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"That is all I have left." The deal is struck. There is nothing I can do about it. I have given myself to another person. I am now a slave. I am in shackles, even if it is not physical. I wonder how many babies I would have to push out to get my revenge on my freedom. I am the Property of the alpha king

“As you can see, Alpha Gunner, she's weak and sick. Healthier, stronger slaves are highly priced and valuable. This slave is the opposite, hence her low price.” “I see,” Alpha Gunner approached my cell, his eyes locked in mine. He took in my skinny build. “Where the hell did you find her?” “She got shipped in a month ago. Apparently, her family sold her to pay off a massive debt,” the slave merchant said. “She won't interest you, Alpha Gunner. Allow me to show you my best slaves.” “Shut up!” Alpha Gunner snapped at the slave merchant. “Unlock her cell.” The merchant sealed his lips and did exactly as he was told without questions.

“Whenever I want to.” “B-But what if I didn’t bring your money back in a time you wanted to?” “Then your house will be mine after we kill you.” The word ‘kill’ was emphasized as he said those words in front of me. Unbelievable! It’s impossible for me to bring their money back for, uh, maybe a month? Damn it! These are loan sharks. I don’t exactly know what they are going to do if I really didn’t abide by the rules. Somehow, I feel threatened and scared. I don’t know what they can do, but surely, these people can blink in a blink of an eye.

BILLIONAIRE SLAVE CHAPTER FIFTEEN (15) (Back to reality) Amelie have heard stories of boys growing to be wife beaters because if the way their dad beat and treat their mothers And Jason was a victim of that, he has been brainwashed by his father to see every lady as a slave, a sex toy that is meant to be bent. And Amelie was so unlucky to be caught in between the web of this monster.

That was like a slap in the face for me since for some stupid reason, I feel an attraction for Antton that takes my breath away every time I have him near me, I feel like if he moves away from me it's like he's taking my soul away —What if... someone falls in love with one of them? Madi looks at me questioning my question. —You die, because they do not love, they are villains who do not care about the feelings of a human, they only enjoy our pain when they walk away and abandon the one they used as a blood bank, and that's not all, almost at the end she says that the worst is for the slaves because if their master dies, death too but their suffering is agonizing.

His eyes glowing fiery hot as he spoke, his wide huge arms flexing in the air as he huffed with pride and pure vengeance. A wounded man. I knew Tagon too well that he doesn’t make empty promises, he never lied, he was too honest to a fault. My mind's eyes took a little flashback to what it meant to be a slave, the agony, despair, the lashings, concubines and acts of pleasure slaves were subjected to no one deserves to go through so much suffering and the reason I'll fight to get it eradicated. “I’m the worst woman in history, yes! Take your anger on me and burn me to hell. Let my carcass fall on your feet but a life of slavery isn’t what I want to partake in ever again!”

I couldn't shake the growing panic that consumed me, a fear fueled by the uncertainty of what awaited me and the potential consequences of failure. My heart raced, echoing in my ears as I contemplated the risks involved. The rumors whispered among the other slaves painted a grim picture—a series of cruel games orchestrated by the palace soldiers for their sadistic amusement. And if luck didn't favor me, I would be subjected to a fate no woman should endure.

But as your personal slave,” I replied. - It doesn't matter. In time, he will realize that we belong together. — Rhea insisted. I rolled my eyes. —But what if he doesn't want me? — I asked as I returned to the room. — He will want you! I know that! — said Rhea, full of determination. - Yes of course. Look at us! He literally turned us into his slaves. Ah, Goddess, please give me strength to endure what is yet to come. I was struggling to control my mind, which kept imagining any and all possible torture that Aaron could have in store for me.

It was that simple,right? “I don’t see any need to.” “Mason. It’s important to always read any kind of contract. Even if you trust me, I could be selling your soul as part of the rules.” She said with a straight face. Mason laughed.”I’ll let you.” “Focus.”She warned. He nodded. He had to learn to take orders from her. He slid back to the first page and started to read the contract. “I, Mason Graham hereinafter referred to as slave, do of my own free will, and being of sound mind and body, do hereby offer myself in consensual slavery to Gianna Clover, hereinafter referred to as Mistress.”

"Please... don't do this. I’ve never... nobody has ever touched me. Please, Cassius!" "You're begging? I spent ten years begging! Every time Gideon or Draven used me as a punching bag, I begged. And you know what they said? They said a slave has no right to words. You aren't a Duke's son anymore. You’re my property. My personal toy." "Stop! It hurts! You're breaking my skin!" "Crying won't help you here. This is the first payment on a debt that can never be settled. From the moment your father’s heart stopped, you became my asset. My slave. My ghost. I am your Master now, and you will learn to obey."