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Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE Amelia’s POV “Five million!”“It’s a deal then. Check if she’s intact so we can sell her off!”Tears burned my eyes as I sat curled in the corner of the room. The thick cloth gag between my teeth pinned my tongue down, smothering my pleas for mercy.My gaze wandered to the other end of the room where three men stood, their backs turned to me as they discussed the price of selling me off like a bag of potatoes.One of them turned, a grin spreading across his lips when he saw me struggling against the restraints binding my wrists and ankles.“Give up. You’re about to be sold to the highest bidder,” he said, crouching down to my level. He gripped my chin, forcing it up, his fingers digging into my skin.“You’re still intact, and you seem fine. I’m sure the men will go crazy at the sight of you.” His tongue darted out to wet his lips, his eyes devouring me lustfully.I jerked my face away, and his finger scraped across my cheek. Pain stung instantly, and

Chapter 2

CHAPTER TWOAmelia’s POV A weak whimper left my lips when I was thrown roughly to the floor. I immediately scooted back in fear, my eyes darting around to take in my surroundings.To my dismay, I wasn’t the only one abducted. There were several girls my age here too. The only difference was that they were dressed in slutty outfits, while I still wore the crop top and jeans I’d had on at the club.I swallowed hard as a tall woman approached me. She might have been pretty if not for the heavy makeup caked on her face. As she got closer, a shiver crawled down my spine.She stopped in front of me and grabbed my chin, pressing my cheeks between her fingers. The rough calluses against my skin made me realize—this wasn’t a woman at all. It was a man dressed as one.“Bring another dress for her. She can’t be auctioned this way,” she announced. One of the men exited the room immediately.At first, I didn’t fully grasp the danger I was in—until her words sank in.Auctione

Chapter 3

CHAPTER THREEAmelia’s POV What am I supposed to do now?Beg for my freedom?The leather seat creaked as I shifted uncomfortably, the faint scent of cigarette smoke lingering in the car. My hands itched against the cold cuffs, and my heart was beating in a slow, panicked rhythm.“What did you get yourself into this time?” a deep voice asked from somewhere beside me. I froze, unsure if I should answer—or if speaking would make things worse.Silence filled the rest of the ride, broken only by the aggressive clack of keyboard keys. Someone was typing, fast and precise, like they were sealing my fate with every keystroke. I leaned my head back against the seat, forcing myself to think—really think—about a way out.After seeing the way they had treated the other girls in that hellhole of a place, I knew better than to act on impulse. These weren’t the kind of people who would hesitate to kill me.But still… why would someone pay that much money for me?Are they planni

Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR(Twenty-two hours earlier)Hayden’s POVThe excessive amount of blood gushing from his sliced stomach made me briefly reconsider opening him up further to check his insides—though, truth be told, it was tempting.“Tell me how this feels, Mr. Frederick?” I asked the naked man on the table. Peeling off my blood-stained white gloves, I ripped the duct tape from his mouth.“Argh! Stop! Stop, please!” he screamed, his voice hoarse. Mucus dripped from his nose, and tears streamed down his cheeks. Pathetic. And yet… not nearly enough for me.He was in pain, sure. But not enough.If he could still speak, then he was still far too comfortable.“You didn’t answer my question. How does it feel?” I asked again, my voice calm, almost bored, as I pulled on a fresh pair of gloves.“Painful!” he sobbed, his whole body trembling.I nodded slowly, pretending to sympathize.If he thought this was painful, then he was still at peace. I picked up the scalpel again and began cutting deeper whe

Chapter 5

CHAPTER FIVEAmelia’s POV “Oh, please, go to hell. I wasn’t sold—it was a misunderstanding,” I denied, though deep down I knew my friends were probably looking for me… if they weren’t among the girls in that auction house.He chuckled, shaking his head.“You haven’t changed at all—still as gullible as ever. Let me explain how it works for you. You said you were hanging out with your friends, right? Was it Zara and that gang of jealous uglies you move around with?” he questioned, his voice dripping with disdain.“Don’t insult my friends like that,” I warned, scowling.“Just answer the damn question, Lia,” he snapped.“Yes. I met with them after work and we went to a club,” I replied, surprised by his harsh tone.“And do you know this club?” he pressed.“No. But it was fancy, with a long queue outside. They told me it was popular,” I explained.“And when you got inside?” he probed further.“We went to the VIP lounge, and some guys were waiting for us,” I said, notic

Chapter 6

Chapter 6.Hayden's POV."Tell me what I need to hear." I said as soon as I walked into the sham of an office. It was where the men who had frequented always took their victims to.I was expecting more results than what I was getting and they were getting on my last nerves by trying to act like they had not the slightest idea of what I was talking about.If anyone was going to play smart it certainly wasn't people who I had bred into becoming better versions of themselves.This was annoying to say the least and no matter how they tried to spin it, I had nothing to say in this regard.I was one push away from slicing off everyone's fingers. "You were supposed to comb the entire City. I don't see how that's a problem and how giving me excuses would suffice." I pinned Dawson with a magnificent stare.Giving me excuses was a recipe for disaster and he of all people knew that, explain why he would still go ahead and give me more excuses when he should be providing solutions here and there

Chapter 7

Amelia's POV.My eyes widened in horror as I looked around. My heart skipped a beat as I tried to figure out what the hell just went on right now and what I could do to make the situation better.I didn't want to believe that a day like this was going to arrive where I would have no choice but to go back to my ex.Here I was, trapped inside a room with my freedom dangling over my head like a mirage.If I had ever known I was going to be betrayed by the people I called friends that I would never have gone to that party in the first place but now that I did I had no choice but to live with the consequences and hope that I was able to escape fast.A rap at the door dragged me out of my dangerous thoughts, leaving me with nothing short of anger."Yes?""You've refused to eat since morning. May I know why ma'am?" A tell me voice poker on the other side of the door which I concluded was a maid.Hayden had become so rich that he had numerals at his beck and call.If anyone had told me a few

Chapter 8

Amelia's POV. Taking baited breaths so that I didn't look like I was thinking or planning something sinister and wouldn't get caught. I wouldn't be surprised if everyone deferred to Hayden so I needed to be smart with my escape quest.He thought I was gullible I was ready to show him who wasn't. Me. Starting from pretending to eat because that seemed like the best option right now, and that would take attention away from me, I headed towards the place where no one would very well want to look for me. 'ik haat deze baan,' I heard coming from behind the door, making me freeze in place.These people spoke Dutch! How was I supposed to communicate with them without giving it away that I was trying to escape so badly? Asking them nicely was totally out of line because they were going to be faithful to the man who had made my life miserable. He had probably solved many problems for them and they owed him their very breath. I didn't really think that I was in the mood to cause anyone pai

Chapter 9

9. Amelia's POV. The only challenge I was faced with right now was the fact that I didn't know my left from my right and my Dutch was a little bit rusty I didn't think that I could keep communicating with people without arousing suspicion and I needed to leave as fast as possible. If only I could get to an area far away from Hayden's reach. Even if I thought it was a bit unattainable, a little trial wouldn't hurt. He had not found me for the past few years that we were split, so I didn't think that he was going to monitor my every move, but whatever the case may be, I had a goal, and until I had successfully achieved that, I wasn't going to back down. One of the reasons I hated wasting my time on things that wouldn't be productive was that I thought I had a better chance of doing more profitable things than just waiting for luck to shine on me."Heading somewhere?" A man called in his cab, catching my attention slightly. I paused, trying to figure out if this was a trap or somet

Chapter 10

10. Hayden's POV. "Give the phone to the woman in my room," I ordered as soon as I played the video of people running around in my house. I instinctively knew that something was wrong, and the fact that I was not disappointed was enough to tell me everything that I didn't want to tell myself. Amelia had tried to outsmart me again, but what she didn't realize was that I was always going to be a step ahead of her, no matter how fast she wanted to go. The only reason I was keeping quiet was that I just wanted to see how far she would go before realizing that she was messing with the wrong person. "You've got to be kidding me." I hissed when I saw the footage of someone heading towards the gate. How stupid could my men be? I put them in charge of her, but they let her go due to some silly mistake and whatnot. Even I from the video could know that she wasn't part of the maids. I guess not everyone with eyes could locate certain things, so I didn't blame them; instead, I focused on t

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