Octavia felt everything in her rotate.

The Master was calling for her? While Zack was there?

What the he¢k?

Mica turned to glance at her, then turned back to the boys.

“Alright”, she responded and walked back to the room.

“Come on, Octavia. We need to go” she said, but Octavia felt her bums were stuck to the bed as she couldn’t move.

The Master was calling for her – two people she was scared of at the moment and didn’t want to see. What would she do?

“Octavia!” Mica called again, a little surprised.

Octavia gulped nervously and asked: “C…Can it be postponed? I feel a little tired”.

Mica quickly glanced at the door to be sure the guards didn’t hear that.

“Are you okay?” She whispered huskily to Octavia. You expect the Master to wait for you? Do you suddenly wish for de.ath?”

Octavia bent her head like a child being scolded.

To Mica – she felt she was only scared and shy to face Khalid. She had no idea there was something more….

Taking another gulp, Octavia forced herself out of the bed, her entire being shaking.

She couldn’t face him – she couldn’t even the of it. But what was she to do?

With her sister, they walked out of the room and followed the boys.

Mica could notice how nervous her sister was, but she knew talking and asking her about it wasn’t going to yield any results. So, she just let her be.

Along the way, Octavia thought of a plan – a way she could delay the meeting.

Mica and the guards stopped walking when they heard her grunt, her hands on her tummy as she fell on her knees.

“Ah!” She yelped, holding her tummy tight.

“Octavia!” Mica flinched and held her. Blood oozed from her nostrils.

“What’s wrong? What’s happening?”

Octavia couldnt say a word as she just continued grunting and bleeding and the guards stared at each other in surprise.

“You should take her to the room and attend to her. I’ll let the Master know about this” One of them said to Mica and walked away, while the other two remained watching.

Octavia made the condition becomes worst as she started speaking meaningless words, bIeeding and grunting loudly.

“Octavia” mica shrieked and helped her up from the floor, wrapping her hands around the shoulder so her weight rests on her.

“Come on’ she urged and started leaping with her, taking her back to the room.

“Water…..I need water.” Octavia groaned as Mica helped her sit on the bed.

Mica opened the bottle of water on the tray and gave it to her.

“You’ll be fine,,okay?” She touched her forehead and Octavia just nodded pathetically.

After that, she laid on the bed and forced herself to sleep as Mica cleaned off her bIoodstains.
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She couldn’t sleep for long since she had been sleeping all day already. And by the time she was awake, she found Mica on the bed.

“Hey” Mica cooed and touched her hand.
“How’re you feeling now? Are you alright?”

Octavia sat up and nodded.

“Is the….Master mad at me?” She asked.

“No. But he demands your presence as soon as you’re awake. Come on, we need to go now”. mica replied and stood up, but Octavia still hesitated.

“Is he….with anyone? A visitor?” She asked, her voice sounding timid and when Mica replied: “no”, she took in a deep breath and left the bed.

They left the bed and on their way, Octavia was so grateful their little plan had worked. She couldn’t imagine what would’ve happened if Zack had seen her.

They finally got to the door of Khalid’s second room and the guards opened it, giving them passage into the room.

Octavia felt her legs wobble as she spotted the Master – pouring himself a drink from the table.

Some boys were there with him, and Becca too.

Khalid turned to spare them a glance as they walked in, then took his eyes back to his drink.

“Good evening, Master” Mica greeted with a bow, but Octavia only bowed her head but didn’t say a word.

She actually wished there was a way she could just run away – run far away.

Standing in front of the same guy that had used her brutally the previous night, made her so scared – so dmn scared and nervous.

“What happened to her?” Khalid asked, his eyes on Mica as he walked to take a seat beside Becca.

“She just had a little fever, Master. I don’t really know what happened, but she’s fine now” she replied smoothly.

Khalid made a guttural sound and drank from his glass.

“Octavia” he almost called her name in a mumble, but she answered anyway.

“Y…Yes, Master” her voice was thin.

As he spoke, his cold voice seemed to send shivers down her spine, making her recall how he had touched her the previous night.

“Normally, I should ki|| you because you failed the first test yesterday. But somehow, I feel like giving you another chance.

“Your training begins tomorrow and if you fail anymore tests, trust me, I’ll ki|| you.

“Moscow will be your trainer and I’ll get all the feedback I need from him. If he gives me a bad report about you, I’ll ki|| you. So, make sure you work perfectly with him.

“He’ll teach you the basic things you need to know, assign you on little missions which you must pass every one of them. You’re to obey him and do wh@??ver he says because he’s your trainer.

“When you’ve completed your training, and I’m satisfied, then I’ll make you a member of the clan. Do you understand?” He concluded with an icy tone and Octavia nodded slowly.

“Yes. master”, she added almost immediately.

What? Moscow?

Mica was spiteful. Why did it have to be him?

Her eyes searched for him and found him among the boys in the room. There was an evil smirk on his face.

Dmn it! Why did he have to be chosen as Octavia’s trainer???

Gosh!! That was not good; not good at all.

She knew there was going to be a serious problem.

“Well, that’s all for now. You can leave” Khalid said dismissively and while Mica thanked him, Octavia just bowed and turned around.

They left the room together.

“Moscow….isn’t he the same guy that had come to the room yesterday morning?” Octavia asked as they walked along.

“Yes, he is” Mica answered spitefully, her hands fisted beside her

Octavia kept her mouth shut, imagining her sister’s thoughts. It appeared he was going to be a problem for her.

“How long would the training last?” She asked after a while.

“Don’t know. Mine was a little long – took some weeks. But if you’re able to please the Master faster, he might shorten it for you” She replied and Octavia nodded in understanding.

She felt that wasn’t an option cause the Master couldn’t be pleased. Obviously not – not with that cold face of his.

“Um..Mica” she stopped walking and Mica did same.

“The pills…did you get them?”

Mica itched her brows.

“Sorry,,it slipped my mind. I didn’t. But I’ll be going our tomorrow and will try to get them on my way back. Okay?”

Octavia was a little uncomfortable about it, but having no choice, she just nodded anyway.

“Come on, let’s go” mica said and they continued walking..
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It was the dawn of the day.

Octavia’s sound sleep was disrupted by a knock on the door.

Mica had been in the bathroom and couldn’t come out to get the door. So, Octavia had to do it.

The knock persisted and she groaned as she left the bed, walking towards the door.

Her eyes were a little heavy, but she forced herself to get to the door and when she opened it, it inconvenienced her to see it was Moscow – her supposed trainer.

His face fumed.

“What took you so long to answer the door?” He asked raucously, but Octavia didn’t reply.

“I’m talking to you” he said again and Octavia lowered her gaze and replied:

“I was sleeping”.

He chuckled and gawped at her.

“You have fifteen minutes to get dressed. Your training begins immediately” he scrawled and walked away.

Octavia shut the door and turned back to the room.

Gosh! Why did he have to be her trainer, huh? Why him of all people?

The door of the bathroom opened almost immediately and Mica walked out, having just a t©wel around her wet body.

“Who was that?” She asked.

“Moscow. He wants me to get ready for training” Octavia replied and left the door.

“Good morning” she added.

“Yeah, morning”

Mica went over to her wardrobe while Octavia proceeded to the bathroom.

Some minutes passed and Octavia returned,also wet. By that time, Mica was already done dressing up.

“Oh! Sht!” She suddenly cur$ed.
“I forgot to get the clothes”

She sighed and searched for something in her wardrobe, throwing it at Isabelle.

“Here – you can make use of this for now.
I’ll make sure I get some on my way back today”.

“Thank you” Isabelle mumbled as she turned around to dress up.

“Since you’re going for training, you don’t need to eat for now. So, when you’re back and you need something to eat, just go to the kitchen and find Paula, okay?” A
I’ll make sure I get some on my way back today”.

“Thank you” Isabelle mumbled as she turned around to dress up.

“Since you’re going for training, you don’t need to eat for now. So, when you’re back and you need something to eat, just go to the kitchen and find Paula, okay?” She said and Octavia just nodded in agreement.
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After a while, she was done dressing and she packed her hair and applied a little wet to her lips.

“I’ll be on my way now” Octavia said and Mica turned to face her.

“Just be careful around Moscow, okay? Do what he says. And don’t be stubborn” she stated and Octavia nodded perfunctorily.

“Good luck” she said dismissively and Octavia finally left.

Getting to the hallway, she found Moscow waiting there for her. His face was swollen.

“I said fifteen minutes” he gritted his teeth when she got close. “You took close to thirty minutes”.

Octavia still didn’t say a word as she stood in front of him.

“When I talk to you, you make use of your tongue”, he suddenly gripped her by the top of her shirt and said and October flinched.

There was a short silence.

then, looking directly into his eyes, she said: “Get your hands….away from me”.

Moscow’s eyes dimmed. His jaws clenched. How dare she?

He scoffed and let go of her dress, seating a grim smirk.

“Let’s go” he grunted and started walking away and Octavia quietly followed.

They got out to the open field and Octavia fed her eyes with the few people she’d seen.

Lots of boys and girls busy and having fun. It brought so many thoughts to her head as she imagined all of them being under one man – Master Khalid.

Not even a man, but a boy. Yeah, she was sure he wasn’t up to the age of a man.

It was a long walk with Moscow but finally, they got to their destination. It was a gym – big and well equipped.

Wow!

Octavia had never been to a gym before and she wondered if she’d be able to lift a thing there.

“We need to work on your muscles first” Moscow said, a venomous echo in his voice.

“Go there and start with the weight lift” he pointed out to it.

Octavia gulped hard and started towards it. She wondered why the gym had to be empty.

She got to the weight lift and tried lifting it up but damm! It was too heavy for her.

She grunted and tried again and Moscow stood behind and laughed.

Then, with a mightier force, she tried again and it worked.

She lifted it up, brought it down to her waist level, up again, down to her waist level….and so it went.

After that, she was asked to do one more and it took some time before she was finally done from there.
d@mn! She was sweating real bad.

Moscow glared at her real bad, but Octavia didn’t care.

“Come on” he tilted his head and started walking out and Octavia followed.

They walked for sometime and stopped in front of a car and Octavia was surprised when Moscow opened the door.

“Get in” he said huskily as he got into the driver’s seat.

“Wh…Where are we going?” Octavia asked, surprised.
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“You don’t ask me questions, Octavia. You only do as I say. Get in” he rasped,,but Octavia hesitated for a while.

She can do this – she reassured herself. She can fight anything that comes her way.

Taking a deep breath, she turned to the other side of the car and got in.
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Mica came out of the cab and walked to the other side of the road to meet her – Yvonne.

She was walking tho and fro, a little cigarettes in her hand.

“The fk, Mica. You kept me waiting for too long. Do you think I’m a statue?” She grouse as Mica got close.

“Take some chill pills, Yvonne. I’m sorry, okay? Got hold up in traffic”, Mica replied with an eye roll.

“Fine! So, what’s this about? You said I was important?” She asked and Mica looked around.

Yvonne was a close friend from another and she felt she could trust her.

“Yeah…I need your help, Yvonne. I…I need you to go somewhere with me” she said.
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“Somewhere? Where’s that?”
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Mica licked her lips. She could trust her, right?

“My sister suddenly showed up at the clan and insists on staying. She’s so determined but I know she’s hiding something.
There’s a particular reason that’s making her stay. And I want to find out, Yvonne. I want to know why she ran away from home”.

“And how does this have anything to do with me?” Yvonne scoffed.

“I need to talk to my parents,,Yvonne. So, I could know what transpired to Octavia leaving the house. Definitely, they should know something.

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But…I can’t go in myself. Don’t want my father to see me. So, I need someone else to go in. You can go in as a stranger or visitor and you know? Just find your way around it”. Mica explained.

“Woah! That’s one hell of a task, Mica. But why are you stressing yourself over it? If your sister wants to stay, then let her be. Its possible she just wants to belong”.

“She doesn’t want to stay. Yvonne. She’s forced to stay and I need to know the reason behind that. So, please….help me”.

Yvonne scoffed and threw the remains of her cigarette on the floor.

“Fine. Let’s go. But just know you’re definitely paying for this” she chuckled and started walking away with Mica behind.

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Octavia was almost getting worried with the distance Moscow had driven without stopping. At a point, he reduced the speed of the car and began cruising.

Octavia was silent, stealing glances at him from time to time. Finally, he stopped. It was in front of a mall.

“This is going to be your first mission, blue eyes” he sn_gg@ed.

“See that police officer over there?”,

Octavia looked and saw the officer standing in front of the mall, beside a patrol car.

“I want you to go there and steal his wallet without him knowing”,

Octavia’s eyes dilated in shock.
What???

“Wh…What’re you talking about?” She stuttered, shock echoing in her voice.

“You heard me, blue eyes. I want you to my from the officer”. He repeated sarcastically.

“But that’s not possible” she scoffed.
“Its….Its dangerous. I might get caught”,

‘If you can’t do it, then you’re not fit to join the clan, Octavia. As a member of the X-family, you should be ready for risks – crazy risks. And this is one of them. You need to be smart and always prepared. So, tell me now, are you doing it? Or I should give the Master a call?”

Octavia’s heart pounded lightly. Steal from an armed policeman? Was this really a test?

Somehow, she felt he was just trying to get her into trouble.

She shot him a glare and opened the door of the car, going out.

She took in a deep breath, looked around, then proceeded towards the police officer.

You can do this, Octavia. You can do this – she reassured herself as she took slackened steps towards him.

Besides, you’ve stolen from a high security mall before – she continued.

You’ve stolen from a thief himself. So you can do this”,

She spotted the wallet in his trouser pocket. He was holding a cup of coffee with him and seemed to be operating his phone.

Getting to where he was, she purposely bumped into him and his coffee spilled on the floor, together with his phone – which she made fall off his hand with her powers.

“Hey! Kid, watch it!” He snapped.

“I’m so sorry, sir. I’m so sorry”, She gibbered as she bent quickly to pick them up.

She picked the empty cup of coffee with his phone and handed it to him.

“What am I doing with the empty cup? Learn to be more careful next time” he said strictly and she nodded and threw the cup on the floor.

Then she turned around and left, headed back to the car.

Moscow was watching keenly from the window. He eye- searched her hands for the wallet, but she wasn’t holding anything. What is she doing? He thought.

She got to the car, opened the door and took her seat beside him. Then, she reached for her back pocket and brought out the wallet, throwing it on his legs.

“Hope you’re satisfied?” She asked ironically and looked away.

Moscow was dumbfounded. How was she able to do it?

He stared at her for some seconds, then ignited the car and took off.
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Octavia’s eyes were glued throughout the rest of the drive to the camp.

There was no exchange of words between them – nothing at all.

Finally, they got to the premises and when Moscow parked the car, he came out with Octavia.

“Follow me”, he said in his deep voice and started walking while Octavia followed.

They walked into another building and ended up in a hall – the same hall Octavia had lost her virginity.

d@mn!

But there was no one in.

“Take off your clothes, Octavia. And get on the table” he turned to her and say and a muddled look crept into Octavia’s face.

What’s he talking about?

She was silent, confused and just stared at him.

“Do I have to repeat myself? Take them off” he said huskily and she asked:
“Why?”

“What do you mean why? I’m your trainer, Octavia. And it’s part of my responsibilities to train you in the aspect of segz and pleasure. Now, for the last time, take of.f your ¢Iothes”.

Octavia still didn’t make a move. There was no way she was doing it. She couldn’t.

“Are you disobeying me?”, he scoffed and she lowered her gaze.

“I can’t do it” she mumbled.

Immediately, he gripped her by the ne¢k and pushed her backwards until her back hit the wall. She groaned.

“You little br.@t!” He rasped, still holding her ne¢k.

“You have to do every single thing I say – do you understand? Your sister isn’t here to save you. And besides, you’re under my care!”

“Let me…go” she mumbled, holding his hand that held her neck.

She was tempted to fight him, push him off and pin him to the ceiling. But she tried to restrict herself.

Moscow was about tearing off her shirt when an authoritative voice finally came:

“Let her go”.

It was familiar – one any member of the Khalid clan would recognize.

Moscow quickly let go of her neck and turned to see Khalid standing at the doorway, his eyes on them.

He’d been watching the whole scenario from the window the whole time.

Octavia also turned to look at him, her heart beating heavily.

His eyes were specifically resting on her.

“Bring her to my room” he added and walked away.
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To be continued 💗