Sold Me for Freedom? Enjoy Hell Instead

The SAT results have just been released. I'm the top scorer in the city, and three girls my father raised alongside me also earned the three best scores after me. When it's time to apply to college, Dad says that the three of them will be joining me in whichever college I choose. I choose Heathshire University, my dream school. But on the day before applications close, the three of them drug me and haul me to Stallion Club. "It's all his fault! We followed him to Heathshire University in our previous life, which led to Michael falling into depression and taking his own life!" "I heard that the boss of Stallion Club has a thing for young, innocent men like Samuel. Maybe he'll be so satisfied that he helps us escape from the Carter family, too!" "Once the dust settles, the Carter family's reputation will be ruined for good, and Samuel won't be able to fulfill his dream of getting into a top university. We'll also regain our freedom, and we can be with Michael then!" None of them notice the sneer on my face. No one else knows that the boss of Stallion Club is my long-lost older brother—and he's fiercely protective of me. They'll regain their freedom, huh? Only the dead can truly consider themselves free. The three of them can go to hell and keep their beloved Michael company there. Chapter 1 The searing pain coming from the back of my neck, along with the abnormal heat coursing through my body, forcibly dragged me out of unconsciousness. I found myself in Stallion Club, the most notorious den of vice in the entire city of Jessington. On the other side of the door, I could hear the excited voices of Sasha Lowry, Whitney Harris, and Lara Milton. "Has the drug kicked in yet? I paid a fortune for it, you know. It's supposed to be the top-grade stuff that can even make an elephant go into heat," Sasha said, her voice filled with malicious exhilaration. "Samuel loves putting on airs like he's some pure and untouchable academic genius," she continued. "Let's see if he can still strut around calling himself the heir to the Carter family once he begs for Mr. D to stick it in his ass later!" Whitney snorted. "As long as we offer him to Mr. D, we'll not only escape the Carter family's clutches, but we might even get a huge payout if Mr. D is satisfied. Samuel should consider himself lucky!" I was lucky, huh? A cold smile tugged at my lips. The three of them had no idea that the "Mr. D" they were talking about was my biological older brother, Daniel Carter. Ever since we were kids, he'd always been very protective of me. He would even get on his knees to let me ride on his back. Even after our father kicked him out of the family, he never stopped transferring a nine-figure sum to me each year as my allowance. "Enough talking," Lara said. "All we have to do now is wait for that piece of trash to actually be useful for once. We must keep a close eye on him. Nothing can go wrong!" Her eyes flashed with resentment and pain. "It's his fault for keeping us chained to his side. He owes us! He's just getting the retribution he deserves!" I owed them? I deserved retribution? I leaned against the cold leather couch, my stomach churning. The Carter family had raised the three of them in luxury for the last ten years. In fact, to help them out, I gave up my chance for guaranteed admission to the university of my choice. I tutored them and took the SATs with them just so they could get into Heathshire University on their own merit. But what I got in return was them drugging me and selling me off so that they could use the money to fund someone else. I closed my eyes. The last of the care and affection I had for them vanished without a trace. "But… I heard Mr. D is a complete lunatic who kills people without blinking," Whitney said uneasily. "What's there to be afraid of? Even the craziest man would be as gentle as a lamb once he gets his hands on someone as sweet and innocent as Samuel," Sasha declared derisively. Hearing that, I sneered. They were right. Daniel did indeed act like a lunatic. One time, someone insulted me by calling me a son of a bitch. Daniel charged right into their hideout and broke the limbs of every single member of that gang. But now, these three idiots were trying to use me to curry favor with the one person in this world who wouldn't allow anyone to hurt me. I looked forward to seeing if they could keep the smiles on their faces once Daniel saw what they'd done to me. The next second, the door flew open. Sasha strutted up to me and ground the sole of her heel hard against my lower body, where the drug had already taken effect. "Oh. You're awake. How does it feel, the almighty Mr. Carter, heir to the Carter family fortune? From the looks of it, you can't wait for a man to stick it up your ass, huh?" I suppressed the feverish desire raging in me as I eyed her coldly. "Sasha, I'm giving you three one last chance. Release me now, and you won't have to suffer too much when you die." "Look at you—still acting tough when it's already over for you." Whitney marched forward and kicked me hard in the knees. I let out a muffled groan. "Do you still think you're the untouchable heir to the Carter family, Samuel?" Lara snarled before taking out a pair of scissors to cut my shirt open, making me look like some trashy manwhore. "Now that's more like it. Make sure you do a good job satisfying Mr. D later!" I scoffed. "For the last ten years, I've been nothing but kind and generous with all three of you. This is how you repay me?" Their expressions stiffened briefly, as if pricked by their conscience, but their gazes soon turned mocking again. "You deserve this! It's your fault for standing in the way of Michael and the three of us!" "It's almost time. Just be a good boy and wait to receive your customer," Sasha said with a twisted grin. "You can forget all about your dream of enrolling in a top university and keeping your dignity. Tonight, we'll make sure you lose everything!" Cackling viciously, the three of them left the room and locked the door. The only sound that could be heard in the room was my heavy panting. However, when I looked at my reflection in the reflective glass in front of me, my eyes were gleaming with savage anticipation. Soon, the chaotic sound of footsteps rang out, along with the shouts from a drunken, slurred voice. "Where is he? I heard we got a fine specimen today. Let me inspect the goods first and see if he's really a virgin!" Chapter 2 The door to the private room was kicked open, and two burly men reeking of alcohol marched in. The man in the lead had a double chin and sagging jowls. Sasha addressed him as Mr. Pearson. I narrowed my eyes and studied him carefully. Many years ago, before Daniel was kicked out of the family, this man, Eric Pearson had just been one of the many bodyguards who worked for the family. Who would've thought that after a decade, he would turn into this tubby pervert who didn't even recognize the son of the family he once worked for? Once Eric's drunken, unfocused gaze landed on me, he licked his lips lewdly. "Look what we have here," he said. "He's fine, alright. Who wouldn't want such a beauty? What a shame he's a man." Sasha and the others had followed Eric into the room, their expressions ingratiating. "We went through a lot of trouble just to get him for you, Mr. Pearson. I promise you he's a virgin!" Sasha said before hurrying over to me and kicking the back of my knee. "Get on your knees, bitch. Take your pants off so that Mr. Pearson can get a better look." My knee slammed into the floor, but I forced myself not to collapse. Keeping my head up, I glared at her icily. "Are you deaf, Samuel? What did Sasha say?" Seeing that I wasn't doing as told, Whitney marched over and raised her hand to slap me. "Hold it!" Eric barked at her. He walked up to me with visible interest, swallowing hard as he remarked, "My, my. He's a fine young thing. Who wouldn't be attracted to this icy beauty?" Leaning in, he sniffed me, and his eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "Excellent. He smells like a virgin to me. "Be a good boy and perk up your butt later. If you dare play any tricks and ruin Mr. D's fun, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!" "Mr. Pearson, when will Mr. D get here?" Lara asked tentatively. "What's the rush?" Eric shot her an impatient look. "Mr. D is in the middle of a discussion with an important guest. He'll be coming down later." Eric crouched again. His rough fingers brushed across my face, his eyes glittering with uncontained greed. He took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled the foul smoke directly into my face. "You should be honored that you get to serve Mr. D later, kid." Then he grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth and his perverse desire. "Why don't I… test things out for Mr. D's first, hm?" My gaze turned hostile. The murderous anger that rose in me seemed to forcibly suppress the drug-induced heat in my body. I eyed him coldly. When he saw the look in my eyes, he paused briefly before roaring with brazen laughter. "Hahahaha! You really are a feisty one." He squeezed my chest hard, eyes gleaming with lewd satisfaction. "Now that's more interesting. The boss will surely have a good time taming a feisty stallion like you in bed." Sasha turned toward Eric again, her tone sycophantic as she said, "Mr. Pearson, everyone says that Mr. D doesn't touch women… Why is that? What's his type? Could you give us a hint, so that we'll know what to do next time?" "Silence!" Eric glared at her and slapped her across the face. "How dare you try to dig up information on Mr. D?" Sasha was too frightened to say anything else to him. Lowering her voice, she hissed a warning to me. "You'd better satisfy Mr. D later, bitch! Otherwise, I'll upload a video of you in heat to everyone and ruin your reputation for good!" I lowered my eyes, suppressing the cold smirk on my face. She had no idea that Daniel wasn't into women because someone had plotted against him in the past, and the incident damaged his body. He was physically incapable of getting it up. But even then, he was still a normal man with desires, and thus, his condition was the biggest taboo for him. Tonight, these fools were forcibly delivering me to his bed in the hopes of currying favor with him. In doing so, they were undeniably trampling on his dignity as well. Once he showed up, all of them in this room, including Sasha and the other two, were goners. Chapter 3 Eric grabbed the rope tied around my wrist and dragged me into a different private room. A handwoven rug was laid on the floor, and the entire room was decorated with blinding gold and gem-encrusted fixtures. Sasha, Whitney and Lara were stunned, their eyes widening. "Oh, my God. Who would've expected a criminal boss to be richer than the Carters?" Whitney muttered jealously. "Once we earn Mr. D's regard, we'll have our pick of these fine things, too!" Lara said, swallowing hard. Then, she leaned in and threatened me, "You'd better put on your best act and satisfy Mr. D later, Samuel! If you dare ruin his fun and cost us our money, I'll skin you alive!" My gaze calmly swept over the familiar photos hanging on the wall. One of them was me at six years old, building a snowman. It'd been taken from behind. The photo frames were all spotless. Evidently, they were dusted and wiped every day. When Eric noticed me staring at the photos, he yanked on the rope and snapped impatiently, "What do you think you're looking at? If you continue wasting my time, I'll dig your eyeballs out and eat them for supper!" Behind him, Sasha suddenly gasped. Pointing at an old photo on the cabinet, she looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Why does that boy in the photo… look so much like him when he was little?" Taken aback, Eric looked at the photo Sasha was pointing at. Once he saw which one it was, his face twitched, and his expression grew strange. Just as he was about to ask a question, a whiny, domineering voice rang out. "Eric, is this the surprise you prepared for Danny?" A woman in a fitted red dress strutted into the room. I recognized her. She was Amelia Reed, Daniel's favorite lover and the only one who had unrestricted access to this floor of the club. Her haughty gaze flitted over Sasha, Whitney, and Lara, as if she were surveying a bunch of sewer rats. Then, her eyes landed on my face. The moment our gazes met, her expression shifted. Jealousy and insecurity burned in her eyes, the way a woman reacted when she sensed she'd met her romantic rival. "I guess you're not too bad looking." She strutted forward in her 4-inch heels and propped up my chin with the tips of her fingernails disdainfully. "Too bad you've got a dick. Do you think Danny would want a filthy manwhore like you? Even if you strip naked in front of him and offer yourself up, he'll only find you disgusting!" The drug inside my body was taking effect again, the burning desire drowning out my rationality. But as I took in the mix of jealousy and desire in her expression, I chuckled. "Why are you laughing?" Amelia demanded angrily. Eyeing her coldly, I said evenly, "I'm laughing because you're so jealous that you're acting like a feral bitch. Even though you dress like a slut, I bet you haven't even gotten in bed with your precious Danny yet, huh? That's why you're standing here, taking it out on another man. How pathetic." Obviously, since Daniel was impotent, there was no way he'd touch Amelia. My words struck a raw nerve, and she slapped me right away. "How dare you!" she screamed. I twisted my body and slammed my shoulder into her chest. Caught off guard, she fell to the floor with a loud shriek. "Stay the hell away from me. Even if Daniel Carter were the one standing here right now, he wouldn't dare to touch a single hair on my head, so who do you think you are?" A dead silence filled the room. Eric's eyes widened as he stared at me as if I'd lost my mind. Sasha carefully helped Amelia back on her feet before glaring viciously at me. "This punk here is just a slut who needs to be taught a lesson, Ms. Reed." She then kicked the back of my knee. "How dare you offend Ms. Reed, you filthy piece of trash! Get on your knees and apologize right this instant!" My vision darkened as I was forced down into a kneeling position. After finally coming to terms with what had just happened, Amelia went mad and started screaming at me. "Hold him down! I'm going to kill that filthy bastard today!" The others immediately swarmed me, pinning me in place. Amelia pulled a sharp blade from her handbag and pressed the cold metal against my cheek. "How dare you hit me? What makes you think a lowly manwhore like you, who relies on selling his body, is qualified to call Danny by his first name? Let's see whether he even bothers looking at a filthy slut like you once I carve your face up!" The blade cut into my skin, and the stinging pain shot through me. Swallowing the blood in my throat, I used the last of my strength to howl, "Daniel Carter! Get your ass here now!" Chapter 4 "You son of a bitch! How dare you use Danny's full name like that!" Amelia screamed. Seeing this, Sasha snapped before grabbing a decorative geode from the side and smashing it against my mouth. The jagged rock split my lip instantly. My teeth loosened from the impact, and the searing pain almost made me convulse. Sasha turned back to Amelia and said with a fawning smile, "Please don't dirty your hands for an ignorant piece of trash like him, Ms. Reed. I'll teach him a lesson for you." She and Whitney pressed down harder on me, keeping me pinned to the floor. Scoffing, Amelia ground her heel into the back of my hand. I gritted my teeth. Ten years of luxury and attentive companionship had gone down the drain, producing nothing but a bunch of greedy ingrates who wanted to destroy me completely. Looking at their smug faces, I sneered mockingly. "The more you hurt me now, the more you'll suffer once Daniel arrives." Amelia flew into a rage. "You fucking son of a bitch! Even now, you're still so deluded, huh? To think that a grown man like you is stooping to spreading your legs to get ahead in life!" She crouched and pressed the tip of her blade against the corner of my eye, running it over my skin with a malicious grin. "The question is, can you still seduce anyone once I destroy this pretty face of yours?" Lara eagerly pulled out her phone and started recording. "He'll be lying on his stomach later for Mr. D anyway. It doesn't matter what his face looks like. We'll take plenty of videos of Mr. D pounding into him later, and we'll upload everything to Heathshire University's forum. That way, he'll never be able to show his face in public again!" "That's right! Let's do it!" Amelia declared. She was so pleased with the suggestion that her eyes gleamed with frenzied delight. "It's not enough to just ruin his face. Quick. Strip him! I want everyone to see how the almighty heir to the Carter family is reduced to begging for a man's dick like a bitch in heat!" Sasha and the others immediately moved in, brutally tearing at my shirt. The wave of humiliation and the effects of the drug both burned away the last of my rationality. Seeing me in this state, Amelia tapped the blade against my lower region and cackled mockingly. "Look at you. You're nothing but a shameless manwhore." Her gaze sharpened, and she began to draw circles with the blade at the top of my thigh. "Since you're going to be offering up your ass, you won't need your dick anyway. Why don't I cut it off for you, so that you'll get to spend the rest of your life relying on your ass for pleasure?" She yanked down my pants and drove the blade down without hesitation. It broke right through my flesh, and the blood sprayed everywhere. A heart-wrenching howl ripped out of my throat as the most unbearable agony coursed through my entire body. At the very next second, the door flew open. An imposing man walked in, his air intimidating. It was Daniel, the ruthless, brutal, and fiercely protective brother of mine. "Danny!" "Mr. D!" Amelia's and Eric's faces changed as they quickly walked over to him with fawning expressions. Sasha and the others also scrambled to curry favor with him. "Hello, Mr. D! This is the surprise we prepared for you." "That's right. He's a virgin and a very fine-looking one, too. We dosed him up with a potent aphrodisiac just for you! You'll definitely have lots of fun with him tonight." Not one to be outdone, Amelia also pressed herself against him and declared in a syrupy voice, "Danny, I can't believe these ignorant fools had the nerve to disgust you with a manwhore like him! "I was just about to teach him a lesson for you, Danny. I'll help you settle the score by breaking his limbs and dumping him on the streets for the beggars to have their fun with him." Daniel's eyes swept over them before coming to a stop on me. The moment he saw my face, he froze, and the air seemed to freeze with him. I lifted my eyes and met his stunned gaze. With a mocking smile, I remarked, "It's been years since we last met, Dan. Is this how you treat your brother?"