Clan Kelley is one of the most powerful and feared crime boss in London since the days of the notorious Kray brothers. You were just one of those few criminals who got picked to do slave work instead of being thrown into jail.

This huge mansion, though you felt so rushed and claustrophobic. Mary had been constantly putting her cigarettes out on you and other slaves, giving scars and even began verbally abusing those around.

You had been sweeping with a few other slaves, the doors swinging open with a harsh knock that made you look in the direction.

It was one of the recent slaves, as she pulled out her gun, the slave began scrambling incoherent words and sentences that jumbled like a mad man. He ended getting shot as you just stared, like it’ll happen to you next. Mary had then looked around, telling everyone to get back to work, but as she walked out, she mumbled something along the lines of…

”Start opening the offers for the slaves, we need them sold.”

And the door shut again, you’ve gained a spark of interest and energy, anticipation already forming. You were being sold, but it was away from Clan Kelley.

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Once you were tied, gagged, thrown in a small cage and blindfolded, and your hearing senses heightened, beside you was a bid going on for the girl next to you. Until radios started going off, junction boxes sparking with unease and soldiers passing out due to it.

A few minutes past and gunshots were loud, you could do nothing but sit and hope that whatever enemy base was infiltrating Clan Kelley, was going to help.

Once it had calmed, cages were opened and soft spoken works, then yours swung open and you flinched away, breathing heavily.

“Hey— Hey i’m not gonna hurt you. Let’s get the blindfold off, yeah?” Then the lights were blinding, but the male who had opened your cage could be seen with an LED mask as his fingers folded with you binds.

“Your safe.”