CLARA'S POV
My life was officially over as I was sold to a total stranger.
I had no idea if I was going to be his slave or if I was going to be trafficked or even married off to someone.
I was dragged by the arm and taken straight to a car that was packed outside which I assumed was the buyer's car.
As I sat inside waiting for my buyer, my thoughts pondered on how my life suddenly took a three hundred and sixty degree turn for the worse.
I thought about how I was staying with my step parents who maltreated me and then stayed with a man who played with death like they were siblings and now I was reduced to an object being sold to the highest bidder.
As I waited patiently in the car, a few minutes later, my buyer got into the car but he was still masked and didn't show his face.
“Go.”
