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Chapter Eleven: "Strip"

Author: Lashes
last update Last Updated: 2024-07-13 06:01:20

No, I'll meet you there. Juan replied to his text and then tucked his phone in his pocket.

"I do not want to leave this place," Arya said. "I am terrified. What if I get kidnapped or worse, I get—" Arya wanted to play victim so she could go through the house and know the best way to escape but Juan was not having any of it.

"You will be with me, you will be safe."

She pursed her lips and resolved to follow him when a thought crossed her mind. If she was to go out with Juan, then it was going to be easier for her to run away. The only problem she had was that she had no form of money.

A maid was already waiting in the room and a dress had been laid out for her together with jewellery pieces. Arya's eyes ran over it, trying to calculate their worth. If she ran away with the jewellery on her, she could get it sold and have some money to run away.

"The dress is beautiful," she smiled at Juan.

"Go on, wear it."

"Um... Can you excuse me then? I have to change."

"How does my presence pr
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