The Alpha’s Slave

Madison’s POV

We were led into the big castle, and there I saw about six hefty men. They looked so rich and influential, and I got scared.

Standing on the platform, we were told that we should dance immediately the music is being played. I was confused. Were we brought all the way from the Castle just to come and dance here?

“Once the music begins to play, you all expected to dance according to the rhythm of the music” The guards commanded, and we nodded our heads in agreement. The men including the Master sat on the diamond chairs staring at us like we were strippers.

“You are expected to dance very well, because if your dancing steps don’t impress the Masters, you will be burnt to death” That was Rodolfo’s voice. I managed to get a hold of myself after hearing that we might be burnt to death.

The Masters as the guards referred to them kept staring at us with lust all over their faces. Unlike our own Master, they were smiling broadly.

“You have to strip while dancing for the masters. You can see a pole in front of you, so doing that won’t be so difficult” Axel spoke with a calm voice. Are they going to turn me into a stripper?

Anyway, it’s not like I have any choice. If I don’t do what they tell me to, I’ll definitely be burnt to death. I know that this place is hell, but I also know that I need to be alive to get out of here.

The music was turned on, and we started dancing. I was good at dancing because I once walked in a bar where I was working as a stripper. I was only working as a stripper in that bar, because I needed the money for my half-brother Jeffery.

Furthermore, I was so good in the dance, and I kept swerving my hips from the left to the right. Not only that, but I was only trying my best so that I won’t be burnt to death like they said. Likewise, I can’t afford to die such a miserable death even if I’m a slave.

But why do we have to dance for these men? Who are they? Are we going to be sold to them? Thoughts kept running through my mind, and I couldn’t help but wonder.

All eyes were on me, I never knew was such a good dancer until they all started staring at me. Should I be happy that they are all staring at me? Or should I be sad because I might get into trouble with the way they were staring?

Xavier’s POV

I couldn’t take my eyes off that slave. She has just the perfect body, and the kind of dance that everyone would like to watch.

I turned my gaze to Lucien who was just staring at them emotionlessly. That has always been Lucien, one can’t even tell if he’s enjoying the show, or if he’s just staring at them.

“Lucien, Who is the fair girl in the middle? I think she’s the one I want” I smirked, and Lucien continued staring at the slaves that were dancing without saying a word.

Karl tapped me, and I turned my gaze at him since Lucien wasn’t saying anything.

“Did you see the fair girl in the middle? She looks absolutely beautiful. How can a slave be this beautiful? I think she is the best among all of them” Karl whispered, and my face countenance changed immediately.

“What’s wrong with you, Karl? Can’t you see that I was just talking to Lucien about her? I was the one who spoke to him about her first, and I’ll be the one to get her” I spoke with a stern voice, and Karl scoffs.

“What makes you think that I’ll give up on her for you? You like her, and you spoke about her, I don’t expect me to like her to just because you find her attractive” Karl glared hard at me, and I fumed in anger.

“Honestly, I don’t know why I’m so attracted to that girl as well. She’s one of a kind, and I wonder why someone like her will be a slave. She deserves to be a princess” Derek snapped, and I gritted my teeth. Why do we all seem to like the girl? Now, it’s left for Lucien to make it easier for us.

“Lucien, why aren’t you saying anything? We all want the girl in the middle. I don’t care what her name is, I just want that b****” I snorted, and Lucien kept mute. Few minutes later, he turned to me with a smirk that couldn’t even help me dictate what he was thinking of.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Lucien, I want to buy the slave from you, tell me how much is. No matter how expensive she might be, I assure you that I’ll pay you the money in full” Karl confidently said, and I flared up.

“What are you talking about Karl? I won’t let you guys make such a decision when I’m here. I spoke to you about her first, Lucien. She’s the only one I want among all the slaves dancing in front of us” I wanted to scream, but I managed to keep my voice down.

“Since we all want her, then we can have her as much as we want. This is the agreement, and this has been happening for ages. It doesn’t matter if we want the same slave. What matters is that we get what we want” Derek smirked mercilessly.

“I’m not concerned whether she will be alright or not, what I’m concerned about is that I don’t like sharing. I hate that with passion” I gritted my teeth.

“You shut up! She’s not even your slave, if we all want her then we all will get her. We will have to slam into her one after the other” Karl snapped, and I clenched my fist in annoyance. The argument continued, and we kept on trying to have her to ourselves.

“Is there any point arguing? I haven’t made my decision, and I’m not giving her to any of you” Lucien’s voice made all of us keep quiet, and turn to him with arched eyebrows…..

TBC….