"Get out of here and go clean yourself or something," He ordered, his voice stern and firm which left no room for argument.


    They nodded in unison before dispersing, their gazending on Anastasia for the briefest moment before theypletely disappeared from the living room, taking their foul smell along with them.


    Michelle huffed then went to the couch to lie on, changing the channel of the program to something else.


    "What a long ride," she sighed, while the other two men who had arrived with them settled on the couch also. "Samantha!! Where are you?!!" Michelle called,pletely startling Anastasia with her loud tone.


    Anastasia could feel Xander’s eyes stabbing into her back, only fueling her fear and anxiety.


    A few secondster, ady stepped out of a door. She had beautiful charming bright red ginger hair that flowed gracefully down her shoulders. Her eyes looked empty but cold all at the same time.


    Anastasia noticed her ring at Michele for a few seconds before those cold empty green eyesnded on her, making Anastasia feel a cold chill down her back.


    "She’s the one?" Samantha asked, her eyes sizing Anastasia up which made Anastasia feel cautious.


    "She’s the one. You know what you have to do," Xander said, giving her a knowing look.


    "She can be sold for quite a good few bucks. Her beauty is the type that makes men rush to her feet," Samanthaplimented, watching as Anastasia’s eyes widened in shock.


    ’Sold?’ Anastasia thought to herself. ’They are going to sell me?’


    "Although she needs to be in good health before she joins the other girls in training," Samatha added, picking Anastasia’s hand with just a slight pinch as if thetter was some dirt she didn’t want staining her, and then letting it fall weakly.


    "At least we don’t have to worry about weight loss. We only need to take care of that belly fat, feed her some vegetables for three days and she should be good," she finished, her eyesnding on Anastasia’s big belly.


    Anastasia concluded that they were indeed bad people, and they were into human trafficking. Human trafficking sold people for money, and she was going to be sold too.


    Her head felt empty, with not a single thing she could remember. Her body felt like it would be copsing soon since she’d been standing for too long already, and no drugs had been prepared for her to take since she was just waking up from aa, which left herpletely vulnerable.


    Despite not remembering anything about her past, Anastasia already concluded she despised being vulnerable.


    "Michelle will help in setting her straight if you need to. Make sure you do your job well," Xander said, giving her another knowing look before he left the living room.


    Samantha’s eyes strained on Xander’s back before hepletely disappeared from the living room.


    "Now you..." Samantha said, her eyesnding on Anastasia with a re. "Come with me. I’m going to show you to your room."


    Without giving Anastasia the chance to even blink, Samantha left but paused when she noticed Anastasia wasn’t following behind her as shemanded.


    "Did you not hear me?" Samantha questioned.


    Anastasia nced at Michelle who kept looking at her like she was some kind of prey.


    Then her eyes went to the door that had been closed already.


    Anastasia was well aware she needed to escape from the unknown ce she was kept. However, the security she met with at the main entrance when they were driving in looked like something she couldn’t handle. Let alone her weak body allowing her.


    "Girl, I’m talking to you!!" She heard Samantha’s stern voice.


    ’I need to recuperate first,’ Anastasia thought to herself before she moved her legs to walk behind Samantha.


    They walked past some doors before they finally stopped at one.


    "This is your room," Samantha said, her hands on the doorknob, revealing a small-sized bedroom with a bunk bed. "Go in."


    "Anastasia immediately went inside the room, her body jolting when Samatha banged the door close, leaving her alone in the dimly lit room.


    Quickly, Anastasia found the light switch. Although the lights were switched on, it made no difference at all, only making the room look even more gloomy.


    "I need to recover and get out of here as fast as possible," she promised herself.