Chapter 2 "Sold as Slave"

My flee was a failure. 

The loan shark caught me. To be precise, they kidnapped me out of force. And no one in the world cares, even if I went missing all night. 

They covered my eyes with a blindfold as they took me somewhere. I couldn’t ask where because they put duct tape on my mouth. 

‘So, this is how I’m gonna die?’ 

I heard that illegal lenders used force and violence to scare the debtors. Will they bring me to the cliff's edge and kill me with a gun? 

[“I don’t care if you don’t have money. Because I know a way you can pay me back. Use your body.”]

When I recalled the boss’s words, every hair on my skin stood up. I knew he had no plan of killing me. No businessman would like to kill his goods. And yes, I am the goods. 

Waiting for what will going to happen, I clenched my fists above my lap and listened carefully to my surroundings. 

‘The car stopped.’ 

“Get out!” 

Followed by a loud voice; a firm grip pulled my arm and dragged me out of the car. I couldn’t see where I’d go, so I let them take me.

The ground was flat. 

There was the smell of cigarettes, used boxes, thick dust, and rust around the place. 

When I heard my steps echoing, I imagined I was inside a huge storage room or secret warehouse. 

Now that I am here, the anxiety kicked in. 

I kept asking myself if I would die here as if dying wasn’t a big deal. But deep inside, I knew I was damn scared and that I was barely pulling my spirit from coming out of my body by diverting my mind. 

“Sit down!” 

‘Ack!’ 

Two men pushed me down on a chair. 

‘That hurts.’ 

Sitting cluelessly, I began to hear conversation near my side. 

“I am sure you will definitely like it.”

“I have high anticipation.” 

Steps. Steps. Steps. 

As the steps grew louder, my heart pounded for a one-second beat. 

“Do you usually sell women?” 

“No. This is my first time selling one. Her father died before paying his debts. Then, you approached me and asked me if I had a woman to sell. Since she had no money, I thought I could sell her to you.” 

‘They were talking about me. 

Raw anger shot through me as I swallowed the frustration. 

How can they decide about my life just for money?! 

“We’re here. That’s the woman, Sir.” 

The steps stopped. 

“The body is good. But I couldn’t see her face. Take off the blindfold and the duct tape.” 

Someone untied the blindfold. I opened my eyes, but my sight was still blurry. I had to blink a few more times to adjust to the sudden light. Then, my eyes looked forward.

In front of me, I saw two men. 

One was the loan shark boss. 

The other, I have no idea. 

He has droopy eyes, long blonde hair tied with a ponytail, a straight nose, a small face, and angelic looks. He might be the prettiest guy in the world. 

But then again, I have no time to get mesmerized by a villain’s beauty. 

‘He came here to buy a person. So, he is an assh*le too.’ 

“Ahhh!” I shouted when I felt the stinging pain around my mouth. 

My eyes automatically glared at the person who pulled the duct tape without warning. 

‘I thought I lost my mouth.’ 

“I like her,” the pretty man said, which pulled my gaze back to him. 

He rubbed his chin while scrutinizing me from head to toe. That made me feel creepy. 

“She’s perfect,” he added before clapping his hand as if he just finished watching a fabulous theater piece, and the red velvet curtain fell. “How old is she?” 

“25.” 

“Work?”

“Just finished college.” 

“Has boyfriend?” 

“Well, if she has, we can just beat her boyfriend and threaten him to break up with her.” 

Weirdly, I heard something that makes sense. It’s unfortunate that Mikhail and I have broken already. I could have someone to take my revenge on him. What a waste. 

"Ohhh. If that’s the case, then that’s good," the blonde man said. "I don't care how much the price is. So, give her to me." 

“$5 million.” 

“Five million dollars?” 

“The lady has a good face.” 

‘Wait. He will sell me for five million dollars?! My father’s debts are only $2.5 million!’ 

Hah! 

Look at me worrying about how greedy this man is. 2.5 million or 5 million, the ending is still the same. I will be sold! 

“All right. I’ll take her.” 

“As expected from a man like you. When will you wire the money?” 

The blonde man gestured toward the other man standing behind him. Then after seconds…

“Finally received,” the loan shark boss said with a wide smile while looking at his phone screen. 

It was so fast.

With just one word and one click, I was sold. 

I glared at the blonde man who paid my father’s debt and bought my whole body. He met my gaze and then smiled. 

“Does she bite?” he asked, tilting his head. “She looks like a cat that will scratch me with claws.” 

He walked closer to me and observed my face. 

‘Disgusting rich brats!’ 

 I trembled just by looking at evil men like them! 

“Don’t worry,” the loan shark boss said. “If she even tried to escape or harm you, we will catch her and kill her immediately.” 

Right.

No matter how angry I am, I have no power right now.

No family. No friends. No money.

Everyone left me. 

Without knowing, I am already crying. I only realized that I was when I saw big drops of tears drizzling down my legs. 

“Hush now,” a warm voice called me, and then I felt a hand touching my cheek.

Slowly, I looked up and met his brown eyes. 

“Don’t cry. As long as you obey me, I won’t kill you,” he said. 

Is he… comforting me? 

The man who bought me for $5 million was giving me comfort? 

‘What a load of b*llshit!’ 

“From today onwards,” He continued, “I am your master, and you are my slave. If you play nice, I'll treat you well."

Couldn’t contain the disgust any longer, I spit on his face. 

‘Pwe!’ 

My saliva shot onto his cheek, which made him close his eyes. 

‘I have no regrets. He deserves it!’ 

“Just kill me,” I said while gritting my teeth. 

His trembling hand wiped the saliva off his face. He chuckled huskily before looking back at me. And then…

Pak!

He slapped my face.

The tingling sensation spread on my cheek. My widened eyes slowly peered back at him, and my whole system quivered when I saw the cold expression on his face.

He looks like an ax executioner who was about to sentence me right now. 

“Don’t test my patience, my dear slave. I am crazier than I look,” he said before smiling sweetly at me. 

‘Crazy!’