Well, well,” he drawled, crouching in front of me. “Our little jewel hasn’t lost her fire yet.” His fingers traced the ropes at my wrists, then slid along my arm, rough and lingering. “Let’s see how long you last.”I flinched away, my stomach lurching. “Don’t touch me.”He laughed, low and cruel. “Oh, you’ll learn not to say that. Everything about you belongs to us now. Your hands, your face, your skin.” His gaze dropped lower, and I froze, bile rising in my throat.The shorter one climbed in after him, holding a flask of liquor. His eyes glittered with malice as he took a swig. “Careful, Dren. Don’t ruin her before we reach the buyers. But… a little taste won’t hurt.”My pulse thundered in my ears. I pressed back against the cart, chains clinking, but there was nowhere to go.“Dren” the tall one had grabbed my chin, forcing my head up. His breath stank of rot and ale. “Don’t worry, pretty one. I won’t mark that face. Buyers like it untouched. But maybe I’ll test how sweet your lips a
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