7. THE DEAL.

Looking back, she saw her father was not on the sofa chair.

Now, where did this man, go? He was here a second ago when he asked her to open the door for the people.

"Won't you let us in, beautiful?" one of the men, in his deep yet low voice, spoke with a grin on his face.

"Excuse me, but who are you? Uncle Richard..." she asked the man, then turned her face at Richard and asked.

"Let us in. They are friends of your father.." Richard reacted smartly if he tells her right now about the man, would she let them in?

It was not a smart move, let the father tell his daughter that she's gone.

In a second, Amelia moved towards the side, making space for the men to come in.

"Why, thank you.." both of the men spoke in an impressing tone.

Passing by her, she heard them whispering, "She's obedient, enough. Isn't she?"

Amelia knitted her brows in confusion, unable to understand what's in their mind.

"Rowan?" Richard called out the name of his best friend, looking around as if to find him.

Amelia also looked around for her father, after closing the gate of the house. He was just sitting there a minute ago, where did he go?

Looking around, she found her father stepping down the stairs, with a large grin on his face.

"Father..." she murmured, her brows knitted in frustration.

Why did he go up?

The first thing that came into her mind was... her mother!

What did this man do to her mother?

Passing by him quietly with her head buried down, she noticed her father grabbed her arm roughly and said, "Where do you think you're going?"

"Leave me, I am going to my mother.," she said in exasperation.

Without replying to her Rowan just laughed hysterically, then pushed her and in a matter of seconds, she fell on the wooden floor, startled.

Raising her head up she saw Rowan sit on the sofa chair and asked, "So, do you like the girl?"

The two men including Richard, eyed her like she's some kind of treasure, the evil eyes of them roaming on every inch of her body, making her uncomfortable.

"Yes, the girl is pretty. We do like her, Mr. Butler.." said one of the men nodding.

"The clients will be really happy to see her. Just a little makeover and she's a slut." said the other man, leaving her utterly astonished.

"What? Father? What are they talking about?" Amelia asked her father, giving a frightened look.

"Oh hush! I am selling you.." Rowan replied, in a loud tone.

"Rowan, what I think is send her every night to other men.. not just completely sell her. In this way, you will have a daily commission.." Richard, the cleverest, said with a smirk on his face.

"No! Please..." she shook her head in fear.

"Yea, I think this is a great idea.." Rowan put a hand on his chin, began to think while nodding.

"Please, I beg of you, father. Don't do this!" she was pleading continuously but no one was listening to her.

The only option she had was to call her mother down... but she can't risk it, can she?

There was an empty glass of wine on the table and she grabbed it, showing it to the men.

"You all! Get out!" she yelled showing the glass at the men, who quickly stood up in fear.

"What are you doing?" the men asked, stammered in their voice.

Amelia had no idea that Richard was behind her until he grabbed her from behind, aggressively touching her breasts.

She, in a sudden rage, elbowed him hard in the ribs and turned around to give him a hard slap on his face.

''You bitch!" he said controlling his anger but his hand got raised on her and she fell on the floor.

"So, gentlemen. Just relax and get seated. She won't do anything, now.." Rowan, in an embarrassing tone, said to the men.

"We are tolerating this just because she's sexy, otherwise we cannot tolerate this kind of vulgar behavior.." both of the men said in a confident tone.

"Yes. Let's just discuss the payment. Shall we?" Rowan nodded then back to his greediness.

Amelia's heart was beating in her ears, she was frightened, terrified and afraid.

Richard was grabbing her hand in case she might do something silly while she was sitting helplessly on the floor.

"How much do you want?" both the men asked while Rowan just kept on guessing.

Richard replied by saying, "The 50%"

"50% is too much.." one of the men said to which Richard replied by saying, "No it's not. Sir, you see the thing is there's no such girl like her. You know that too, therefore we demand 50% or nothing."

The men, for a second, whispered something while nodding to each other, turned their faces towards Amelia and took a quick look at her face, then said, "Alright, 50% it is."

Rowan clapped his hands cheerfully.

"We are taking the girl for tonight.." the men stood up, shrugged their coats and handed the notes of money to Rowan and he immediately took it.

"No! Mother! Please help me.." as Richard started dragging her, she yelled and cried and begged but nobody listened.

"Father, please have mercy. I will do everything you want. Please don't let them take me.." she begged in front of her father, folding both of her hands, asking for mercy.

''Oh you don't pout, you don't say.." Rowan, in an annoyed tone, replied to her.

"Mother! Mother!" all the way when Richard was dragging her from the living room to the door, she kept on yelling, hoping that her mother would come and save her.

But why isn't she coming yet? She's a light sleeper and Amelia knew it. Now that she's crying for help, her mother didn't even come to help her. Why?

Did this man do something to her?

"Oh, she won't come now! I gave her a sedative.." when she heard these words of her father, she let go of the door and quietly, more like she was in a trance, left with Richard.

The eyes fixed on the house where Rowan proudly stood, he had this happy smile on his face as if he had won the lottery ticket or something.