THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 8

CASSYThe Gilded Cage doesn't look like a place where desperate girls sell their souls.It looks like a five-star hotel.All marble and gold, ambient lighting that probably costs more per fixture than my current monthly rent, doormen in actual uniforms who open the doors with white-gloved hands and don't meet your eyes. The kind of place I used to walk into without a second thought, back when I had a trust fund and a last name that meant something.Now I'm here to auction off the only thing I have left.My body.The thought makes me want to vomit, but I swallow it down with the same practiced control that got me through the last six months, watching my father die, the FBI raid, and through learning that everything I thought I knew about my family was a lie.Through watching my baby sister get arrested for drugs I know she didn't use.Delilah is twenty-one years old. She's studying marine biology. She cries at documentaries about coral reefs. She's never even smoked weed.But she's sit

CASSYThe girl whose father died because of mine.The girl I humiliated in front of everyone when we were sixteen.She's holding a glass of whiskey, watching me with eyes that are empty of everything except satisfaction."Hello, Cassy," she says, her voice like silk over razors. "Surprise."I can't breathe or even think. I can't process what I'm seeing."You…""Me." She takes a sip of her drink. "Did you really think I'd pay four million dollars for one night? No, sweetheart. I paid four million dollars for something much better."She walks to a side table, picks up a folder. Tosses it at my feet."Read it."With shaking hands, I open the folder.It's a contract. Legal and binding.TERMS OF EXCLUSIVE SERVICE AGREEMENTMy eyes scan the words, each one a nail in my coffin.One year of exclusive service to Sienna Vale...Subject will reside in employer's residence...Subject will be available at all times for any purpose employer deems appropriate...Subject will accompany employer to al

CASSY"Hatred." She says it simply, like she's commenting on the weather. "Hatred is remarkably clarifying. It focuses the mind. Gives you purpose."We stop at a door."This is my bedroom," she says, opening it.The room is enormous. King-sized bed with black silk sheets. More floor-to-ceiling windows. A sitting area with a couch and chairs. Doors leading to what must be a massive closet and bathroom.And in the corner, on the floor…A dog bed.I stare at it. At the plush cushion in a simple metal frame, it was clearly expensive but undeniably degrading."You're joking.""Do I look like I'm joking?" Sienna walks to her closet, starts undressing. She's completely unselfconscious, stripping off the silk pyjamas like I'm not even there. "You'll sleep there until you earn the right to sleep in my bed.""Earn it, how?"She emerges from the closet wearing nothing but black lace underwear. My eyes betray me, taking in the sight of her… long legs, smooth skin, and beautiful curves. She's beau

The nightgown barely covers me. I catch sight of myself in the mirror, collared like a pet, wearing barely anything, my eyes red from crying. I've been through alot, I don't recognize the girl staring back. I walk back into the bedroom. Sienna is lying in bed, scrolling through her phone. She looks up when I enter. Her eyes rake over me slowly, taking in every detail. A smile curls at her lips. "Perfect," she says. "Come here." I walk to the bed. Just standing there while she looks at me. She reaches out, her fingers hooking under the collar, tugging me closer. I stumble forward, before catching myself on the edge of the bed. "Do you know what you look like right now?" she whispers. "You look like everything I ever wanted. Everything I dreamed about when I was sixteen and stupid enough to think you might love me back." Her thumb traces the collar. "But this is better. This is you knowing exactly who owns you. This is you wearing my mark and hating every second of it." She rel