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FOURTY SIX

❧ Fiorella ☙

"Let no one touch her until she is bought and paid for," he says, in a voice that echoes through the room. A few groans and protests are heard, but they die down and then silence reigns.

I am lifted onto a low stage or platform and left in an elevated position to be inspected. I plead with every god I can think of that no one go against their order to touch me. At any moment, I fear the vomit will spiral out of some hidden depth.

Of course, it doesn't. I shouldn't like how protective he sounds or the tight grip he keeps on my neck. It's almost comforting to feel possessed by him, I can't afford to be disappointed.

He escorts me through a warehouse full of people wanting to buy from me. As far as I'm concerned, this place could burn to the ground with everyone in it. He leans in and whispers, "Behave yourself." I put on my worst fake smile and, not bothering to lower my voice, tell him, "Fuck off."

His hand tightens on my neck for a moment, and then he pushes me away, rele
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