Chapter 3: Rich Man

This is what it's like to be sold by your parents. I usually read it from old medieval stories. But now I've experienced it myself.

I stood in front of a large gate, the two men who had brought me in earlier rang the bell and several other men appeared to open the gate.

"Wow, this house is huge! How many people live here?" I thought to myself.

Honestly, I feel a little unsure, this big house is really extraordinary. Compared to my house, my house is no different from a dog kennel.

 "Please come inside, Mr. Rafe is expecting you." said one of the ladies.

Wait, Rafe? I think I've heard this name before, no, not just before, I've heard it often.

"Rafe? With such a grand house, could he be the Rafe I know?" I thought to myself.

I'm a fan of TV gossip. Rafe is a name that has been discussed and reported quite a bit.

A man who was only twenty-five years old, but already very rich. There was a rumor that he had sold himself to the devil, and I believed it.

"How does someone so young get this wealthy?" I thought to myself.

But yes, I think I would also sell my soul to a demon to gain the same wealth. Oh, forget my illusions.

I was taken to a large room where a man with black hair, sharp eyes and a flat expression sat. The man was eating a dish whose name I didn't know, but it was certainly worth as much as my monthly allowance.

 "What's your name?" asked Rafe. The arrogant man who bought me didn't even seem to know my name.

"Luna" I answered briefly, I was honestly afraid of the man's gaze, it was sharp as if it could pierce through my chest.

 "Luna, I've paid your parents one million dollars. Now, you have two choices." he said again in a flat tone.

"What choices?" I asked nervously. Who wouldn't be nervous about being asked that. What if he asked me to do something embarrassing?

 "First, you can become my wife."

"Eh?" I was stunned. My brain took a while to process this information.

Wasn't the sold woman supposed to be a sex slave? Since when did the scenario change like this?

"Or secondly, you can leave right now and return to your parents' home." he replied flatly.

This again made my brain react slowly. This man bought me a million dollars worth of money and now he's telling me to go away. So what's the point of him buying me?

"Why?" I tried to digest the order, fearing that this was a dangerous trap.

"It's simple. I require a woman who submits to me completely. Disobedience? I won't tolerate it." Rafe said which made the veins on my forehead tighten.

That bastard, if only the situation were reversed and I was the rich one, I would buy this guy at his own price to be my laundry washer. Oh, how bad of me.

"Really? But what about the one million dollars you gave to my mom?" I asked again.

I knew my parents were assholes and bastards. They should be eternal in hell. But if the money is taken away, I could be the first person they throw to the afterlife.

 "I have no intention of taking it back."

"Are you serious?" I asked again. I didn't mean to upset this man, but the change in his gaze clearly showed that he was very upset right now.

"And you won't... pursue me if I decide to leave?" I asked again trying to figure out this guy's motives.

And yes, I did it. Not success in getting answers, but success in provoking the man's anger.

"Forget what I said earlier. Maid, prepare a room for this woman and escort her there."

 "Wait, what about the two choices you mentioned?"

 "Choices? I didn't offer any options."The rafe evasively admitted the options he gave me earlier.