----Sindy---
I never thought my own body would betray me.
For years, I trained myself to be unflinching. To be steel. To be the hand that dragged trembling girls away from their families and delivered them into the waiting arms of monsters. I told myself it was duty. That I was preserving order, doing the hard, necessary things that someone had to do.
But now, it’s different.
Because the monster is looking at me.
And my heart—my damned, treacherous heart—beats as if it already belongs to him.
Lorenzo.
I can still feel the weight of his stare on me, the way it pinned me in place in that auction hall, as though invisible chains had wrapped around my wrists and throat. The way his voice, low and commanding, had filled the room when he said he chose me. Not the trembling omega on the st
