Love In The Hatred
Grip Close My Hand

Niko laughed satisfied to see the results of his men's hunt. In one day he could make a huge profit. More than 20 women he got off the streets including the most beautiful woman he ever met.

"You keep an eye on everyone here. Make sure no one goes out unattended!" niko's word to some of his men.

"Good, Master!"

Two of Niko's bodyguards also went to the secret room where the woman was held.

In Another room.

Sella is conscious, she is confused why she got here when the last time she spoke to a man on the side of the road.

"He couldn't have kidnapped me, what exactly is this place?" Sella tried to open the door but it ended up free. The door is locked from the outside.

Faintly he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, until the door of the room was wide open. Sella retreated avoiding the foreign man who had started approaching her.

"You awake, baby?" Niko came in and closed the door. He pulls Sella's waist inexorably the woman who makes her feel good.

"Let go!" This man's deception made Sella's movements limited, she could only distance herself using a hand that was stuck to the man's chest that looked terrible. "Who are you?"

"From today on I am the man of the body, your life and death so obey all my words and rules." Niko almost fused their lips together but, this woman managed to avoid it.

"You're crazy?" Sella was surprised. "I'm the only one entitled to myself!"

Niko laughed when she heard it. "I like a dissident woman like you. I can't wait to make your mouth mende**h and say my name, but it looks like I have to hold it back because tonight you're going to be a prima donna here! But take it easy no one will be able to touch you before I do it myself!"

"Based on a maniac, I'd rather die than be around you! Whoa!!!" Without the slightest fear, Sella spat on Niko's face. "You won't be able to touch me!"

Semirik on Niko's face looks more sinister, he releases Sella and removes the liquid on her face.

Sella took a few steps back, she was wary of worrying that this man would get even more crazy.

"We prove it!" Niko took a fine cloth from her men and threw it on the bed. "Wear this shirt otherwise I'll call**you in front of everyone!"

Brak!!!

The man slammed the door and left Sella. The piece of red cloth that he left behind did not deserve to be called a dress. The shape is more like a woman's interior.

"Akkkhhhhhh!!" Sella threw whatever she could hope for, she was tired because fate always put her in this situation.

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Not kidding, no matter how many women who appear on stage there, they are called according to their names. Countless how much money Niko earned from this illegal business and how many good women he victimized every day. It was only fitting that Olivia chose to end her own life. That's what Mark had in mind.

Mark was unable to hold back, he would not be able to see Sella displayed like an item auctioned in public. Mark has to do something.

"Have you ever seen a woman with long, black hair, white skin and this height?" Mark measured it with his own shoulders.

"Master wants to wear it? But women like that are a lot here. Why not just choose me?" He leaned against Mark's arm.

"That's not what I meant. Actually it's been almost a day my sister hasn't returned home, I'm afraid she's here." Mark spoke like a whisper, he didn't want anyone else to hear him.

"I can feel your fear, sir. If your sister was here she would have felt the same fear. I used to be, too. Is it possible that she's the woman who came with Mr Niko?"

"You seen him?"

"Yes. It might be the woman's turn to be auctioned off soon!"

"But we can't go in there."

"You just show me where the road is!" Mark pulled his hand and took him to his feet. "Hurry up, let no one get suspicious!" Mark's voice was terrifying.

Ozan notices Mark's suspicious movements, the man's right hand encircles the woman's waist with him, the bodies of the two touching each other until Ozan is sure if Mark has acted. Ozan was on standby with a gun and escorted from afar.

The room was not too far away but, very low in light.

"Where is the place?" ask Mark.

"At the end of there, sir!" He pointed to the room that was escorted by two burly people. "Quick get that woman out of here, sir! Don't let a good woman seem to be trapped in this place. In fact, if I could I would help you too. There's another way out here, but I don't know where exactly, I'll distract Niko."

It was then that they saw Niko coming out of the room. Niko's face was angry. Mark and this woman try to hide so that Niko does not see them.

Mark was ready to release his ammunition, he wanted to shoot Niko in the head at once, but was stopped because he did not want to further endanger Sella's safety.

"Go!" mark's word after Niko had completely left, the woman returned to her place of origin and then, Mark walked steadily closer to the tightly guarded door.

Mark's movements snorted one of them, the man pulled out his gun but, losing quickly to Mark who immediately shot into his chest.

Dor!!

Dor!!

The two guards fell spattered with blood on the doorstep. Mark didn't care if he stepped over the body and opened the door.

She saw Sella standing by the bed.

"Sella!!" Mark ran and hugged Sella from behind, relieved to see this woman was fine. "Thank God you're okay, did they hurt you?"

"Ma-Mark?" Sella rolled her body, her eyes already glazed over seeing this man standing before her. "You coming?"

"There's no time, we have to get out of here." Mark took Sella by the hand and took her away.

Sella almost vomited to see blood splattered on the floor. "You killed them?" Sella's eyes were wide in disbelief.

Mark reluctantly replies, squatting down and reaching into the body's pocket, until Mark finds the key and retrieves it.

"Let me find a shortcut here, you can get out of there, later!"

"Then what about you?"

"There's still something I have to do!" Mark clasped that delicate hand again. "Hurry now!" take him while watching the situation around.

"No, Mark, I want to be with you. I'm not leaving without you, Mark!" And this is where Sella does not want to let go of Mark's hand, not want to be away from him for maybe a second.

"Well, hold my hand tight!" Mark relented and felt the same way as Sella.

The two walked while opening one by one the hidden doors there, while the women who were held were scattered to escape.

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I can't wait to jump to chapter 50. Let's quickly finish😌