Vows of sin
Sharp-boned and sharp-tongued, she addressed the crowd in English, her voice smooth as poisoned wine.
“Ladies and gentlemen… welcome to the future.”
Behind her, a reinforced glass cell descended from the ceiling. Inside, a boy no older than fifteen stood motionless, his eyes glowing faintly with unnatural gold.
“A-016,” the woman announced. “The latest in our series. Enhanced strength, rapid healing, zero fear response. Perfect for warzones, rebellions, or private security.”
A ripple of interest went through the crowd. Paddles lifted. The bidding began.
In a dark corner of the room, Alessia’s earpiece buzzed.
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