Her Twin Alpha Mates

ALLISON'S POV I knelt on the cold, hard floor as my body trembled. Tears streamed down my face, and I could barely see through the blur of my vision. My dress was torn, stained, and ruined, reminding me of what I had just been through. My head throbbed with pain, and my heart ached with sadness. My wolf whimpered inside me, echoing my own agony. Draco, my boss, paced back and forth in the room, muttering to himself. I could see that he was frustrated and angry with me. The tension in the room was so thick that I could cut it with a knife. I was scared of what he would do to me. I had annoyed him and Draco wasn't the type to let things go easily. He was ruthless. I shivered, trying to gather the courage to speak, but my voice was unsteady. I was too weak and broken to say anything. I was scared of saying the wrong thing. What if I made him even more annoyed? How did I get myself into this mess? I was tired of it all. "Master Draco," I finally managed to whisper "Please, hear me out" He turned sharply. His eyes blazed with anger. "What did you say?" he snapped. "I can't do this," I said, my voice breaking. "I can't do what you want me to." Before I could finish, he walked over to me and slapped me across the face. The force of his hit sent me sprawling to the floor. Pain exploded in my cheek, and I gasped in shock, clutching my face. More tears spilled from my eyes. "Look at me!" he demanded. Trembling, I turned to look at him. A look of regret briefly crossed his face. Draco sighed heavily. He knelt beside me, lifting my chin to inspect the damage. I trembled more under his touch. "I'm sorry for that," he said "I shouldn't have slapped you. I need your face to stay perfect, even though you're giving me a lot of trouble." My tears mingled with the blood from my split lip. "Please, master Draco," I begged "Let me go. I can't take it anymore." He laughed loudly, shaking his head. "Let you go?" he spoke "And how do you propose to pay me back the money I spent on you? Fifty million dollars, Allison. Do you have that kind of money?" I knew it was a lie. He had bought me and Wendy, my friend, for a few dollar bills. We had both been in the same orphanage before Draco came and took us away. But I was in no position to argue. He held all the power, and I was just a pawn in his cruel game. Wendy and I were both orphans. Life at the orphanage hadn't been great but it was way better than this. When the orphanage caught fire, we ran away together. Sadly, we got captured by slavers while we wandered in the forest. A while later, we were both sold off to Draco. Draco ran an elite p**********n ring. No matter how many clients he set me up with, I couldn't do it. I couldn't sleep with a man for money. The thought of it seemed so wrong. Whenever I was brought to a client, I ended up begging for him not to touch me. As a result, I was always beaten. "Please," I whispered again, my voice breaking. "I can't do it. I can't be with them." Draco's expression hardened, and he stood up, towering over me. "You don't have a choice," he said coldly. "You belong to me, Allison. And you will do as I say." I felt a fresh wave of tears in my eyes. The hurt I felt suffocated me. "But I can't," I repeated. Draco's patience snapped, and he grabbed me by the arm, pulling me to my feet. "Enough!" he shouted. "You will do as I say, or I will make you wish you had never been born." I cried even louder. Fear gripped me tightly. My body shook with fear and hopelessness. "Please," I whispered one last time, but I knew it was no use. There was no mercy in Draco's heart, no compassion. He was a monster, and I was trapped in his twisted game. "Get ready for the next client," he ordered, pushing me towards the door. "And remember, you belong to me. There is no escape." I walked out of the room, feeling more helpless than ever. I sobbed as I walked down the hallway. My body was weak and my heart ached deeply. My wolf whimpered in defeat. My spirit was broken. I wished for someone to save me from this hell but that seemed impossible. I stumbled back to my cold, empty room. I curled up in a corner. My body shook with sobs as I cried. Fear and sadness gripped me tightly. The sound of heels clicking against the floor made me look up. Wendy entered the room. Instantly, her presence filled the space with the strong scent of her expensive perfume. She was dressed in a shiny tight red dress. Her hair was perfectly curled and her make up was flawless. She looked every bit the high-class woman Draco had molded her into. "Well, well, look at you," Wendy sneered "Crying in the corner like a pathetic little loser. That's what you are anyway" I wiped my tears "Wendy, please, I can't do this anymore. We need to get out of here." She laughed "Get out? You're joking, right? You're losing because you refuse to play the game, Allison. You could have everything I have if you just stopped being such a coward." "I don't want any of this. I just want to be free." Wendy stepped closer. Her perfume made me cough as it filled my nose. "Free? There's no such thing as freedom for us. We belong to Draco, and the sooner you accept that, the better off you'll be." I looked at her in disbelief. My heart ached for the friend I had lost. Images flooded my mind, memories of happier times when Wendy and I were inseparable. We had shared everything, our hopes, our dreams, our fears. We had been more than friends; we had been sisters. But Draco had changed her. He twisted her into something unrecognizable. "Do you remember when we were in the orphanage? We used to dream about escaping together, finding a better life. What happened to that, Wendy?" Her expression hardened. "That was before. This is reality. Grow up." "Please," I begged, reaching out to hold her hand. "We can escape again. We can find a way out of this together." Wendy's eyes darkened. She pulled me up and grabbed me by the throat, slamming me against the wall. Her grip was tight, cutting off my air supply. "You're a jealous b***h," she hissed. "If you ruin things for me, I'll kill you." I struggled to breathe. My hands clawed at hers, trying to loosen her hold. Tears streamed down my face, and my vision blurred. "Wendy, please," I choked out. She released me suddenly, and I crumpled to the floor, coughing and gasping for air. Wendy stood over me. Her eyes were filled with cold fury. "Stay out of my way," she said "Or you'll regret it." With that, she turned on her heel and left the room, slamming the door behind her. I laid on the floor. My body was wracked with sobs. I knew I had to find a way out of here. How? I didn't know yet but I knew that somehow, someday, I would be free.