Yours, Until Needed
Chapter 94: Room 106

Chapter 94: Room 106

BELLE

"Belle, this is Eli. And that’s Alyssa, one of our employees. I’m guessing you were sent here by Alexa?"

Belle clutched at her heart as she nodded but then remembered that the other person was just speaking on the phone.

"Yes, she sent me, telling me to make sure to deliver the package to Room 106."

"I see, then listen up. We’re 99.99% sure that you’ve been sent to deliver drugs that would be used on you. Joseph has been excitedly waiting and mumbling about his stellar plan. Given this, I think you’re already aware of the bigger threat?"

The real problem was Alexa.

"What do you mean, Boss?" Alyssa asked Eliana, and Belle waited for her to explain, knowing in her heart that she understood her well.

"Belle was asked to deliver it for a reason. If she reported it, she’d be framed for attempting to drug a Town Mayor. And if she ran, she would be caught by Alexa’s men, who would then report her for possession of drugs and probably something like prostitution." Eliana explained, and Belle couldn’t help but close her eyes because she knew how possible that really was.

"What? How could someone do that?!" Alyssa exclaimed, and that was something Belle could answer.

"Because she’s not human. This aligns well with her past. She’s doing this for fun." Belle shook a bit as she explained but avoided spilling any of the Stevia.

The hypothesis was well in line with how she had to pick up the package instead of someone handing it to her like usual.

"She might have taken footage of me grabbing the package myself." She should’ve been more vigilant, but what could she even do? It wasn’t like she had no idea that something bad was going to happen. She just didn’t think it would be to this extent.

"Seriously?!" Gasped Alyssa.

"Yeah, she’s that committed." Eliana sounded regretful, and Belle couldn’t avoid feeling helpless.

"But we don’t have time to deal with this now. Alyssa, hand her the ring and the mini cam." Alyssa handed her the items that Eliana described, and Belle looked at them questioningly.

"What are these for?"

"The camera is so that we could see the situation. Right now, all we have access to is the room’s audio. And the ring is what’s going to protect you. The top has a small needle laden with a potent sleeping agent. We’re just going to return the favor."

Belle looked at the items she held with renewed vigor as she listened to the other girls’ plans.

"I’m not confident, but I will try since I think this would be my best bet."

"We’re going to barge in there if it gets too dangerous, so do your best," Eliana warned, and Belle thanked them for offering their help.

Before long, she had to leave the washroom, as taking too long might alert the guards observing her.

"Take care," Alyssa said as she patted Belle’s face like a doting older sister.

Belle nodded before leaving to face another obstacle.

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She stood in front of room 106, clutching her necklace, which had long served as her amulet. She prayed to all the gods who could probably hear her, hoping she wouldn’t freeze in fright when it mattered most.

As a glorified punching bag, she has learned to freeze in place. That was difficult, but after being conditioned, her body has associated movement with more punishment. So, in crucial times like these, Belle couldn’t help but worry that she’d freeze against her will.

But there was nothing more to do. She had to get this over with.

The door opened just as she was about to knock, and she felt like fainting just from that. If only she knew that the imperfection in construction allowed for a more significant gap between the floor and the door. The shadow created by her figure standing by the door alerted the monster inside, who decided that the person outside had been dilly-dallying for far too long.

"You’re finally here." Said the man who should be Mayor Joseph Roa.

He was clad in just a bathrobe, making her avoid looking at anywhere but his face. But Belle kind of regretted looking at his face.

The man leered at her openly. His gaze roamed around her body, and Belle could not help but flinch at the disgusting vibes she was getting from the man.

When Belle didn’t return a response, Joseph just chose to drag her in.

What if someone else knocked? Would that person be dragged in similarly? She couldn’t help but wonder at his actions before remembering what he was planning on doing to her.

"Took you long enough! I almost wondered if the young miss had betrayed our agreement." He snickered as he dragged Belle closer to the bed.

The room wasn’t big, like most typical motel rooms. So, it didn’t even take that many steps to get there. Belle looked around, remembering to angle her body to cover as much of the room as possible. She hoped that the mini cam was working as intended because it was just that and the new ring that kept her from breaking down.

She could feel his impatience from the way he dragged her, and she realized this was her chance to set herself up for success.

"I apologize, Sir. The traffic was unavoidable." She croaked, trying to sound relaxed but likely failing to convey how scared she really was.

But Joseph seemed to like her response because his grip lightened ever so slightly. "If you know that, then you should stop wasting time."

From what she was told, this guy enjoyed feeling like a predator, enjoying the feel of his prey struggling and hoping, only for him to trample on their hopes. So, if she wanted to lure him in, she must pretend to be the prey.

"Sir, I was asked to deliver this package to you." Belle trembled as she handed him the small package. She did not even have to act to show her hesitance about being near him.

The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. He looked at her with so much greed that it felt no different from him touching her.

"A pretty one..." He traced the contour of Belle’s jaw, and her desire to just stab him was strong.

She was scared, and everything about her situation horrified her, but she knew in her heart that it wasn’t the time yet.

Then his hand roamed all over her back, gliding over her, and she nearly hiccupped in panic.

"No...Sir, please stop. I...I have already delivered the package." Belle begged, really hoping that it would work and knowing that if it didn’t, such a thing would at least incite a fire in someone like this guy.

"Oh, you have, and what a beautiful package." He eyed her like a hungry wolf, and she unconsciously struggled in his arms.

Belle struggled harder, practically shoving him with her shoulders, trying to fight off his grubby hands that kept on caressing her.

I need more impact.

"I was planning on doing this the easy way, but you made me want to try something else." Belle’s breathing hitched, and then she found herself pushed against the nearest wall. She was sure to get a bruise from hitting the wall violently, but that also gave her the excuse to trip over her feet.

She suddenly stumbled forward, her heels stubbing his toe, earning her an exclamation. "Fuck! What do you think you’re doing, you bitch?!" His face morphed in anger, and he pulled her by the hair.

"No, please!" Belle cried out while returning the ring to its original state. She was shaking hard, probably because of Joseph’s extreme proximity but largely because she just managed to prick him with the needle. She hoped that stubbing his toe with her sturdy heels covered the sensation of the needle prick. Now, she just had to deal with his anger.

Just survive, survive until then.