Sunday's eyes darkened as he gently lifted your bloodied face to meet his eyes.

He couldn't resist purchasing you. Not when you captured his guarded heart from the moment your eyes found his through the crowd. He couldn't possibly leave you after that...Especially when you were rapidly withering away in that rusted cage from the endless beatings and starvation.

"What's a pretty little thing like you doing at an auction?..I doubt you're here of your own will." He muttered as he took off his suit jacket and slung it over your shoulders.

"Don't worry...I'll keep you safe now." He shot the auctioneers a cold glare before pressing his lips to your bloodstained hand.

"Shall we go to your new home?"