Then for an hour or two, the only thing that is seen is Val peacefully sleeping on a dirty old cellar.
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Allesandro's POV.
Val starts sturing a little in her sleep then after a while she groans in discomfort or maybe in pain from the fall she had made before.
She probably had a headache too from being drugged.
She looks around alarmed before her eyes find the camera in the room.
She looks at it for a second or two before looking around some more.
In this cell there is literally nothing it is just dirty.
She moves to the cell bars and tries to open them but fails tremendously since she used all but any kind of tactics to escape. To come across as weak and vulnerable.
After a while she moves to a corner in the room before curling up in a ball while leaning against the wall.
She soon starts shivering from the cold around her.
"Go to sleep piccola, we're watching over you. I'll make sure you wake up when something happens." I tell her softly in our microphone so she hears it in her earpiece.
She wraps her arms around her to keep herself warm and mutters softly into her bracelet, "I love you guys" while making sure the camera that the traffickers are also watching can't see her talking in her bracelet and just makes it look like she's trying to keep her warm.
Soon she falls back asleep.
.........hours pass.
Val is still sleeping while she keeps shivering from the cold.
Non of us have moved and have all been watching her.
Around an hour ago, our maid Marie brought us all some food.
Non of us really ate anything, feeling too guilty that we were getting food while Val wasn't getting it.
Suddenly out of nowhere the cell gets opened while a little crying girl gets thrown inside, waking Val up in the process.
Val immediately gets up and walks up to the cell door but not before helping the little girl up.
"Why am I here?" She states to to the group of people who just threw the girl inside.
She takes the small girl in her arms at the same time she starts rubbing her back, trying to stop her crying.
The men stop from walking away and turn to Val.
"You'll go to your new owner in a few days"
"You're selling me!" She tells, a pissed look on her face while sounding surprised even though that's the plan.
The man who was talking just smirks in response.
"Let us go" she demands but doesn't use her voice she uses when she truly means it.
She knows she can't go, that she need to stay there to shut the ring.
"No"
"Then at least get us something to eat and a blanket" she says while looking at the little girl who now stopped crying.
"No"
"It's freezing in here, I'll get hypothermia by the time you want to sell me" she says.
He looks at her before turning around and walking away.
"Hey!"
"Coma back you bastard!" She continues
But when the men are finally out of sight, she stops calling out to them and goes back into the corner where she sits down again with the girl in her arms.
They both shiver from the cold but Val wraps her body around the little girl to try to keep her warmer then herself.
"What's your name" she asks the small girl.
"Emilia" she answers Val's question.
"That's a very pretty name, Emilia."
"What's yours?" Emilia then asks Val.
"My name is Valentina but you can call me Val" she answers, "how old are you?" Val continues.
"Seven"
"Wow, 7 your getting big" which the girl smiles at.
"How old are you?" The girl then asks
"Me, I'm very old compared to you. I'm 16" Val says.
"Wow" she says.
"Yeah"
"What happened? How come you are here?" Val then asks gently.
Emilia starts tearing up,"oh honey don't cry" Val then says and starts rubbing her back.
"I was at a schooltrip and then there were these men. They took most of us in a van and now we're here" she says while hugging Val tighter.
"I'm sorry that happened" Val says.
They stop talking for a while until Emilia asks the same question.
"Oh euhm I just moved here and when school finished I went home and some men came and now I'm here." She says in the most gentle tone I've ever heard.
Emilia nods before they change the subject to something else and continue talking.
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Valentina's POV.
Emilia fell asleep in my hold a few minutes ago.
I can't stop shivering from the cold and feel very weak.
I try to keep Emilia as warm as I can but that's difficult when my entire body keeps shaking for warmth myself.
I start to hear some men in the hallway before they come to our cell.
The door opens before they come inside the what to be honest looks more like a dungeon then a cell.
I push Emilia closer to me while I look up at them.
"What" I spit out.
"Oh feisty, I like it." The man who I think most be the boss says while coming closer.
I refuse to show him any kind of fear which is only shown by my heart that starts racing.
I look at him while he looks at me for a while.
The boss motions behind him to bring something to him.
Another man walks closer to the boss before handing him a blanket.
"You're right, you'll die if you stay here in this cold" the boss starts.
"So?"
" so I'll give you a blanket..." he continues while holding to warm blanket in front of him.
I reach out to it but he snatches it away.
"I'll give it to you if you do me a favor" he says.
I look at him while he looks at me, "what do I need to do?" I ask him.
"Kiss me" he says suddenly after thinking for a while.
"Never" I spit right back.
"You're turning blue from the cold, you'll die"
"I'd rather die than kiss you" I tell him.
He looks at me before clicking his tong in annoyance and stands up, "then so be it" he says.
I look at him as he turn around and walks to the door.
"Wait" I call out to him.
He stops and turns around to look at me again, "yes?"
"Please just..." I beg but have no words on what I could say.
"You do want the blanket" he states.
I don't want to say it but I really do.
I'm really really cold.
This place is colder than the basement at their house, I know I'll get hypothermia in what? A few minutes maybe another hour but if it gets to that I won't be able to complete this mission and I'll die.
"Yes" I mutter.
"I can't hear you, little girl" he says coming closer to me and crouching besides me.
He grips my chin, making me look up into his amused eyes.
He finds this amusing, this fucking asshole finds this amusing!
He finds it funny to torment underage girls like this before selling them.
I look at him while doing everything I can to stop myself from strangling his neck right now.
"Yes" I then say in a harsh tone.