I hate him.
That was why he bought me. My eyes were filled with tears and my chest felt like someone was squeezing them. A tear dropped but I whipped them off quickly.
The door creaked and then he was standing before me, a slight smirk on his face.
“You have work to do and you would be under —”
“I'm not doing anything. Just let me go over to my aunt's.” I begged. “Please.”
He looked at me and didn't say anything for a while.
“You didn't leave when I asked you to.” He said angrily. “ You had your chance.”
When he waved his hand, the older woman who was standing outside the door intervened.
“You now own this one. Attend to her. She mustn't leave your sight.”
My skin crawled at the icy finality in his voice. The woman had unreadable sharp eyes.
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I woke up to the sound of lo
