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.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."