Chapter 28: In the fit of anger

The moment the carriage fully stopped, Rye couldn't help but feel a little anxiety as she got off.

The only thing that made her feel better was Dehray who stood beside her.

"Get in girls! We don't have it all day! You'll eat, settle down, and start working!" Ma'am Visma said with a cold expression on her face, much colder than the way she spoke to Rye.

"But before all that, you'll have to sign these documents first!" she continued instructing a girl who came directly out of the building they stopped in front of, to distribute it.

"Sign your real names on it, with a pinch of blood!"

Instantly red flags began to flash in Rye's brain as she tentatively received it only to breathe a sigh of relief when she realized that it mainly mentioned how long they would work for and how much they would be paid.

"Relax! It's to ensure that you don't run away with a rich customer that shows interest in you. The contract says we have to work for a year before we renew it!" Dehray whispered to Ray, who nodded and proceeded to sign it with Mishalla, and a pinch of her blood.

Right after they were all separated into two groups and shown their respective rooms.

It was still early in the evening and night was still slowly creeping in when they were all served food and given clothes to wear.

'Aren't this a little revealing?' Rye wondered but anytime she asked Dehray, she would simply respond that it was rare for customers to choose them for sexual services when there were prettier options.

"You don't have to be so worried! If push comes to shove, you can simply stall, until they get tired. That's what I do!" Dehray continued to and Rye closely listened.

They were still chatting amongst themself in the large hall by the side of the Glory House main building when they saw Ma'am Visma, enter with an older woman.

It was clear that she had more authority than even Ma'am xVisma herself.

Greetings were said right before she began to give out orders.

"Unexpectedly, we've gotten news of a high-ranking customer, and he's decided to stay in our house. Everyone will serve if required and there are no exceptions!" her voice deep and commandeering leaving no room for any arguments.

The girls were shocked and Rye was even more stunned as she looked over at Dehray who looked just as shocked as she did.

But she was just about to speak when one of the other girls beat her to it.

"But-but I'm an entertainer, I'm not a whore. Where I previously worked I could refuse to —"

But she was still speaking when a buff-looking man entered the hall without knocking moving straight in her direction.

"Wha-wha—"

Rye was too scared to react as she watched the huge muscular man pick her up like a rag doll and slam her to the ground, tearing the beautiful clothes she wore into shreds.

"I will not force anyone!" the older woman began to speak with a cruel expression on her face. " if she doesn't want to serve then I'll take back my clothes and toss her to the streets but what do you think will happen to her hound youthful body in such a condition,"

The girl on the floor was completely passed out and practically naked, anyone could guess what would happen if such a thing were to happen to them.

The customers paid, but the men on the streets might even go as far as to kill them.

"Is there anyone that's having doubts and would like to join her?" The old woman softly asked, her red eyes serene as she looked over the group of people in front of her

No one dared to even breathe louder than they already did.

Especially Dehray who looked like she was on the edge of a panic attack.

"It's fine! What are the chances that the official will pick any of us?" Rye consoled her in a low tone only to hear something that terrified her to her very core.

"If the official doesn't choose you, you might still have to serve his men!" Ma'am Visma said from the side to which even Rye needed consoling.

The older woman and Visma soon left and the girls labeled as first grade were next, before Rye and Dehray's group were finally ordered out.

Rye was shocked to see how lavish the inside of the Glory house was, and she couldn't help but admire it as she looked around.

That was before Dehray pulled her to the side.

"If we spend most of our time in the kitchens we'll be fine! We'll keep bringing them food and drinks!"

Rye nodded to show that she agreed and hurriedly followed her to do as she said.

Hours quickly passed by as the men slowly got drunk. Dehray also looked like she was having fun and Rye's guard was completely down until she was on her way back from the kitchen when one of the men grabbed her waist right as she placed the new wine on the table.

"Come to bed with me!"

His strength was monstrous and Rue instantly panicked, his Red eyes piercing deeply into hers, almost like he was looking for any sign of refusal.

Something Rye had no plans to give him.

Instead, she leaned closer to him with a light but shy expression on her face.

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"We should wait until your master has entered his chambers!" Rye coyly responded knowing that he could force her and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

"Not bad! I was sure you were going to refuse! Your Ma'am even told us that most of you are pure and we paid a hefty price to share you amongst ourselves," the man drunkenly responded letting go of her arm and picking up his glass cup to take another long sip from it.

"When our boss goes in, I'll look for you! You should prepare for my friend too! You don't look special but that hair colour is unique,"

Rye just kept on nodding her head as she heard him speak, trying not to smile too stiffly as she kept refilling his cup.

She even allowed him to touch her until the jar was empty and she needed to refill it.

"I'll be back!" Rye told him, giving him a light kiss on his cheeks before she walked out of the adjoined room, wiping her lips the second she was out.

She had just stepped out when she saw Dehray in the corridor with a completely drunk Red who was insistent on doing it right there and then.

The worst part was that it wasn't any ordinary man. With the clothes he had on, it was obvious that he was one of the high-ranking people Ma'am Visma had warned them to serve.

Rye was shocked to see other girls pass them like they didn't exist even as Dehray yelled at the top of her lungs.

"STOP! PLEASE STOP!"

"You dare to refuse! How dare you! Whore!" he yelled at her and Rye burned in anger as Dehray cried unable to push him away, while Rye stood there powerless to do anything about it.

Dehray was still struggling when the Red finally snapped and slapped her heavily across the cheek until her lips bled and her eyes rolled in her head.

"Who does she think she is?" he swore under his breath going back to undoing the buttons of his pants.

It was at that very moment that Rye snapped, doing something she should never have done.

She picked the jar in her hand and using all the strength left in her body, she smashed it against his head.

The force was great, enough to completely break the jar and send the man sprawling to the ground.

It would have been fine if this man was a normal man or any other Red, but unfortunately for Rye, he was the one man she wasn't allowed to touch.