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The girls who weren't tied up exchanged glances and replied, "SALE, haven't you heard of it?"

Aurora shook her head blankly. SALE? Was it a promotional mall? Why was she brought here? As forced labor?

The girls snickered silently, and Aurora, growing impatient, demanded, "What place is this, exactly?"

"It's what you call a red-light district, only more luxurious and more brutal. Those of you who are tied up are either sold or abducted, while we are here voluntarily," One of the girls replied.

Aurora cursed internally. Elowen, that little bitch, had sold her into an international version of the red-light district?

Aurora looked at them and asked, "There are people who come here voluntarily?"

One girl nodded and said, "This place is full of high-ranking officials and rich heirs. Just getting close to one can bring in unimaginable amounts of money."

Aurora clicked her tongue and said, "I don't need money, can they just let me go?"

The girl shrugged, "Once you're here, unless a client bu