The story revolves around Malia, an 18-year-old girl who discovers that her aunt, who raised her after her parents' death, is a sex slave trader. When a mafia lord rejects all the sex slaves offered to him and requests Malia instead, she must find a way to escape her aunt's clutches and the mafia lord's dangerous world.
Malia had always known her Aunt Clara as a kind and caring person. She had taken Malia in when she was just a child, after her parents' tragic death in a car accident. Aunt Clara had raised Malia as her own, providing for her every need and giving her a comfortable life.
But as Malia grew older, she began to notice that Aunt Clara's lifestyle was not as ordinary as she had thought. There were always strange people coming and going from their house, and Aunt Clara would often leave for days at a time, saying she was on business trips.
Malia had never questioned Aunt Clara's activities, assuming that she was just a successful businesswoman. But on her 18th birthday, everything changed.
Aunt Clara had thrown Malia a big party, inviting all of her friends and even some of Aunt Clara's business associates. But as the night wore on, Malia began to notice that some of the guests were acting strangely. They were all men, and they seemed to be looking at her with an intensity that made her uncomfortable.
As the party came to a close, Aunt Clara pulled Malia aside and handed her a small box. "Happy birthday, Malia," she said, her eyes gleaming with a strange light. "I have a special gift for you."
Malia opened the box, expecting to find a piece of jewelry or a new phone. But instead, she found a small, intricately carved wooden box. Inside the box was a note, written in Aunt Clara's handwriting.
"Malia, my dear," the note read. "I know you're curious about my business. But the truth is, I'm not just a businesswoman. I'm a trader. And you, my dear, are the most valuable commodity I have."
Malia's eyes widened in horror as she realized the truth. Aunt Clara was a sex slave trader, and Malia was her latest commodity.
But before Malia could react, a loud voice boomed from the living room. "Clara, my dear," the voice said. "I see you're still in the business."
Malia turned to see a tall, imposing man standing in the doorway. He was dressed in a tailored suit, and his eyes seemed to bore into Malia's very soul.
"Who is this?" Malia asked Aunt Clara, trying to keep her voice steady.
"This is Mr. Jenkins," Aunt Clara replied, her voice dripping with deference. "He's one of my most valued clients."
Malia's eyes narrowed as she watched Mr. Jenkins. There was something about him that seemed off, something that made her skin crawl.
But before she could react, Mr. Jenkins spoke again. "Clara, I've seen all the girls you have to offer," he said. "But none of them are what I'm looking for. I want something fresh, something new."
Aunt Clara's eyes flickered to Malia, and for a moment, Malia thought she saw a glimmer of fear there.
"I think I have just the thing," Aunt Clara said, her voice dripping with honey. "My niece, Malia. She's 18 now, and she's a real beauty."
Malia's eyes widened in horror as she realized what was happening. Aunt Clara was offering her to Mr. Jenkins, like a piece of merchandise.
But Mr. Jenkins just laughed. "I'm not interested in any of the girls you have to offer," he said. "But I am interested in Malia. I'll give you a million dollars for her."
Malia's heart skipped a beat as she realized the true extent of her aunt's betrayal. She was being sold, like a slave.
And as she looked into Mr. Jenkins' eyes, she knew that she was in grave danger. She had to escape, and fast.
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