All Chapters of SOLD and OWNED by the BILLIONAIRE [R18]: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

SERA'S POV:"KRing! KRing! KKRing!"I quickly opened my eyes as the alarm clock repeatedly rang inside our small rented room.It was only four in the morning.Although my eyelids still felt heavy and my entire body ached from yesterday's exhaustion, I had no choice but to get up.One more minute in bed.One more minute lost from my working hours.And for me, every second meant money, and every coin I earned meant medicine for my brother.I took a deep breath before slowly getting up from our thin mattress.I glanced at the small bed beside me.My eight-year-old brother, Liam, was sleeping peacefully. Despite his thin body and pale face, he still looked as though he were smiling in his sleep.I smiled too, even though there was a dull ache in my chest."Just hold on a little longer, little brother..." I whispered to myself. "Ate will take care of you."I quietly stood up so I would not wake him.I quickly went to our small bathroom, washed my face, and took a shower. I had to hurry. My

SERA'S POV:By nightfall, I headed straight to my third job at a popular club.The moment I opened the door, colorful lights immediately greeted me, constantly moving to the rhythm of the loud music.Laughter, cheers, and the clinking of glasses filled the air.While others were busy having fun...I was busy walking around with a tray filled with expensive drinks."Excuse me, sir."I politely placed the bottle they had ordered on the table before smiling again."Enjoy your drink."I had already lost count of how many tables I had served that night.My legs were already aching.My arms were also sore from carrying bottles of alcohol.Every hour I spent working here...Meant a little more money for Liam's medicine.So even though I didn't like how noisy this place was...Even though I could feel countless eyes staring at me as I walked by...I forced myself to ignore everything.Because I had no other choice.As I walked toward the counter to pick up another order, a familiar voice call

THIRD PERSON: It was almost two in the morning when Sera finally made it home. She could barely feel her feet anymore from exhaustion. She slowly opened the door to their small rented room, careful not to wake her brother. The entire place was quiet. The only sound was the soft hum of their old electric fan. She slowly walked toward their small bed, barely big enough for the two siblings to share. There was Liam. He was sleeping peacefully. His face was pale, yet he still had the innocent look of an eight-year-old child who should have had nothing else to worry about except playing and dreaming. Sera sat down beside him. She did not realize that tears were slowly welling up in her eyes. She gently reached out with her trembling hand. Slowly, she caressed her brother's cheek. She closed her eyes as she felt the warmth of his skin. It felt as though an invisible hand had tightly squeezed her heart. She did not know whether it was a fever or simply the warmth of the chil