My mind was a fog, I couldn't think properly. What was I expecting, anyway? I was sold to him. The Mafia bought me. For no good reason, I had not imagined he might want something more than turning me to his sex toy.A personal slave? I scoffed quietly. I bet Moore had no idea I caught that phrase, and If she did, she's good at pretending.“We are here…” Moore called, snapping me back to the moment.I lifted my head and met her gaze, confused for a second before following her gesture toward a door. She smiled, then inserted a key into the lock, twisted the handle, and opened the door.If I were in the right state of mind—if this wasn’t what it was, I might have gasped at the room’s beauty. She walked in gracefully and gestured for me to follow. I stepped in slowly. The room was spacious, elegant, and nothing like the prison I had expected.“Where…”“Your room, Miss,” she said, cutting me off. “Master specifically asked that you be kept here.”“Kept here…”The words felt like an insult.
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