Sold 2 The Mafia Boss

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sery I now called life. I had watched her fade away slowly

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the kind I couldn't have ima

e for me in her absence revealed himself to be a monster. He

k back, and an icy glare. But as time passed, his hatred for me g

his punch

st my skin leaving marks that

go to school as my arms, legs, and back bec

t didn't matter anymore. Pain had be

cked me in the basement for hours, sometimes days, without food. I

t me alive. He would stand over me as I ate, watching with a smu

kneel for hours. My knees would scrape against the cold, hard floor until the skin was raw

time he pressed a knife to my s

sh, drawing blood that dripped

" he said, his ton

ed me physically and emotionally. My arms, legs, and b

a burden. And when his debts gre

to me. All I knew was that I was being handed over

hey dragged me into their world-a hidden under

living nightmare. I was thrown into a c

he salty tang of tears. Around me, other girls huddled in

ive atmosphere. Others sat in silence, staring blank

ays bled into months, a

es cold, treating us like animals. Food was sca

The air grew thick with dread as men wit

et as they were dragged away. Some fought back, their screams piercing th

. But prayers meant noth

everythin

rket stilled. The traffic

ne important enough to make e

ed tones. The tension in the

n... I

intimidating. Tall and broad-shouldered, he moved

e accentuated by the dim light. He was handsome in a way t

ouldn't notice me. But he did. His gaze

ordered, hi

kers forced me to my feet. My legs shook beneath me, but I

said, his tone leaving

of the cage with rough hands. I stumbled as the

" he ordered. "

and dressed in clothes that barely covered me. The fabr

ecognized-a girl with hollow eyes, bruised

felt the weight of my fate settle

ut I could feel the weight of his e

oat. The mansion was stunning, its grandeur both beautiful and classy,

t o

my legs barely holding me u

ehind me, I knew ther

him now. His

ed that my nightmare wasn't