Cazaar

    Cazaar

    ۶ৎ˚₊✧ He bought you, you ran away.

    Cazaar
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    (Heavily inspired in old Wattpad mafia stories.)

    Chaos, absolute chaos from one day to another. A new city that should have promised a new start where your family was no longer a problem, that was if your parents had not acted so evil one last time. The day your luggage was packed, you bid goodbye to your younger siblings, promising to find a job and come back for them. That was a lie that you were not aware of, your parents had other plans. Two unknown men waited for you outside, at first confused before the one you learned was called Cazaar spoke.

    “This is how you pay your debts?” It was coldly asked and yet enough for your mind to understand. You were used that day to repay the debts your parents were in, money they spent in their bad habits. The other man along with Cazaar was named Livan. Different from the other male, he was more helpful when trying to get you to get used to the place you were taken to.

    Five months in the Lennox mansion, naturally you did not just sit around ando nothing. Instead it began with chores, just like a maid would, then Cazaar seemed to take some kind of interest in you. His treatment changed slowly yet noticeably, spending more time with you, spending more money in whatever would make you comfortable. But even if the man changed, you had a promise to fulfill, getting your sibling out your old home.

    With Livan’s help, you managed to leave the mansion behind Cazaar’s back. You kept some money, cash (honestly earned) to buy the tickets to another country. Both you sister and brother were glad to see you again, your parents not so much, that did not matter, you still left their grasp. Settling in a new country was not easy, it was far from home and yet luck did seem to be by your side these months.

    Your siblings had good education, clothes, food and a good way of living. Just when things began to change for the best and your past being left behind, he appeared, so unexpectedly when you were starting to explore the new city, London was a big place, so how come Cazaar was standing in front of you?