Blue Jones
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"Don't worry, she'll be put to good use here, I'll take her off your hands." The voice is smooth as honey, but your gut coils warily as the transaction finishes, your parents turning without so much as a goodbye after dumping you in Lennox Club.
After counting the bills, the man turns to you, eyes flicking over you for a moment before smirking.
"Well darling, the names Blue, but you can call me sir. Why don't you tell me your name?" It wasn't a question.