DANIEL
Muhammed really thinks that I am here to catch up with him about our lives. I am actually here to teach him one big lesson that he will never forget. We used to be good friends, but what he did on my ship has made me realise that we cannot be friends anymore. He crossed the line, and I will not let it go until he pays.
Trafficking young girls and women??? f**k! Now I am no longer surprised about all these women who lived here. They have been forced to be here. One woman is already a f*****g pain in the ass. He has eleven women living under the same roof for crying out loud. Capo is taking care of the girl we found on the ship, and she finally spoke up.
She said that she was not the only one, but because Muhammed liked her, he sold other girls to other human traffickers. So, when they get here in this house, they get prostituted, so this island is like a secret brothel. Men tend to come here and pay big money to have “fun” with the girls. Rich men like politicians, celebrities, and even Mafias, but as for me, I own clubs, even a strip club. Girls come to me looking for jobs, but I never force them into it. My wife was a woman of philanthropy, and I would never disappoint her like this… although I am kind of getting out of order with her daughter. I will not force Yolanda to love me and be with me, but I will teach her. I still regret the day I hit her. It should have never happened.
“So, my friend. How are businesses in South Africa?” Muhammed asks, dropping a glass of whiskey on the small table in front of me.
“Smooth, although I want to expand some of my businesses to other countries. Are you interested?” I ask, taking the glass from the table.
“What kind of business? You know, I have a shipment that needs transport, so I don’t know if you would mind if we do business regarding your ship?”
Interesting!
“It depends. What kind of shipping do you want to use my ship for?”
“Well...” As he was about to answer, one of his women whom I believe they are in their twenties approach us on the porch and excuses herself for interrupting us. She just wanted to let us know that lunch will be ready in a few minutes.
“Muhammed, you do know that I respect you, right?” I start as soon as the woman leaves. “But I feel f*****g disrespected by you. The way you are asking about my ship now, you should have come to me in the beginning before to ask to use it for your shipment. I know about this private brothel of yours, and I know that you forced these women here. Muhammed, you f*****g crossed me, and you already know that I do not take this handsomely. You thought I wouldn’t find out about this crap?”
“I was desperate and knowing that your ship was the only ship heading here, I had to. Come on, it can’t be a big deal,”
I chuckle, shaking my head.
“Do you think that I am worried about my ship? You know me and you know who I am, Muhammed. You know how I deal with people who cross the Alpha. I have daughters, and I would hate for someone to take them and sell them. I am going to put an end to this,”
“No, you won’t! This is my territory, and you would be making a big mistake. I respect you a lot, Alpha, but what I do here is none of your concern. I can hook you up with one of the girls if you like,”
The nerve! It irks me that money matters more than these girls’ lives. I am a very bad man, but I am not cut up for this bullshit. This is a big problem for me, and I am happy to handle it myself.
“Baba, lunch is ready,” The woman comes back and announces.
I shake my head.
“We are coming, my love,” He says.
I get up first, and just as he is about to, he falls back on his seat. I tilt my head, looking at him struggle to get up like a drunk person. I lean over to him and hold his chin.
“Dizzy? You are underestimating me, pal. You did not even see me dropping something in your drink. When I say I am going to end this, I mean it. Right now, you are going to feel drunk and do what drunk people do. In the next fifteen to twenty minutes, you will be sweating, then having pains around your chest before you collapse. I would suggest we get inside and have the last meal together. I cannot wait to see the girls’ faces when they realise that you are dying.” I help him up before we head inside his luxurious villa.
“I wanted to make this quick, but I am sure that the girls would love to watch you slowly die. In two hours, this place would be filled with my men, and this place would be turned upside down, and my kids and I will be watching from afar with my girls,” I bitterly laugh.
“You will not get out of here alive, Alpha. My men will kill you,”
“Your men? Do you even know who your men are? Not unless I kill you first, My friend. I can tolerate everything that you do but kidnapping girls and turning them into prostitutes is where I draw a line between our friendship. Come on, pull yourself together and let’s have a merry lunch with our girls.”
***
Lunch for me is going so damn well, but everyone can see that something is wrong with Muhammed. He is looking like a dying person, and some of his women who have probably adjusted to life here seem so concerned about him, they are even taking him to his bedroom. On the other hand, one of my girls is looking at me suspiciously, and I think we can all guess who that might be.
“Is he going to be okay, dad?” Anele asks as we get up to leave.
Of course, he won’t die, but what I gave him will cause damage to his body. This is to torture him for every girl that he ruined.
“He probably had a lot to drink. Let’s go back to our villa.”
I notice Capo walking up to us, so I meet him halfway.
"The yacht is ready for you to return. Everything is sorted," He says.
"What is sorted?" Yolanda asks, and Capo shies his face away. "Do you know these men?"
"Girls, head to the yacht and I will find you there. The guards will escort you out," I say. "Are the girls ready to leave?" I ask Capo after my daughters leave.
"Yes, but we have two stubborn girls that refuse to go, and they might jeopardise the escape, causing the guards to notice, so we need to get this done quickly. The choppers are ten minutes away," He explains.
"Good. I trust you with this. Take care and call me as soon as you got all the girls out."
***
While the girls are packing because we are leaving tomorrow, I am sitting on the recliner chair, watching as the helicopters fly over Muhammed’s Island just ten kilometres away. I take my glass of whiskey and gulp it all at once before I get up, and just as I turn, Yolanda is right in front of me.
“I am starting to think that you want me more than I want you, Yolanda,”
“I don’t want paedophiles! Look, I do not know what is happening there, but I know that you are involved, Daniel. Why are those girls there?” She strictly points to Muhammed’s Island. Gosh, she is so mad and sexy at the same time, but I do not like the tone she is using right now.
“You need to tone it down and watch what you are saying to me,”
“Or what? Are you going to belt me the way you did the day my mom died, you piece of s**t?”
“Yolanda!” I sternly and firmly warn her.
“No, Daniel. I have lost respect for you. You prostitute girls, don’t you, and you took us all there so that you can put me into it too? I hate you, Daniel!”
“Keep quiet, young lady. You do not know what you are talking about!” I semi-shout.
“I know what I am talking about, Daniel, and…”
“Call me Daniel one more time, little girl I swear I will…” I aggressively warn her, but she cuts me off.
“You will what, Daniel!?”
I quickly pick her up and carry her on my shoulders before I stride to the left wing of the Villa.
“What are you doing? Get me off, paedo man!”
“Behave yourself, young lady, or I will spank you!” I walk into the left-wing house and close the door before I throw her on the bed. “You listen to me, Yolanda. I had nothing to do with what was happening on that island and I had no idea of what was happening until the other night which you don’t have to know about because you are still young and won’t understand and I don’t intend to explain any f*****g thing to you, but I will tell you one thing about that place,”
“And do you expect me to believe everything that you say? You married my mother, knowing that you wanted a fifteen-year-old girl like me. Why won’t I believe that you were not part of that Island, Daniel, paedo man?”
“You need to f*****g stop calling me that! If I was do you think that I would have waited this long to confess my feelings to you?”
“I don’t know, maybe you couldn’t express it because mom was still alive and you waited for her to die, right? I will tell you what I think, DANIEL! You took us there because you thought after seeing all those girls there living a blissful life, I would come running to you and beg for that life. I hate to disappoint you, dear daddy but I was not flattered by any of that s**t,”
Hearing her cuss so much makes me want to lose it. I think I hate this fierceness side of her because I am getting so f*****g annoyed. I growl and grab her by her wrists and lie her on her back on the bed before I get on top of her and bondage her with my body. She immediately starts crying, but she must know her place right now.
“You will never talk to me like that, ever again, do you hear me!? You are getting too disrespectful right now and I am losing my cool with you. I have daughters and if anything like that ever happens to any of you, I would spit fire everywhere until those bustards pay. I took you there so that I do not look suspicious. You did not even realise that most of the security there was mine and that i***t could not even realise that… did you notice Capo, the scary face man? He came to me to let me know that the yacht was ready for us to return here, and everything is sorted. They were there to rescue the girls to safety, dammit! That is how far I can tell you and I don’t care if you believe it or not but pull yourself together and do not even dare to say a word to the girls. I hope I am making myself clear, baby girl.” I let go of her and get off the bed.
I heave a sigh, walk towards the window, and quietly listen to the choppers flying around.
“Do you hear that? I ordered that to end that brothel there. I may be a lot of things, but I never want girls or women to be forced into such s**t. Your mother would hate me and make sure to punish me,”
She sits up on the bed and hugs her legs, looking downs as she cries.
“Don’t speak about my mom. She was the only thing that mattered to me. Now she is gone, and I have no one by my side. My father cannot even send me a message to at least tell me that he still remembers me and considers me his daughter,”
“Baby, I am here, and I will never neglect you,”
“Just stop, okay? You are only saying that for your own benefit. Mom already hates you wherever she is, and you never loved her,”
“I loved your mother, Yolanda,”
“Shut up and never talk about her. You never loved her because if you did, you wouldn’t be a paedophile towards me,”
“I am not… argh, never mind. I am out of here.” I snap my tongue and prance towards the door and bang it after I walk out.
Aksara