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Chapter 1 The beginning

Word Count: 1196    |    Released on: 17/03/2024

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ends a slap across my face that sends me to

ve mother. With a grunt, I tried to kneel straight so she could beat the crap out of me

ers of the dark office, with just the dimly lit candle on

he stormed in and threatened me with a dagger to strip" I paused gasping for

himself on me, sometimes beat me up. You have to believe me,Latee

o my skin with a glare that morphed her into a sc

o make a call clicking her fingers at her men

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so called mother whose face looked devilishly furious. she glared unblinkingly into the empty space.? Yes, I know I am not her chil

girls especially to men, she was a favorite in the black market. Silence s

y face snapp

uck down y

finger. My mother led the way into an elegant but well guarded mansi

guards whose gaze followed as we strolled down.

at smells flowery. There sat a ravishi

been w

re

ound and hitting Natasha's feet. She stared at me moving her legs away as

he sips a

d the tears as I struggl

ntly pulled my chin, examining it. She stroke

he lets go of my face le

e looks at me

better off h

ha, how much d

ten mi

a beaten battered lady" she

rs will fetch you

to get her wounds healed. Bea

n dollars a

out a scoff as she si

d for me like some object.

hen" she sound

my price

her who didn't spare me a look. She walks out with a vow to make sure m

savoring the taste of her

it together"

?" she had a war

ut, the heaviness in my chest tighten

l I started poisoning

n the glass table, makes her way toward

d by her guards. We walked into the hallway, past a set of body guards all lined out in

ows. We buy them, pick them off the street, the homeless and victims of sexual assault and rape. We

in, instilling fear. She was a

right amount of emotions does wonders you se

rent training tools and occupied by several ladies who kept training as Natas

rained starting tomorrow." I

fe I want. I cannot do this" I plea

at. I paid a great load

out for this

om

he door revealing a gloomy room, a foul stench escapes the room of dried blood stained on the old gray walls.

ground. The tiny light buld dangling right about ligh

s,watches as a hug

fortune selling her organs

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