Clara's povI left the mansion with my legs trembling below me, and even when I was dropped off in front of my apartment, I couldn't walk into my house due to how confused I was. It wasn't just to pay a debt of five hundred thousand dollars at this point, but to become his—not even in a thousand lifetimes will I ever choose him.My hands were squeezing tightly at the lower part of my gown, and my feet kept tapping the floor.“What should I do…?” The words barely formed from my mouth, while my eyes widened with what felt like being lost in myself.I can't afford to submit myself to a crime boss. After working so hard in college and planning my life, on how I was going to work in companies and build my career, only for me to end up as a stripper... and not by my choice, but by someone else's choice."Oh gosh... What have I gotten myself into..."My hands ran down my face as those words left my lips, and when I opened my eyes, Otis, my little dog, was wailing at me with his round, wide a
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