feeling the Ro guy is involved. I mean it takes someone more influential than your father to get this sort of thing done.”

“I doubt that, I am headed home at the moment to speak to my father. I'll give you feedback later,” I said and ended the call.

The drive home felt heavy.

I walked into my house to see some unknown men standing outside the door and when I stepped inside the living room, my dad was sitting at the floor, shaking in fear and this tall man stood there with his back facing me.

“What's happening here, Dad. I'll call the police. I can't handle this,” I said and ran my hand through my bag to get my phone.

“That won't be necessary,” The man said and turned to me.

My bag slipped from my hands. My entire body froze.

The man is Ro from the club!!!

“So, I turn you down at the club and you come after my father?”

“I will enjoy every second I spend in breaking you,” He said and fear gripped me but I was not going to let him see that.

“How much does he owe you?”

“You just lost your job, can you afford it, Scar?”

“Don’t you fucking call me that, asshole. It's Scarlet Blair for you,” I said through gritted teeth and he shrugged.

“Let's go.”

“Good, get your goddamned selves out of my house,” I proudly said and he scoffed.

“Blair, will you do me the honours?” He turned to my father whose face was still downwards. He couldn't look at me

“Go with them, Scarlet, “ He said, still looking at the ground.

“Why, I have no business with them,” I replied even though my brain already figured it out. He was trading me for his debt.

“You know what I am saying.”

Ro walked to me and grabbed my butt with a smirk on his face so I raised my hand to return the gesture then he pointed a gun to my father's head. I put my hand down with a sigh of defeat. Mr Blair might not be worthy of being called a father, but I definitely don't want him dead.

“Not so brave huh?”

One of his men walked towards me and grabbed me and I tried to push him away but my strength was no match for him. That was when it sank in.

Tears rolled down my eyes as reality dawned on me. I looked at my father expecting to see a smirk but his eyes….were sad. That's bullshit, he traded me already. So why the fuck does he keep that face of regret. He should have died in that auto crash instead of mom.

“I hope you die,” I screamed at him while I was being dragged and saw a tear drop from his eyes.

So this is my reality?

From an A -list model to a slave??????

I sat at the backseat with Roman as we drove away. The ride was filled with a very uncomfortable silence. We got to his mansion which was bigger than mine.

“Welcome Sir.” A girl I am guessing was a maid greeted, and I kept walking behind Roman who suddenly halted.

“Where are you going?”

“I was following you,” I replied him.

“Go with her, she'll show you your room,” He instructed and I followed the maid.

We got to my room and I was surprised by the luxury, I was expecting something ordinary and small.

The girl left after showing me my wardrobe. I checked the clothes in the wardrobe but none of them were actually clothes. I am sure none of these were for me, because I can't be dressed in an outfit for strippers.

I curled up on the bed and finally let my tears fall. I can't even call Liana because my phone isn't here with me.

The door suddenly opened and Roman walked in, more like barged in.

“You're not dressed yet.” He sized me up while licking his lips.

“I couldn't wear any of those.”

“There's no need for that, strip!” He ordered and for a second I thought he was joking but he was not!

He held my dress gently like he was admiring it and before I could blink he tore it from my body.

“Ro…please,” Fresh tears began to roll down my cheeks again but instead of mercy what came next was a hard slap on my face then he pushed me on the bed.

He slammed his lips on mine, kissing me fiercely and roughly. I let his tongues roll inside of mine, like it was scouting a new environment.

His hands went to my waist tugged at my panties then the next second they were torn from my body.

“You don't defile me and go free, Scarlet,” He said then his fingers penetrated me earning a painful moan from me.

“Your first time, huh?” He smirked and unbuckled his trouser letting out his monster and putting on a condom then he rammed into me without mercy.

My painful moans were mixed with my tears for mercy but there was none.

This is the man I messed up with!

You're so tight, Scar.” He grunted in pleasure as he kept going in and out of me.

Soon he climaxed to my relief but that was not the end of it. He dragged me out of the bed, forced me to kneel and take his monster in my out.

“Good.” He dragged my hair and that's when I lost it. I bit his fleshy monster, earning a hard slap from him.

“Fuck!” He screamed and slapped me again, this time bruising my lip.

He dressed up and left the room angrily and just when I thought everything was over. A woman I am guessing to be the head maid walked in and slapped me again.

“This is for hurting master Roman. The next time you try that, it'll put your life on the line,” She said.

“Is death not a better punishment?” I asked and she slapped me again, and again then pulled my hair violently and slapped me again.

“Don't ever talk back at me,” She ordered and left the room.

I screamed at the reality before me. A few days ago, I was a top model, who had her life in place and now I don't even have a life anymore.