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CHAPTER 6. STOP THE FUCKING CAR!
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“Move Slut…”I was being pushed forward, fully facing the men waiting to have me as one of their possessions.Their gazes crawled over me like filthy hands, stripping me bare even though I was already exposed. Many were already staring down at me like I should have been kneeling at their feet, sucking their disgusting balls.A deep, gravelly voice from the front row cut through the room.“So Dimitri had this perfect toy but decided to let us waste money on lesser things before finally bringing her out, huh?”The speaker was an older man, likely in his fifties, his sagging skin barely visible beneath the thick haze of cigarette smoke curling from his lips. Two blondes, no older than I was—were kneeling between his legs, their fingers wrapped around his cock as they played with him like a pet. He barely spared them a glance.Toy. That’s all these bastards saw me as? A fucking toy?My blood turned to ice, and my pulse hammered against my ribs. I can’t be sold. I won’t let this happen.
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What?I stopped in my tracks, shock tightening around me like a vice. What does he mean by that? Why is he telling me not to thank him?This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. I had begged him, practically pleaded for him to buy me, thinking I could negotiate a refund afterward. And now, standing here, I found myself speechless, my lips slightly parted, unable to form the words swirling in my mind.The way he looked at me. So unreadable, so detached, sent an uneasy chill down my spine. I wanted to understand him, to grasp whatever he was thinking, but it felt like I was staring into a void."Because in two hours, you'll regret ever begging me to buy you."Two hours?A shudder ran through me. What could possibly happen in two hours?I wasn’t sure how long I stared at him, my thoughts a tangled mess, but nothing made sense. My mind refused to catch up."Get her to the car, Lissa."His sharp voice cut through my daze like a blade. I inhaled sharply, suddenly aware of the way my body tremb
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My blood turned to ice, my breath hitching in my throat as the words echoed through the auction hall."Sold to Il Mietitore!"The name alone sent a violent tremor down my spine. Il Mietitore. The Reaper. The very man Cyril had talked about. The one they all dared. And I had begged him to buy me.I just sold myself to the devil. What the hell have I done?Panic clawed at my chest, but I forced myself to keep my head up. Breathe, Eva. Stay calm. But how could I, when the air around me had thickened with his presence? He stood in the center of the room, tall and imposing, commanding attention without even asking for it. His gaze swept over me effortlessly, as if stripping me bare with just a glance.A shudder rolled through me, unbidden. My breath hitched. The urge to look anywhere but at him eats me up. But I couldn't.“Come here.”The voice was quiet, yet it cut through my very body like a knife. Low, smooth, and laced with quiet authority. I flinched before I could stop myself.Slow
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“Move Slut…”I was being pushed forward, fully facing the men waiting to have me as one of their possessions.Their gazes crawled over me like filthy hands, stripping me bare even though I was already exposed. Many were already staring down at me like I should have been kneeling at their feet, sucking their disgusting balls.A deep, gravelly voice from the front row cut through the room.“So Dimitri had this perfect toy but decided to let us waste money on lesser things before finally bringing her out, huh?”The speaker was an older man, likely in his fifties, his sagging skin barely visible beneath the thick haze of cigarette smoke curling from his lips. Two blondes, no older than I was—were kneeling between his legs, their fingers wrapped around his cock as they played with him like a pet. He barely spared them a glance.Toy. That’s all these bastards saw me as? A fucking toy?My blood turned to ice, and my pulse hammered against my ribs. I can’t be sold. I won’t let this happen.
