Trafficked to the Viper's Don

A plate of fried rice and beef, along with a cup of water, was pushed into the room for me before it shut. I ran to pick it up and then sat down on the floor to eat. I don't care where the food came from or whether it is poisonous or not. Besides, I was extremely hungry. i devoured the food like a lion before gulping the water down my throat. However, the door opened in no time, and two women entered, carrying a grave face and a nylon bag in their hands. Without any warning, one of them grabbed me from the floor and dragged me towards the bathroom. "Who are you?" "Let me go!" I yelled at them, but my screams fell on deaf ears, and their grip tightened. They rough-handled me in the bathroom, pulling my clothes fiercely before bathing me. I tried to protest, but I only got a series of slaps, making me go numb and tired. After the bathing section, they sat me down on the dressing table. They began to style my hair into a bun. Behind my head before, I was forced to wear a black bra, black pants, and a net gown, leaving my body half exposed. I gripped my chest, trying to cover my breasts that were exposed to the naked eyes. Before I could think of anything else, a blindfold was tied around my eyes again and my hands were chained with handcuffs, and I felt my body rise from the stool by the hands of the women, then I felt my bare feet cleaning the floor as I was dragged away. "Where are they taking me to?!"