Prologue
"Hello, somebody help me, please! Anybody, can you hear me?" I called out, my voice echoing in the confined space.
"Keep your mouth shut and remain calm. No one can hear you," a gruff voice responded.
"Please, where am I? Why am I being tied up? I need to go back to my husband and family," I pleaded with my vision blurry.
The short, bald man gave a long, mocking laugh. "Husband? The same husband who has rejected you and sold you out?"
"Sold? What do you mean sold? He would never do that," I said, my voice shaking.
"You have been sold, and you are going to meet your new owner. So stop screaming and preserve your strength. I will bring you food later." With that, he left.
I sank to the floor as tears flooded my eyes....
Being sold for the second time, here I was, tied up in a container on a ship in the middle of an ocean, heading to an unknown destination.
The only thing I could remember was driving to the office to meet up with Carl for the investors meeting when a car ran into mine, causing my car to somersault.
Because of my negligence and rushing to get to the office, I forgot to wear a seatbelt. I was ejected from the car, landing hard on the ground.
I struggled desperately to rise but was devoid of strength, my whole body throbbing with pain until I became unconscious. Only to wake up and find myself here.
Pain radiated throughout my body, especially my face.
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The man in charge, I guess, came back afterwards with some bread and water, which I grabbed quickly from his hands and shoved into my mouth. I was famished and couldn't take it slowly.
I didn't wait to swallow the bread before gulping the water down my throat. After that, I fell asleep, only to be woken up by the clicking sound of the keys used to lock the container I was in.
I opened my eyes and stretched my weak body. I didn't know how long I had been in the container.
He got in and untied me, leading me out.
"Is she the one?" a deep, husky voice said.
"Yes, boss, she is," the man replied.
He walked towards me slowly and stopped right in front of me, puffing thick smoke into the air.
"She would serve just fine as my sex slave. Get her in the car," he said.
"Sex what?!" I blurted out, throwing up on his clothes....