Yours, Until Needed
Chapter 93: Delivery

Chapter 93: Delivery

BELLE

Belle had no idea why she was stuck inside Alexa’s car, which had been shipped to a faraway town. All she was told was to deliver a small package to the person staying in room 106.

The timing was unfortunate. She was just about to leave the mansion for her studies when her mother called, telling her that she had one more task to accomplish before she could set off.

Belle had no choice but to go because she knew her mother wouldn’t be kind enough to let her leave if she angered Alexa again. Just getting permission to continue her studies almost killed her, so she couldn’t risk having that taken away again.

So here she was, twiddling with her necklace as she watched the flickering lights disappear into the distance. Before long, she was greeted by the sight of trees and sparse lighting as they moved farther away from the heart of the city.

Belle felt the biting cold but tried her best to ignore it as she had to make do with what they gave her to wear. She really couldn’t understand what goes into the minds of the rich. Before, she was asked to wear a mascot costume at one of Alexa’s nightclub celebrations, which the guests found novel and funny.

Belle just shrugged at the thought. Obviously, she was being bullied, but what else could she do when even her mother supported it?

Now she had on this tight little black dress, and at first, she thought she was going to some club, especially when they passed by the city center. But then the car continued onward before stopping at a motel.

She wasn’t stupid. But she was hoping in her heart that this was all a prank, like the first time it happened some years back.

If there was a choice to glue herself onto the car seat, she would’ve done that. She actually struggled against the two guards who were trying to get her to get out of the vehicle.

"If you don’t go out yourself, we will throw you outside as per the order of the young miss." One of the guards dressed in a black suit said as he held onto her struggling arm.

Belle lost the power to resist because Alexa would surely be notified of her resistance, which might take away her only hope of attaining freedom. Given how hard she fought for it, one would think she was a slave in modern times, but Alexa really made it difficult for her to live, much less to run away.

The guards pushed her regardless, and he struggled to recover her balance as the heels made it difficult for her. They remembered throwing over the small package and her bag, which was useless because they had taken her phone away, as they usually did.

For a moment, Belle actually thought about running away. But she knew that she’d be in massive trouble once caught, and they would definitely catch her.

Always.

She has never succeeded, even when she thought she had run far enough or long enough. They’d always come barging in, saying that Alexa needed her for something. So she’s long lost hope about running away.

Belle steeled herself and walked toward room 106. Her steps faltered because she was afraid and unfamiliar with walking in heels.

She was close to the designated room when someone bumped into her, which staggered her already unstable body.

"Omph!"

Preparing for the fall that did not come, Belle blinked, only to see the face of a cute girl. The light of the hallway was very dim, but she could see her blonde hair that shone like a light bulb.

Belle was going to apologize, but before it could escape her mouth, she watched as the girl put a finger on her lip.

"Shhh." She gestured, and Belle pursed her lips in silence.

Then, the girl steadied her before handing over a small piece of paper.

She watched as she turned into a corner. Belle clutched the piece of paper that said, "Act normally. They are watching. If you need help, come to the female’s washroom."

Her heart raced because she definitely needed help and a giant miracle. But she wasn’t sure if this was a set-up or maybe a test of whether she would defy orders when given the opportunity. She wouldn’t put it past Alexa to do something like that, considering what she does for fun.

But Belle really had a bad feeling about room 106 and decided that if she was already going to encounter a problem, what more would she lose by adding one more?

So she slowly trudged towards the washroom, looking as if she wanted to check on herself and maybe freshen up before going into room 106.

True to what was on the paper, Belle found the same woman inside the bathroom. She was checking all the cubicles to see if someone else was inside.

Then she said, "You better lock the door. We don’t have much time."

Belle didn’t know what came to her, but she followed without question.

"Why did you call me here? What do you mean by needing help?" She asked, wanting to know the extent of this woman’s involvement.

"We called you because we’d like to ask if you came here willingly and if you had any idea what you’re walking into?"

Belle was surprised at her question but said, "I have no idea save for delivering a small package. Other than that, I was told of nothing else."

"Then would you like to know what’s behind the door?" Asked the woman, who grimaced at Belle’s answer, and for a moment, she was gripped with so much fear that she forgot to respond.

The woman didn’t bother waiting for my answer but just continued on with her explanation.

"You’ll find Mayor Joseph Roa in room 106, and based on the things he has prepared in there, he wasn’t only expecting a package. In fact, our guess is that you’re the package. That thing you’re holding may just be some decoy."

"Wha-What do you mean?!" Belle’s mind raced at the implication of her words. She was an adult now and had been exposed to the evil nature of people. She just didn’t think it would reach this extent.

"You’re about to enter a pervert’s den. And if I were you, I’d check what’s inside that package."

Belle’s fingers clenched, but soon, she began to unravel the package carefully so that she could put it back together. But what she saw chilled her to the bone.

"This! This is Rohypnol!" She knew this because Alexa’s friends often passed this out whenever they had parties.

Why was she going to deliver Roofie to a pervert?

"Tsk. That fucker!" The shorter woman exclaimed, causing Belle to step back a bit.

Then, the woman proceeded to empty out her purse as if looking for something.

"Replace the contents. This is stevia. At least this looks like some new drug. I have multivitamins, but they won’t dissolve right away. Or what about running away? Maybe we could just call the police and take her away?"

Belle wondered who she was talking to because it felt like she was asking herself.

"She will be framed if we do that." Belle looked over because another voice spoke up, one that sounded familiar.